Day Four

When Kayla awoke to find herself alone in her bed, although the faint humming of the television suggested that Stuart hadn't gone far. She took a moment to collect her thoughts and recall what had happened the previous evening before she grabbed her dressing gown and headed to the lounge. Stuart was sat in a catatonic state on the sofa, mesmerised by the flashing colours of the kids animated show he was engrossed.

"Are you okay?" she asked him as she put an arm around his neck and kissed his cheek.

Stuart nodded weakly in response, his eyes not moving from the screen.

"I'm going to fix myself a coffee. You want one?"

Again Stuart's only response was a short nod of his head as he remained engrossed in the cartoon.

Kayla shuffled into the kitchen, filled up the kettle and switched it on. Whilst she waited for it to boil her eyes drifted to the window, through which she glimpsed Jason working out. He may have been piling the drinks away last night but here he was already out exercising. The contrast with Stuart couldn't be greater, there was a very good reason why only one of them had a perfect body.

Kayla felt the early stages of arousal sweeping her body as she continued to watch her neighbour. Deep down she knew it wasn't just watching his immaculately sculpted body that was turning her on but the knowledge of what he had packed in his shorts. The image of his giant cock was fresh in Kayla's mind and she was craving seeing it again.

And then she remembered that the picture was still on her phone. All it would take was a few swipes and she could be staring at it again...