Hide in the closet

You quickly duck into an adjacent linen closet and try pull the door closed behind you. Too late, you realize the closet is not big enough for you, and you cannot close the door completely. The best you can do is hold it closed, with a one-inch gap remaining.

No sooner do you do this, than the front door opens. You look and can see a young man and young woman enter. After closing the door the young woman starts down the hallway toward the bedrooms, but the young man takes her by the hand and leads her toward the living room. You hear her speak. “Aron, what are you doing? Your mom is still awake — I can see a light in her room.”

Aron? So the young man is one of your host family brothers. You knew there were identical twin boys, but you haven’t yet seen either of them.

Aron responds in a low voice. “I know, but we have our new exchange student with us, and Mom said to be on our best behavior and let her sleep. The walls in that hallway aren’t all that soundproof.”

The female sounded disappointed. “Oh... I thought we were going to —“

She doesn’t finish her sentence, and it sounds like something has muffled her. You look, but from your vantage point you can only see the end of the long sofa in the living room and don’t dare open the door further.

After a moment you hear Aron. “Who says we won’t?”

You see something fly through the air, and when your eyes focus on it, it is a blouse — evidently the one that you saw moments earlier on the young woman.

You hear her voice, giggling, “But what about your guest? And what about your mom?”

“They’re welcome to join in, too, if they want. There’s plenty of this for all!”

You hear the sound of a zipper and more giggling come from the living room. At the same time, from the other end of the hallway, you hear your host mother’s voice, “Oh, right there! Don’t stop!” The accompanying sounds from that room are a rhythmic slapping of flesh against flesh.

You glance again toward the living room. You now see the young woman’s face. She is inclined on her back and has a look of ecstasy as she stares straight up. You can see her bare shoulders and enough of her arms to see that she appears to have them resting on something at lap level. Her voice is almost a growl as she says, “Fuck! That feels so good! How do you always do that to me?”

Not for the first time that day, you wonder if this is all a dream. It appears that you are the only one not engaged in some kind of carnal activity, and you find yourself strangely aroused by this proximity and voyeurism. Still holding the door handle to keep the door from opening too much, you reach down involuntarily between your legs and press gently. The corresponding wave of pleasure makes you wonder what Aron is doing to that girl and how it must feel for her.

Both couples sound like they could be at this for quite some time. You are feeling a cramp developing in your legs from this tight space and wonder how long you can stay there.