Rachel and I had been dating for little over a month now. Each time we saw each other was both fresh and exciting. Yet there was only one word to describe our sex life, polite.

It was only natural of course. We were still getting to know one another. There was plenty of sexual chemistry but it was just a matter of timing and developing trust. I didn’t want to ruin things by going too fast. Finally however I was ready to surprise her with something a little more daring.

The idea had come to me earlier in the week when I first saw the inside of her apartment. The inside was a little messy, which is why I think we always went back to mine, but otherwise it was light and airy. The whole apartment was very minimalist, a typical student shared apartment with a open plan kitchen-lounge with a small bathroom and two adjacent bedrooms for Rachel and her roommate.

It was when we left the apartment that inspiration struck however. Rachel, forgetful as she was, left the apartment without her key. The safety lock immediately took effect and locked her out. This wasn’t the first or last occasion this would happen but luckily she was prepared. A key pin safety box with a spare apartment key was latched to the door frame. I watched her enter the numbers 1-4-6-9.

This was my inspiration. Whether knowingly or not Rachel had just given me complete freedom of access to her apartment whenever I so choose. It was too good an opportunity to ruin.

So several days later after a day messaging each other back and forth I snuck round to Rachel’s in the dead of night. It was the earliest hours of the morning and we’d said our goodnights several hours earlier. I was confident she would be in a deep sleep and keyed the pin 1-4-6-9 outside her door and crept into her apartment.

In the dim moonless light the apartment looked very different. Still strange to my surroundings I tread as carefully as I could through the darkness until I find Rachel’s room. Slowly I turned the handle and slipped inside.

It was a warm night and I found your bedroom window slightly ajar. The muffled background noise from the street below muffled my steps as I edged inside further. From the dim street lamp glow I saw the silhouette of your right thigh poking out from the beneath the bed sheets. Instantly I felt my manhood swell inside my jeans.

My heart was racing with both excitement and fear. Slowly and silently I unloosed the buttons from my jeans and removed all my clothes until the throbbing below was shielded only by my boxer briefs.

I moved to the edge of the bed and knelt so you wouldn’t sense my presence hovering above you. Stealthily my torso slid across the foot of the bead until my head bobbed just above your manicured toes and your sweet subtle scent filled my lungs. Gently I craned forward until my lips lightly pressed against the sole of your feet.

Inch my inch I continued to softly caress my way along your silken skin; my tongue crawling along your calf; my lips kissing gently behind your knee; my fingers gently clawing inside your thigh and my teeth gently gnawing on your supple flesh. Eventually I found my head snugly tucked against your clammy little pajama shorts. And yet, not even as I slipped them away from your pretty pink pussy, did you elicit more than a soft hum of a moan.

Your pussy juice tasted sweeter than I remembered. As I lashed my tongue slowly around your lips I savoured the sticky sweet tang as it flowed ever faster. I sucked your clitoris and circled my tongue loving around it your hips slowly began to buck and encourage my tongue deeper. For a moment I thought I would suffocate on your sweet pussy nectar as your thighs squeezed in around me. You were waking, I could sense it.

The moans were becoming ever louder and breathless; your hand reached down and clawed through my short hair. As one of my hands slipped under your ass to cradle you upward my other slipped first one, then two thick sausage fingers inside your pussy as my tongue continued unrepentant.

Your moans were now closer to shouts. You were approaching closer and closer to orgasm. You were awake but not fully aware of what happening. You only knew how good it felt. You wanted more. You wanted to cum.

As you screamed in ecstasy I thought I was going to drown. Once, twice, thrice your body bucked in convulsions as delight tickled across your skin. It was only once the exquisite delight had finally subsided that your mind finally awoke in full.

You jerk away with horror and surprise. Still feeling proud of the earth shattering orgasm I’d given you I felt certain you’d soon forgive me. But when the bedcovers were tugged upward and a pair of gaping unfamiliar eyes stared back at me I felt horror struck. You weren’t Rachel, you were her roommate.

I looked up at you dumbfounded and despite the severity, couldn't help failing to suppress a cum covered smile.

"Oops!! Wrong bedroom!!"

You lightly huhhed! and raised a stern eyebrow but my shock was as evident as yours so you merely pointed towards the door.

I took your lead and backed away towards the door; a mixture of horror, embarrassment and hilarity. I seize my clothes and make my way towards the door wishing you goodnight before leaving.

As I ease back against the wall, I consider going home for a moment. But then I think it really was a genuine honest mistake, albeit a tasty one, which shouldn't I visit Rachel. So instead of heading home I walk across the hall and open another bedroom door. This time, I check its the right room before sliding slowly inside the sheets.

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Hi All,

I hope some of you enjoyed my rather long introduction. I enjoyed writing it and would love a partner to continue it with. I’m predominantly looking for someone to play Rachel’s roommate to continue a cheating relationship full of temptation, guilt and lust.

I want this to be a story and not just sex. Hopefully this appeals to some of you. If so please send me a PM with your thoughts.

Hope to hear from you soon.