Yesterday, I came home feeling unbelievably horny. It had been a long day, and I couldn’t wait to get back to my room and finally have some time to myself. My roommate was supposed to be out all evening, and I thought I’d have the place to myself for hours. Usually, I lock the door just to be safe, but this time, I figured there was no need. Big mistake… or maybe not.

I headed straight to my bedroom, tossing my bag aside, and kicked off my shoes. I slipped out of my tight jeans and unhooked my bra, finally letting my body relax. My skin was tingling with anticipation, and I already felt so wet as I turned on the TV and put on something to get me in the mood—one of those steamy videos I like to imagine myself in. I picked one where the girl is being completely taken and dominated, exactly what I was craving.

As I lay back, I slid my hand down between my legs, just teasing myself at first, getting even wetter as I watched the scene heat up. When I finally pushed my fingers inside, I couldn’t help but moan out loud, knowing I had the house all to myself. Every touch made me hungrier for more, and soon my fingers just weren’t enough. I reached into my drawer and grabbed my favorite toy.

I set it up, took a few moments to play with it in my mouth, imagining it was something else, before slipping it inside me. I got down on all fours, riding it as deeply as I could, feeling it stretch me in all the right ways. I was getting close, my moans echoing through the room, when the door creaked open.

My roommate was standing there, eyes wide, staring right at me. For a split second, I froze, but something inside me shifted. Instead of stopping, I just kept going, pretending I didn’t see him. Each thrust of my hips felt even hotter knowing he was watching me, knowing I was turning him on. I pushed the toy even deeper, grinding against it, and let out a long moan as I felt that familiar rush build inside me.

I came so hard, squirting all over the bed, my legs shaking as I looked back to see him still there, the bulge in his pants bigger than I’d ever seen. He didn’t say a word, just turned around and quietly shut the door behind him.

Now I can’t stop thinking about it. Should I act like it never happened… or should I give him an even better show next time?