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Victoria stood in the darkness listening to the sounds coming from behind the bedroom door. Her hosts Judy and Darrell had given her a home and a job when she desperately needed both.
She had finally worked up the courage to leave her abusive husband Christopher. When she slipped out of the house, he was sleeping on the couch, drunk and with a burning cigarette in his hand. Before she drove off, she had damaged a valve on the heating system and let the gas stream out. This act of desperation had set her on her way toward a new live. She wanted to get away as far as possible. So she drove as long as she could keep her beautiful green eyes open and as long as she was able to put gas in the tank. When what little cash she had been able to secretly save up ran out, she took a job in a biker bar in a small town just off the highway. This is where she met Darrell, who also worked at the bar. He offered her a tiny apartment over his garage for 20 Dollars a week. She happily accepted and moved in. Darrell's young wife Judy was very pretty and seemed to be as nice as her husband. But when Victoria first set foot in the house she would call home for the coming weeks, it was quite late and after quick hellos everyone went to bed. Getting to know one another was postponed to the next day.
Victoria awoke to the unmistakable sounds of lovemaking. Without making any noises she climbed out of bed and tiptoed down the stairs from her small apartment to the living room. The sounds of Judy moaning and Darrell's heavy breathing lured her across the room. She quietly stood before the bedroom door and listened to what was going on inside.
It was hot in the living room. The humid night air drifted in through the screen door. Victoria could feel the fabric of the over-sized t-shirt, she wore as a night gown, stick to her skin. She carefully places her ear to the door and listened intently. Judy was clearly not trying to be discrete. Darrell was a lucky man from what Victoria could hear. She put a hand on the door knob and turned it carefully. The bolt clicked sharply. She froze. 'This is stupid' she silently scolded herself. She prayed that Darrell and Judy had not heard her open the door. She just stood there motionless, her hand still on the door knob and held her breath. Husband and wife were clearly too engaged with each other to have noticed her violating their privacy. The sounds of lovemaking had not stopped. Victoria's heart was racing. Her curiosity had almost gotten her pretty little butt kicked out in the street. She pushed away her anger at herself and gave the door a small push. It gave way and opened a few inches.
Inside the room was dimly lit by a single candle burning on the window sill. The yellow light of the flame let the lover's shadows dance on the walls. Victoria could clearly distinguish Judy's dark form from her husband's. Her small girlish figure cast a much smaller shadow than her tall and muscular husband did. Victoria watched the shadows move in the most erotic dance she had ever seen. She felt a long forgotten tingle in her pussy. For years she had to live without this sensation.
Christopher certainly fucked her whenever he was sober enough to get his dick hard. But that had been nothing like the passionate lovemaking Victoria witnessed now. Darrell and Judy were going at it wildly but they were in this together. Back in her old life Victoria had simply stared at the ceiling and hoped for him to finish soon. She had learned to turn her feelings off and with the help of lots of lube she was able to get through the ordeals without pain for the most part. Sex was not something she enjoyed it was something to be endured.
Back in college she had lived a totally different life. She had been quite a wild little thing. She was insatiable! She loved the company of guys as well as girls and was always up for a good and long session of skin on skin. With her red hair and pale skin she turned heads easily and finding a partner to satisfy her needs was never difficult.
Victoria focused her attention back on the two lovers in the room, pushing the memories of her time in hell with Christopher as well as her exiting college exploits aside. The scene before her eyes was just too enticing for her to waste any more time with thoughts of the past - good or bad.
Opening the door a little further, she was able to step inside. Still being careful she move very slowly and hid in the dark shadow behind a cupboard that stood right next to the door. From this hiding place she had an unobstructed view of the bed. She leaned back against the wall and slid her right hand down the front of her panties. She felt the wonderful hot moisture she had almost forgotten about. She let her fingers explore the soft flesh of her freshly shaved pussy. It felt so good to open up her labia and letting a finger slip inside. She moved it round a bit to get it wet and slippery. She then proceeded to massage her clit, letting her wet finger move in tiny circles around her little pleasure button. With her other hand she started to massage her breasts through the fabric of her shirt. She could feel her hard nipples crowing her small but firm breasts. She loved watching people having sex and playing with herself as she did so. Her body felt like it was waking up from a long sleep. She shuddered with delight as her hands touched her most intimate places. She wanted to be naked. She burned to be right there in the bed with Darrell and Judy. She longed to join them in their ecstasy. She began to breath deeper and deeper as she pleasured herself, never taking her eyes of the beautiful couple on the bed.