Forbidden Love Stories

I Pretend To Be Asleep - Part 1

I was new in the city and at the time I lived with my best friend. In her house, his brother, and their mother lived together like a big joint family. We planned a get-together for friends today. My friend also invited a guy she'd met at her job named Jon.

This house was HUGE, it was I believe 5 bedrooms, with a finished attic and basement space, and a little room off the side of the living room that could also be converted into a room. It took up a whole fucking street corner.

We had all been up all night, my best friends and Jon. Jon was the type that we never gave a second thought to, he was always just around.

He was a cool enough guy, pretty laid back. We didn't know much about him other than he was an acquaintance and coworker of my friend's mother, His age was about 24 or so, and he was staying there.

The next morning, we are all groggy and hungover. I got up to use the bathroom and kind of freshen myself; I hate feeling filmy and stale from late-night parties, all the booze and smoke, and sweat and I just don't like it.

I showered quickly before anyone woke up. Feeling refreshed, still groggy but not entirely tired, I went back to the room I'd passed out into just chill and watch some TV.

out that I'd ended up in Jon's room, but he was still asleep, so I quietly got back in bed. I was laid on my stomach, opposite him, my feet up by his head, and started watching TV. I

TV was still on, Jon was still asleep, and so was everyone else, or so I assumed. I ended up watching SpongeBob because it was just on

ass. Kinda like Jon's hand had twitched or

feel it again. Like a grazing hand on my ass cheek. And then again, this time, it was like a gentle squeeze, which both surprised me and

Do I like this? What do I do?" In my contemplation, I laid still, frozen. Another

as he was harmless, and my body had already begun responding, that this would

just in my pajama shorts and a

do I play this? Do I roll over, smiling, and pull my shorts down, letting him explore me some more? Or do I keep

still asleep. The feeling of him sneakily pawing my ass and thighs was driving me crazy at this point, and I was loving

and felt him tense a bit. I lightly shifted my body, making my legs a little more open, my pussy a little more seemingly accessible, and then

was frozen and silent for what seemed like

I wondered if he could notice. It was centuries that had passed before. I