Cassie overhears you having sex

Chapter 20

Cassie has no problem cleaning up the living room and even though it's her duty to keep the apartment of Finn tidy she likes to do it. She never minded keeping order for Jackson and Finn, she is much better at it, she smirks, much more diligent basically. But the smile quickly fades and even the fact that her boyfriend helps her with the tidying up doesn't really make her happy.

Today was not a good day, that is, actually yes. It was like always. Stressful work and Finn trying everything to cheer her up. Usually that works and Jackson never thanked his buddy for always putting his girlfriend in the right mood for him. With a sad pout, Cassie looks around the kitchen, then into the living room to her boyfriend who is fixing up the sofa. Again it was Finn who made sure that the two of them could spend time together undisturbed in the evening. A completely normal day. Except for a few small things.

The muffled groans that come from under his bedroom door tells Cassie what is so different about today. Behind the rectangular piece of wood with white paint on it, it sounds like the War of the Worlds. Rumbling, banging, shrill screams, wailing, pleading. Again and again 'Oh God' and 'Yes!' and 'Fuck'. Again and again it's a different girl, Cassie doesn't recognize the voices but they differ. Again and again it is another, or two, or three, and again and again the cries alternate, become quieter, fall silent. Cassie is no stranger to sex, she enjoys it when she and Jackson become intimate themselves. And it pisses her off that she now has such a bad feeling when she hears the seven girls squeezing into the smallest room in the apartment and going down on their roommate.

And then every now and then there's the voice of Finn, darker, rougher, driven by lust, giving orders or praise or... Cassie doesn't know him well enough to know how he acts during sex. With a little too much ****, she arranges the TV table, nearly knocking over a vase. She looks at the thing, a gift from her mother for her soon-to-be engagement to Jackson, a small sign that she should hurry up in life and find herself a nice husband. Cassie puts the vase aside on a wall cabinet. It would be a shame if one of the tight butts knocked the vase off the table...if Finn knocked the butt on the table.

"Damn..." mumbles Cassie, sighing.

"What is it?" asks Jackson who is patting the sofa down and cleaning it with a washcloth.

"Nothing..." replies Cassie, hoping the word is enough to make her boyfriend realize that 'nothing' means everything's fucked up.

"Okay." Another sigh. Finn would know right away that something was wrong. No, she can't think about her roommate right now. There are important things she needs to take care of.

"So how was your day honey?" Usually this is a normal question but today it is especially important for Cassie.

"Pretty okay," Jackson grumbles, picking up a pair of turquoise lace panties. He looks it over thoroughly. "Tell me, which of the girls could have been wearing these?" Cassie's face goes white.

"I don't know...honey. They all seem like they're going to be around everyone's neck for that one." Cassie is angry. Angry at Jackson, who only now realizes how pissed off she is. But also angry at herself for not even being nice enough to call the models what they are. And Jackson knows that.

"You don't have to be jealous of them honey," Jackson says calmly. "They all belong to Finn. No way I'm getting anything there." He smiles, sounding logical. And that only makes Cassie angrier.

"I get it," she pouts, looking around the room. Almost done and then she can go to bed...with Jackson. "But what if Finn told you you could?"

"What kind of question is that?" her boyfriend retorts, realizing how thin the ice is he's on.

"You do whatever your buddy tells you to do." That was unfair, but Cassie is furious.

"You're one to talk," growls her boyfriend, giving her a well-deserved jab. "Besides, he's the master of the house, you know that." The screams from the room change. Finn must have made one of the girls come and now there's another one right away. Then a loud bang, a shrill scream and the bright laughter of Jessica. Yes, Cassie already knows that voice. Jessica who doesn't care how hard Finn fucks her.

"So you would cheat on me if Finn told you?" Cassie can't think straight. She's too angry, too confused...and too horny.

"Honey I'm not getting into that" Jackson grumbles, but doesn't get angry. And that only makes Cassie angrier. "You know I love you."

"Sure you do," the girl snorts, tossing her rag into the kitchen. "I'm going to bed."

"I'll be up in a minute," Jackson says as if nothing had happened, and Cassie clenches her teeth.

"Damn," she groans a few minutes later as she lies in bed, showered and teeth brushed. She has wrapped her bedsheet around her body and wishes she could fall asleep quickly. But thoughts are circling in her head, anger, sadness, jealousy and shame are fighting for her mind and there is no room for tiredness and sleep.

And through the wall still come screams, moans, cheering shouts from Jessica, tributes to God and Finn, pleading, begging, gargling and...

"Who coughs so loud when she sucks that you can hear it through the wall?" But Cassie's question goes unanswered, and she curls up on her side and tucks the fabric of the bedspread over her ears.

Finally, Jackson comes into the room. He doesn't look like a puddle of water and where he usually plays the role of the guilty friend to win Cassie back he now radiates the calmness of a roommate who has only fulfilled the orders of the master of the house. And so it is. He sits down next to Cassie on the bed and caresses her body over the covers.

"Hey honey," he says soothingly, but misses his target. Cassie knows he's horny but she also knows it wasn't her who put him there. "You up for it?" He tries to make a joke out of it but Cassie doesn't go for it.

