You try to find out.

Bill was downstairs with Morgan, and your mind was reeling with the knowledge that they were almost certainly going at it already.

You saw Morgan pull out the condoms earlier, but you still weren't sure if Bill would actually stop to put them on before shoving his cock into YOUR girlfriend's hot pussy.

The more you thought on it, the more you wanted to know...needed to know. Was Bill wearing a condom? Or was he one ejaculation away from potentially knocking Morgan up?

When Janelle excused herself for a moment to freshen up in the washroom, you took the chance to try to find out. You'd be able to tell just by spotting the box if it was open or not...

Sneaking over to the stairs, you descended quietly, soon hearing the obvious sounds of Bill's hips slapping against Morgan's as he pounded her from behind. You could hear sounds of pleasure coming from both of them, neither even trying to keep the noises to themselves.

Your pants felt tight with an uncontrollable lust as you made it halfway down the stairs and started trying to peek around for the condom box.

Rather than spotting it though, you noticed Morgan bent over the pool table, Bill fucking her hard from behind. You couldn't look away, and just stared at the way the two of them were going at it, both obviously too into it to hear your quiet footsteps on the stairs.

Your mind swam with jealousy, anger and an intense arousal, and it took you some time to realize how dangerous your current spot was...if either Morgan or Bill turned their head even a little, they'd spot you right away...