“Ummm… if you need warmer blanket or something, just knock on the door and we’ll switch… it gets a little cold in the apartment late at night and I can always just wear something warmer and use the blanket you’re using now, no big deal… just let me know if you want to do that…” you ramble on.
“Well, I wouldn’t want you to be cold either, if we just switched blankets… I guess if I get cold I’ll just have to slip in to bed with you… that would be completely innocent. I mean, if it’s just so we can both be warm…” Julie’s voice sounds strained by the battle of guilt and rationalization.
“Yeah, that’s true, I mean, just sleeping wouldn’t be a crime, my bed is really big…” you mumble, while your face gets red hot.
“Well, maybe I should just do that then. If it’s a big bed, there’s nothing really wrong with that…” Julie says, sliding off of the couch.
She walks towards your bedroom door, and you can see her more clearly as she steps in to the dim light coming from your bedroom. You can see the outline of her breasts swaying slightly through the fabric, and your sweatpants sitting low on her hips. The slight erection you had in the shower which had gone down for a moment was now a raging hard-on that you tried to hide as best you could.
The two of you slide under your blanket and don’t say anything else, but you aren’t able to sleep at all. You lie on your back, feeling paralyzed by the urge to just adjust yourself a little closer to the very warm body lying a foot away. Julie totally fails to do the same, and while rolling from her back on to her side she manages to brush her hand against your side momentarily. Then she moves it back so that the back of her hand is resting half on your t-shirt and half on your skin. Just that little bit of contact breaks the ice, and you let your hand drift over to where her pelvic bone is jutting out over the top of your sweatpants. You run your hand along her skin a little bit, and her hand moves up from your side on to your stomach.
Before you know it, she is lying with a leg draped over yours and the two of you are making out with total abandon. She flips up on top of you so that she’s straddling you, and pulls off her shirt then pulls off yours. She leans forward so that the blanket is draped over her and her nipples lightly brush your chest while you make out. Your hands run all over her body, lightly squeezing her breasts and then running down to her hips, sliding under her sweatpants so you can grab hold of her ass. The two of you awkwardly slide her sweatpants off while you take one of her breasts in to your mouth, running your tongue around her nipple.
Once you both have your clothes off, Julie goes back to straddling you. You run two fingers along her slit, rubbing her clit lightly, and then slowly pull her hips down until your dick is completely buried. Your grind your hips together for a moment before she starts bouncing on top of you. You manage to hold out as best you can, but luckily, after a few minutes you can feel her squeezing your hips with your legs, and clenching all of the muscles in her body as she has an orgasm.
“Oh… ohh… my god, that was incredible, but don’t cum in me please, here, wait…” Julie says.
She quickly extricates herself from you and then slides down so that she’s lying on your legs completely covered by the blanket and takes your dick in her mouth. She immediately starts rapidly bobbing her head up and down and it doesn’t take long at all for you to feel your balls tighten. She takes you as deeply in her mouth as she can as you go off. After the initial spurt, she withdraws slowly, licking her way up your cock as she goes. She emerges from under the blanket smiling like the Cheshire cat.
“Wow… well… we should NOT have done that… but now that we have, we should definitely do it again before we get up,” says Julie collapsing with her head on your shoulder and her hand on your deflated cock.
You both fall asleep quickly and don’t wake up until the morning. You don’t actually wake up until Julie is already getting out of the shower. She walks back in to your room and throws the towel on a chair and then throws herself in to bed with you.
“Well, thanks for letting me sleep on your couch, Robert, that was awfully nice of you. Maybe the next time I come visit my sister I’ll come use your couch again, if that would be alright,” Julie said holding your shaft in her land lightly, “in the meanwhile I should go downstairs early or they’ll get suspicious. I’ll be sure to tell Meryl that you were a perfect gentleman.”
“Well, I wouldn’t want our indiscretion to hurt her feelings, but I’ll probably feel too guilty to really pursue that now. Thanks though,” you say, feeling a real rush of guilt.
Unfortunately, your prediction turns out to be correct. You feel guilty enough that you can’t bring yourself to call her and make plans down the line. From then on, you see her around the building from time to time and both of you exchange pleasantries, but your guilt always makes it impossible for you to really pursue her further.
So, as Julie leaves the apartment, you’re back at square one with one day of your vacation in the past.
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