"Are you crazy?" At just the wrong time, a muffled scream echoes through the apartment as a girl screams a huge orgasm at the top of her lungs.

"Come on," Jackson begs, and Cassie rips the covers off her body. She glares angrily at him. How dare he beg her for sex now? Today? After everything that has happened?

But Cassie also knows that it's not just Jackson and his behavior that repels her. It's also her own behavior that shocks her, her own thoughts about Finn, Jessica, and the other girls. Jackson says nothing in response to her outburst. No words are necessary. Cassie knows that he would fuck the models at that moment if Finn would give him permission. She knows that the girls belong only to him, but they reveal the very weaknesses in Cassie's relationship from which she has always fled to Finn. She knows she has feelings for Finn herself. And she knows that Jackson knows it, that everyone knows it. And she hears Jessica moaning and screaming and cheering Finn on and pushing the other girls, and Cassie hears her voice and gets angry.

"Okay," she just hisses, lying on her back and spreading her legs slightly.

"What?" He's still miffed but Cassie doesn't care. She's a pretty girl and even if she missed her chance, she can still do it.

"Fuck me," she whispers, not knowing herself why she says that. Is she trying to make Jessica jealous? Or Finn? Is that even possible? Can she compete against seven beautiful girls? What does Cassie have to show for herself? Yes, she's pretty, but she also has a boyfriend and has made it clear to Finn that she's taken. And Jackson. Does she even want to sleep with him now? She has said so, but she is also sure that he will not only think about her. How does she feel about that?

"For real?" He makes sure but Cassie also hears the unbridled lust in his voice while a girl next door screams out loud in another orgasm. And Jackson grunts with satisfaction as he slips his pants down without waiting for a response. Yeah, he's definitely not just thinking about Cassie. But so is she. When Jackson thinks of six models and a pretty waitress at once, she may... It would be the first time... not really... She's thought of Finn before, more by accident... or two, three times. But that's only normal, it was at the time back when she didn't know he wouldn't stay with her forever.

"Yes" she concludes and casually answers Jackson's not-seriously-meant question while he is already putting a condom over his penis. Yes it's okay when she thinks about Finn, she concludes. Just this once to show Jessica that she has to take her seriously. To show Jackson that she is worth it. And to show Finn that she still exists.

And because it feels good and right to think of Finn Lynchwood when she's making love to her boyfriend.

"Yes fuck me! Fuck me you stud! Fuck me in all my tight holes!" She is so embarrassed but Cassie is also so horny from the idea of Finn in the next room. Maybe he's listening to her right now, imagining himself in Jackson's place. "Keep fucking me! Fuck me faster! Harder!"

And Jackson fucks her harder. He works himself almost to **** between her legs, thrusting into her again and again, clawing at her hips and working the twitching girl with quick thrusts into her wet pussy. Jackson is really good and the two have already gained enough experience to bring each other to orgasm easily.

But today it doesn't really work out and whenever the images of Finn disappear from Cassie's mind, her hand moves between her legs to keep the warm feeling that spreads inside her whenever she thinks of Finn. It's never been like this before but Cassie is too fired up to care. She just wants to come and listens to the sounds coming from the next room. Jessica screams even wilder and Cassie is proud that she can drive the girl.

Jackson also fucks Cassie like crazy and she realizes that he is thinking about Odele or something. He grabs Cassie harder as the French model's voice comes through the wall but Cassie doesn't care. She enjoys the thrusts and imagines another face where Jackson's is. She has no remorse, not at this moment. And so all the people in the small apartment are happily fucking.

But even if Jackson tries hard and Cassie fingers herself like possessed, the two of them have no chance against the massacre that takes place in the other room. Too many screams, too many moans and too many tributes. Again and again another girl, again and again Jessica. Cassie and Jackson are just a couple and even if neither of them thinks about how Finn can manage to perform so much, at some point Jackson convulses, rams himself deep into Cassie several times and empties himself into his girlfriend, roaring loudly.

"Yes! Cum all over me you horny fucker! Finish me off! Yes that's so hot!" But the truth is that Cassie didn't come. She just couldn't and it's killing her. While it sounds like Finn is in the next room balancing the girls on his penis Jackson rolls off Cassie. Breathing heavily, he lies down on his side of the bed.

"You really are a classy fuck..." he gasps and laughs, pleased with himself, surely thinking of Odele or that Nora or whatever.

And Cassie just lies there while she feels the warmth of sex leave her body. Then she gets up, kisses Jackson on the sweaty cheek, puts on a nightgown and leaves the room.

While Jackson falls asleep, Cassie wanders across the apartment hallway to the bathroom. At the door, she stops and looks toward the room of Finn. But she can't. She opens the bathroom door, goes in, closes the door and sits on the edge of the bathtub. Even here, she can hear the sex. Cassie spreads her legs, pulls her pants to the side, and fingers herself while she listens to the activity in the house.

She's not thinking about Jackson, not thinking about Jessica. She's only thinking about Finn. She works her way back up, fondling her breasts and stifling her moans as she thinks about Finn. It doesn't bother her and she doesn't see anything wrong with it as she comes to her longed-for orgasm.