Moaning from Jen and Alice's bedroom.

Even though the wine has emboldened you, you nix the primal urge to whip out your cock right in front of Sara and whack off to release the pent up sexual frustration. You have no choice but wait for the all the blood in your granite-hard erection to flow back up to the rest of your body.

Sara sees your hesitation and bites her lower lip as she contemplates what to say next. Taking a deep breath she opens her mouth to speak but is interrupted by a loud moan from down the hallway. Apparently Jen and Alice forgot to close their bedroom door.

"See? That's how loud they are every time they have sex!" Sara complains. "Do you know know frustrating that is being single?"

You nod.

"Oh my God, I'm sorry! I didn't mean... I'm so sorry!" she gasps.

"It's okay," you smile to reassure her you weren't offended. You stand up and grab a throw pillow to cover up your erection. "Let's go."

"Go where?" Sara asks with confusion on her beautiful face.