The Weekend

So we think the secret might be out, we keep getting asked 'who are all these new friends you are seeing and how come they are all so hot?' we tell our flatmates that they are PT's that we have met in the industry. Anyway a young married couple came over, one flatmate was away, but the other was hovering around, cramping our style and generally being a fifth wheel. We went out for breakfast and when we came back the flatmate was gone, was she working today or at UNI could she have just popped to the shops? We were sure, she was gone for the day.

The play started kissing on the bed, undressing, touching, licking, bodies, arms, legs, my god this new young lover she is passionate, and she makes so much noise, she tells me that my cock feels great inside her, she tells me that my body is pushing against her clit, she moans and groans and cries outs, bucking underneath me.
We all finish, and laugh, we giggle and whisper, talks of showers and sleepiness.
Suddenly the downstairs door bedroom door shuts, footsteps all around. tickling of text messages from below.
Our flatmate had been home, she walked around as we all huddled under the blanket in our bedroom not making a sound.  She left, and we all dressed, they giggled and kissed us goodbye.
Our flatmate returned that evening and eyed us both as we ate dinner together.  She never did get the guts to ask us. But hey, a secret only exists to be heard. Perhaps one day she'll get the guts to ask :P
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