WM Day 11 - Waking up

You wake up with Adella in an unfamiliar bed, but quickly remember where you are and what’s going on. This is Annette’s house, and you a long, bruising, drunken three way with Adella and Jane last night. The state of the bed and the room tells quite a story.

You slip out of bed and walk unsteadily into the shower. You ended up being on the receiving end… quite a bit last night. Not that you minded. Pleasantly sore and very relaxed, you’re in heavy under the water. You’re almost finished cleaning up when Adella enters the shower with you. She gives you a kiss, then starts cleaning up. You are about to help her wash, but she stops you.

“I’ll get hard if you do that,” she says with a smile.

She’s right. You’re guests in Annette’s house. You don’t want to overstay. You need to get yourselves presentable and probably get back to Camp Crystal Lake. That’s where you’re supposed to be, after all. You shouldn’t be boning first thing in the morning, although just memories of last night is enough to stir you up.

But she is right. “Fair enough,” you say, stepping out of the shower and grabbing a towel. You go back out into the room, but barely five seconds later Adella’s coming out, dripping and covered in soap bubbles.

“Changed my mind,” she says, coming straight you and yanking your towel off. She presses her body against yours and gives you a firm kiss on your lips. You laugh and put your arms around her neck, but she’s obviously feeling very frisky.

“Never saw you like that before,” she murmurs in your ear, holding you close.

Gosh. You don’t want to think about what a slut you were last night. But Adella obviously likes it. She’s rock hard, her cock pushed against you.

Your bare bottom bumps into the dresser, and you yelp in surprise as Adella lifts you up and sets you down on it, kissing your neck.

Your back hits the mirror, which falls crooked and clunks against the dresser. You both freeze. You aren’t trying to break things. Trying not to laugh, Adella looks up.

“Don’t move,” she says.

“Kay,” you reply, holding still. Adella reaches past you, and you help her, trying to straighten the mirror—but it’s not working. You need to take it down and put it back up. It’s a little goofy for two naked girls with erections to be messing with furniture, but you can’t wreck Annette’s house. You pull the big mirror off the wall, finding it quite heavy. You both have to lift it.

But there’s no wall. Just an opening into the next room.

You both stare at it. “What the fuck?” you say, almost dropping the mirror. You both set it down and go to the opening, peering through. There’s a small room with a sofa in it, facing the opening. And there’s… lube. And toys. And tissues.

Adella tilts the mirror and looks at it from the other side. You join her to find that it’s one-way. The person in this small room can see everything that happens in this bedroom.

No fucking way.