A drink before bed

Closing the door, you look again at Rob, smiling as you see the way his eyes are scanning your body, knowing his attention keeps returning to your ample breasts.

?Fancy another drink? you ask as you head towards the kitchen. Mark is right behind you even as you make it to the fridge and opening it you lean forward in an exaggerated manor, knowing your ass will be perfectly outlined for his viewing.

?Lager ok for you?? you ask. Even as you reach in to the fridge to grab one for him, you gasp as his hands cup your round cheeks inside your tight little skirt, groping you firmly. ?Mmmmmm nice strong hands? you comment as you stand back up and turn to wards him, Rob only inches from you. You slide the can up between you and he finally takes it from you. You turn back slowly to the fridge, his close presence meaning that this time you feel his body press against you as you do, his cock obvious inside his jeans as you wiggle your ass back against him.

Once more reaching in to the fridge you grab yourself a bacardi breezer, then ease yourself sideways away from him. You don?t say anything as you lead Rob to the lounge and you slide yourself down onto the sofa and sip at your drink while Rob follows you and lets his own body slide beside you.

You are just about to speak when there is a bang from above you. ?Lucy?s bed? you comment to Rob in way of explanation of what the noise was. And moments later the banging begins in a regular beat. ?I keep telling her to move her bed away from the wall, it can be so annoying? you tell him with a grin.

As you sit there savouring your drink, Rob?s hand slides over your knee, gentle caresses on your bare skin. You don?t do anything to encourage him, afterall, you dragged him home with you so it?s clear why he is here. Instead you simply sip your drink and enjoy his gentle hands.

Above you the sound of Lucy?s bed banging against the wall increases in pace and you can hear the occasional moan from the occupants of it. Whilst the sounds don?t clearly give away what is happening, you always find it erotic hearing Lucy?s bed banging as you can easily imagine what is happening.

However it seems Rob is more focused on you that those noises, as his hand slowly works higher until you feel fingertips brush onto your thighs beneath your skirt. You adjust yourself ever so slightly on the sofa, letting your legs spread open for him, and taking the less than subtle hint, his hand roams quickly upwards until the very tip flicks over your thong covered pussy.

You let your eyes close but continue to take mouthfuls of your drink, leaving Rob to do what he likes. And clearly Rob likes the feel of your pussy as his finger returns again and this time remains, running along the outlines of your pussy through the thin material.

Just as he applies more pressure, the banging above your head increases one final time, making it obvious that Dave is fast approaching the end of his tip. A soft scream filters through the ceiling from Lucy and you smile as you hear your friend, recognising that noise from many other nights, knowing she has enjoyed her quick liaison as much as Dave no doubt would have. With that thought in your mind and Rob?s finger firm on your pussy you let out your own little moan, and as you do the banging noises come to a halt.

?So does your bed bang that much?? Rob asks, breaking the silence between you for the first time since you left the kitchen.

?Oh you will have to find that out for yourself? you reply softly.