I carefully opened the door, going slow as to not startle anyone who might be inside. My plan was simple: to rush in quickly as possible and get into my room. There I would barricade myself until Violet came up with a solution. Easy, right?
After peeking in the door, I could see there was nobody in the dining area, I stepped in and carefully shut the door behind me. If anyone was home, I wanted them to stay in their rooms. Now inside the apartment, I locked the door and kicked my shoes off. I was just about to turn towards the hall to my room, when I saw her.
Taking a nap on the couch was my roommate, Monica. This wasn't a strange occurrence, she often napped here after class or the gym. In fact, that's what seemed to have happened. She had a blanket covering her, but it seemed to have slipped, revealing just the black and pink sports bra she was wearing.
I couldn't stop myself from staring at the sleeping beauty before me. Her warm brown curls, soft light skin, she looked like she could disappear at any moment. But of course, I also couldn't keep by eyes from her curves, neatly held up by the bra, making them perkier than ever.
My new member sprung to life immediately, groaning against my yoga pants, begging for relief. My libido was hardly satisfied with Violet's "tests" earlier. I needed some real satisfaction. I felt myself drawing closer to the sleeping Monica. I began to fantasize about her, what she would look like covered in my cum, or with my cock down her throat. Or even throwing the blanket aside completely and seeing what she was hiding.
I managed to stop myself a few feet away from her. She was sleeping soundly, no sense of me at all. Maybe I could resist just a little longer. I just had to turn around. Leave Monica in peace. Maybe even just masturbate in the safety of my room.
