It took me a minute to remember where I was. It was our friends' last night before they moved away. We - the four of us - had spent the evening at their house, drinking and reminiscing. We hadn't known them long - Greg had been on a year's contract where I work and we'd become friends. Now they were off, moving away so he could take up a permanent position with another company. Kara's job meant she could work from home. My wife worked close by so we all managed to meet up a lot and had grown really close. Greg was a pretty sound guy and Kara was gorgeous - funny, attractive and confident. We were going to miss them.
It was the early hours before we said goodnight and went to bed. It was too late to bother with a taxi so we crashed in their spare room up in the attic, like we'd done many times over the last year.
Soon, my wife was sleeping soundly. Not me, though. I'm a bad sleeper at the best of times. A lay there awake, thinking about what a hole would be left in our lived when they went. I had just started to drift off, helped by a lot of alcohol and pizza, when something woke me. I lay in the dark listening. Downstairs, I could hear the tell tale rhythmic creaking of our Greg and Kara's bed. I tried to ignore it but the creaking became a little louder and a little faster.
Then I heard Kara whimper - just audible in the still night. The creaking picked up its rhythm and she began to moan - indiscernible words and gasps. I guessed they were trying to keep it quiet but it wasn't working. Kara's moans were getting louder, more stifled. It was clear I wasn't going to get to sleep till they'd finished. I might as well enjoy it.
I'd never seen Kara naked, but I'd certainly thought about it. She always dressed well and often wore tight jeans and vests or tees that hugged her beautiful toned body. I imagined her riding him. Her small, firm breasts jumping with each thrust. Her tight red nipples between his fingers. I saw her reaching to her pussy as she straddled him. She felt his cock rubbing in and out of her hot, wet slit. Her other hand reached behind her, cupping his balls under her taught round ass.
She was moaning louder and louder. in my mind I could see her biting her lip, trying to keep control as she pushed herself down on him, rocking her hips to get him deeper inside her wet hole. I pictured her fingers moving from his balls to the base of his cock where it slid in and out of her, sticky with her juices. With her other hand, she was stroking her pussy lips, gently massaging her clit.
A wet finger moved to the bud of her anus. She circled her finger round her tight little hole, spreading her juices over her smooth skin. She was nearly at climax, gasping. She pressed her finger against her tight ass hole. Her cum helped her ease her finger inside her. As she rocked her hips, she eased her finger in and out, deeper in to her ass each time. I heard a grunt as I guessed he exploded in side her pussy, his cum running from her swollen pussy lips each time he withdrew, her finger still inserted deep in her own ass hole, her face contorted.
the creaking slowed and eventually stopped. he would be lying there next to her, exhausted. I imagined her going down on him, licking the sticky strings of cum from his cock and swallowing it down. feeling the sticky juice in her pussy with her fingers then licking them clean. I nearly came there and then. The while I had been stroking my rock hard cock as I listened and imagined, trying not to wake my wife.
With everything quiet, I tried to get to sleep, but images of Kara ran endlessly through my mind. I was so hot. The heating was on I guessed, and after alcohol and pizzas I desperately needed a glass of water. I quietly slipped from under the quilt and fumbled in the dark for my boxers and t-shirt.
The house was dark and quiet. I crept down the stairs and along the hallway, passing their room. I went down the last flight and along the hallway to the kitchen. I flicked the switch by the door. The light blinded me for second. I waited till my eyes adjusted then reached down a glass from a cupboard. I filled it with icy cold water from the tap and quickly gulped it down. I stared out of the window into the dark.
'Good idea,' a voice said behind me. I jumped.
'Jees! You nearly gave me a heart attack!' I said.
Kara had wandered in to the kitchen. She wore an oversize tee that just reached down to the top of her thighs, while the sleeves met her elbows. It left little to the imagination.
'Can't sleep?'
'No,' I replied, 'something woke me, ' I said. I smiled.
'Oh. Sorry!' She said, her face reddening a little.
she reached herself a glass from the top shelf of the cupboard. As she reached up, her t-shirt rode up her thighs revealing a tantalising glimpse of her firm round ass. I made way for her and she filled her glass from the tap.
'She looked at me over the rim as she took a sip.
'We'll miss you when we go,' she said.
'Me, too,' I replied. I thoughtfully swilled the remaining water round in my glass.
