Watch from outside

Frankie was aggressive in her masturbation, she bit her bottom lip and had her eyes tight,y shut while slamming, two of her fingers into her wet hole, making it easy for you to stand outside of her room, and oggle at her, immensely arousing display, "come on, come on!" She violently whispered under her breath as she quickly Stuck another finger in her dripping pussy, "holy shit!" You mumble as you feal your member rising ambitiously under you jeans.

Frankie lets out a very long sharp breath, to suppress an immense moan as she orgasmed in the bed, her juices coated her hand as she simply lied their for a minute, she began to sit up, panicking you as you quickly but quietly stumble down the stairs and back to the kitchen, you place her small, red mug on the counter and take a long minute to absorb what just happened, "is she that horny? Over me not wearing a shirt?!" You can hear Light footsteps from upstairs, Frankie obviously cleaning up after her little Game upstairs.

Sounds of her coming down the stares makes you aware of your raging hard-on from watching your Best Friend's Masturbation session, without a thought you slam your body against the counter edge, hiding your throbbing dick from sight just barely.

although having just, Releaved herself, You notice Frankies gaze, flying straight towards your shirtless top half, she seems to put on friendly smile as you clear your throat gaining her attention again, "hey.... I... Um was just washing my face" yeah sure she was, you thought accidentally allowing an involuntary smirk pop up on your face, Frankie let out an awkward chuckle in response, creating a good minute of silence between you, "um hot chocolate right?" She says pointing at the still steaming mug of Drinking Chocolate, "yeah that's it, go ahead" Frankie said a quick thank you before walking over from the bottom of the stairwell to the kitchen counter.

Taking a light sip she quickly jerked away her head "ouch!"

"Are you ok?"

"Yeah, don't worry about it, it's just a bit hot"

Gently setting down the cup, Frankie begins to become drawn to your shirtless body again, her eyes quickly flashing to another spot every so often. Although her stares where fantastic, the awkward silence that came along with it was terrible "I'll be back ok? I'm just going to get a clean shirt on, is that alright?" Frankie barely manages to snap out of her trance, "oh yeah of course" you give her a quick smile as she does back and stroll away from the counter, barely able to conceal your erection as you left.

Getting into your room you quickly slip a lose shirt on while racing to cal the insistent bulge in your pants, " come on, get soft already" even though it was a Robot, you feel as if she would be scared away by such a coward approach, plus having a little fun with it first would be a lot more satisfying than rushing straight to the pussy, plus if she's anything like what she's like from the show, she would take a bit of convincing first, even if she saw you as a beef cake.

Your hard-on refuses to go away, you remove your pants and underwear trying to relax and get it to go down before you do anything else, you sit for a good two minutes trying to get soft, "God damn it this is becoming a pain in my-" a squeak from the door draws your attention immediately, the door had moved? But I shut it, you think swinging your head towards it, you spot quick blur of Red pass the crack of the door before you get up, you hear a faint voice say "shit!" As you quickly slip your underwear and pants back on.

Slowly returning to the kitchen, Frankie is standing there innocently sipping carefully from her cup of Chocolate, you notice her ability to play dumb is poor, "hey nice shirt there" she says her voice quivering slightly, "thanks?" Frankie strolled lightly into the living room her cup of Jo in hand and sat on the dark blue couch and drank.

A look of disbelief of your face you look at her with eyebrows raised and a smirk, "what?" She said quietly her giggle followed by a nervous look.

Is she serious! She was obviously watching me! Not that I was any better, you thought honestly, maybe I could get her to admit that she wants me if I tell her I saw her fingering her pussy back in the guest room or perhaps I could get her drunk, or I could wait until she explodes with lust either way you wanted her badly now.

[feel free to branch out from these options looking forward to seeing where this goes]