Up, then…

You hear shifting upstairs, remembering you were being expected. That was actually good, the way you were feeling right now, a romp with your boyfriend might help…relieve you.

You reach your bedroom door and take your towel off your head, holding it in front of you without wrapping it around. You nudge the door open, putting on a show of your leg slowly and sultrily slipping through the door. You swing the door the rest of the way open, flip your still wet hair behind you and drop your towel. Your hands up in the hair as you say “and now presenting the amazing NAKED girlfriend!”

Expecting a horny reception you are quite disappointed at the complete silence and lack of response. Even moreso when you see your boyfriend laying on his back, naked and completely passed out on the bed.

Worse still, you see he clearly didn’t care to wait for you, in spite of his proposition downstairs. His flaccid cock, unkempt bush, and much of his belly covered in cum. A messy quickie for himself.

He’s one to give you a hard time about being available for sex whenever he wants. While not really in the mood anymore, you still attempt to wake him so as to avoid any future disgruntlement he may try to claim.

He growls and slaps your hand away sleepily, taking up most of the middle of the bed.

Now frustrated, your thoughts wander back to your neighbor…

Heart fluttering you quickly slip into a flannel nightshirt and head downstairs, managing to fasten a button or two before you can see out past your backyard again.

A puff of smoke flies into their dim porch light and you follow it down to your neighbor, joint in hand and towel around his waist.

You stare from the darkness of your house. Likely hidden but not daring to move yet lest you catch his attention.

Though…do you want his attention?

Your mind swims. What are you doing, why did you come down here? Just to wait and perv? Your loins ache…one way or another you need to find some resolve and take some sort of action.