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... mentioned that she’d put everything away after I left yesterday. I was curious about what she would have thought when she realised that I had seen her porn collection and toys, but I couldn’t see anything in her face. nothing! Later on the doorbell went and in came her boyfriend, He was much older than her. She introduced him to me and made us a coffee. He took an interest in the work I was doing and held on to her waist, telling me that she was his, in his hunter/gatherer way. She kissed him, passionately, very passionately. I could see him look uneasy. Obviously not comfortable with having me there. I said, “well I better get on” and quick as a flash she said to her boyfriend, “yes you better GET on” and gave him a squeeze in his croch area. They both went upstairs and I heard some music come on. It was obvious that they were going to be making love and that he wasn’t at all happy at having me in the house. I was in kitchen doing some plumbing and you could here the bed start to creak. I couldn’t stop smiling to myself to think that only yesterday I was in that same bedroom looking over her porn collection and her toys and today she’s got the real thing. Soon there was a rhythm to the bed. He was in. He was stabbing her with his dick, spreading her lips, giving to her what I want to yesterday. Lucky bastard. Then I thought, why not, I could easy sneak up and listen better, so I did. I crept the stairs and could hear her moan and groan and give her lover encouragement to go ...

... on, go on. This was so sexy. The woman who yesterday I was wanking over was feet away from me getting fucked for real. I positioned myself outside the bedroom door and I swear I could hear each sloppy push in to her he made. Then the door opened slightly, not fully, hardly at all, but now I could hear everything. I could hear him panting, I could hear the slapping of thighs, the slippy sound of erect tissue sliding into a willing pussy. Fuck this was way more exciting than any porn mag. I wanted to get my cock out and wank it in time with him, wishing I was him, wondering if I could last better than him. Then I could hear him cry out that he was coming, which was immediately greeted with a not yet from her. "Too late" he cried and with that the bed noise stopped. I could feel the dissatisfaction from where I was. And that was outside her bedroom with a raging hard on. What if she got up - fuck - what would I do. And then my worse nightmare was realised, she did just that. I heard her push him off and get out of bed. Shit. Blind panic ran through my veins. I just bolted into the front bedroom. Hoping that I could hide there - that this situation would go away. She didn’t see me go in as she just went straight into the bathroom. I heard him shoot out after her that he was sorry, and she shouted back whatever. Obviously not happy. There was another exchange of words. I wondered how I could make good any escape from my bedroom hide out. With my tool belt in hand I made a bit of a ...