Let Emily and her boyfriend take the room while I move next door with Mason

I try to sleep in the bed while they are still doing it in Emily’s bed. I don’t think they seem to notice me. I clearly can’t sleep because just from the sounds they are making, it’s causing my body to react. Sometimes my mind would drift, imagining I’m Emily making love with Tyler instead. Then my mind drifts to my interview earlier. While I’m glad Paul, my future boss come Monday, stopped at just a blowjob, my mind wondered about the possibility of him keeping me there to do more stuff. Hell, knowing I was wearing a skirt at the time, he could have pinned me to his desk, came up behind me, lifted my skirt and had his way with me. My hands want to drift down to feel upon the apparatus that replaced my cock, which my memory of Paul’s cock made it evident he was much bigger than me. And I could use the vibrator we bought yesterday to get me off, but I don’t want it or my own moans to be louder than theirs.

I get out of bed and go next door, taking my pillow and blanket with me. My entrance has clearly woken up Mason. “Sorry if I’m keeping you awake, Mason,” I apologize.

“You’re good, girl. It’s the couple next door keeping me up,” Mason says and we share a laugh.

“Does he ever use the bed?” I ask Mason of his observation of his roommate.

“Tyler is like never in here. Only to change. And believe me, he doesn’t have much in here. I suspect he already has an apartment, but he comes here to be with Emily. And Emily has to be here because she’s your mentor,” Mason explains.

“That explains it,” I comment. “So, I guess he wouldn’t mind if I crash in his bed.”

“He wouldn’t even notice, Eliza. I don’t even think he has ever sat on his bed, much less fart on it,” Mason jokes.

I chuckle. “That’s fucking nasty,” I tell him.

“We can change the sheets tomorrow if you want. We might want to move your stuff over too. In the meantime, I guess you can lay down with me. I won’t even do anything. Well, not anything more than rub your back, help you fall asleep,” Mason offers.

“What if it was Tyler in your bed instead of me?” I say, bringing up something he mentioned the other day, when we introduced ourselves.

“Shoot, girl. I would be all over that man,” Mason says and we laugh. I take Mason’s offer to have me lay in bed with him, as friends of course, and for him to lull me to sleep. Like he says, he doesn’t do anything save for rubbing my back, easing the stress of today. I can’t say that I’m not attracted to Mason, since he’s been so friendly to me, but as he says, he doesn’t swing that way. So, I keep my brewing horniness to myself. And I also keep my hands to myself. As I drift off to sleep, I wonder what tomorrow brings and whether I can find some release for my growing heat within me.

I try to guess how the next few days are going to be. My first class starts on Monday next week and I have work right away after my last class for that day. Until then, I have the rest of the week and the weekend.