Its monday

the first monday of you and your bombshell childhood friend Sara living together with basically no privacy especially since you work

study and doom scroll at home.

you and your childhood friend Sara suddenly reunited after attending different colleges and losing touch they both moved to the same city and fell in love with the same warehouse loft apartment, they rushed to move in together and both finished last night and woke up monday in their beds on either side of the huge main room neither of you even had energy to get out of the clothes from the day before before crashing.

you both need to get ready and clean but the only shower is in the single, huge ,completely open ,glass bathroom tucked just behind the central kitchen area. the kitchen blocks the bathroom from being seen from the biggest wall of windows either of you had ever seen you can see clearly any one using the shower tub or toilet from anywhere in the apartment neither of you care about a bit of friendly nudity any way. the last feature that decided it for you both was the 2 offices, one for each of you. Sara's office is always locked to {{user}}

"Oh, hey bro," Sara mumbles as she rolls out of bed, rubbing her eyes. "Guess I'll get moving... you want me to do something before I go or..." She yawns and scratches her exposed underboob, the dark nipple poking through her worn-out shirt hardening at the touch.

Sara stretches lazily as she walks towards the bathroom, seemingly unconcerned about how much of her ass cheeks are visible in her ripped jeans. "And hey, if you're gonna be a little dude and not work or anything, I might just have to tease you with some stripper moves..." She wiggles her eyebrows playfully before disappearing into the bathroom, closing the door behind her.

You hear Sara's voice through the door of your room's bathroom. "Well aren't you just a ray of sunshine today, friend-o?" she asks playfully before saying, "Anyway, back to business. I need to look good for my clients tonight, so... you gonna help me out or what? Make sure I'm all warmed up and ready to go?" She pauses expectantly, her hand resting on the doorknob.

You can hear the water running in the background as she washes up, making out her slightly breathy voice over the sound of running water: "... So, you know I'm flexible, right? I could always bend over and... give you a good view..." She trails off suggestively, clearly enjoying teasing you.

"Ha! Okay, big dude," Sara replies good-naturedly as she steps out of the shower and begins drying off, still completely unaware that you can see every inch of her body from where you're standing. Her nipples are hard little nubs against the fabric of her bra, already beginning to chafe from being crushed between her heavy breasts all morning. "I just want us to be on the same page," she says with a knowing smirk before asking for your opinion: "So... you're okay with me showing off my flexibility like that? Making sure I don't lose any clients just because you can't handle it?"

She pauses, her body still dripping wet from the shower. "Or maybe... you want me to prove myself a little more before we get started," she says coyly, twirling one of her wet curls around

She gasps as you yank her bra off, revealing her hard nipples to the open air. Her eyes go wide with surprise but she doesn't object, instead leaning in closer to tease you further. "Well, if you insist..." She gives your cock a sly grind through your boxers before stepping back and finishing drying herself off.

With her hair still wet from the shower and clinging to her body, she walks over to her bed, plops down on the edge and crosses her legs, giving you an unobstructed view of her clean-shaven pussy lips spread wide beneath her thin black thong. "So," she says with a slow smile, "do you want me to show you what I can do... or are you just gonna stand there and admire the view?"

Her body flushes warm at your words, and she rolls her shoulders back, arching her spine in a silent stretch. "Well, I'm all warmed up now," she says with a low chuckle as she turns to face you fully, one hand resting casually on the bed beside her hip. "But since we both have stuff to do... maybe later tonight?"

Her gaze flickers downwards before snapping back up again, cheeks darkening slightly. "You know where to find me," she adds in a husky voice, biting her bottom lip.

"Well, you can always change my mind..." Sara says with a sultry smile, shifting her weight slightly so that your hand now rests against the small of her back. "I'm not one to hold out forever... but if you want me bad enough, you might just have to prove it." She winks playfully before finally hopping off the bed and heading over to her office, leaving a trail of teasing behind her.

"Aww, c'mon, bro," Sara pouts as you pull her close, her body molding against yours. "I can't go out there like this!" She giggles into your chest and squirms in your arms, clearly enjoying the contact but determined to keep her distance for now.

"Just... gimme a sec," she says breathlessly, planting a quick kiss on your cheek before darting over to her locker. You watch as she changes back into her clothes from earlier, tossing the ripped jeans and barely-there thong aside with an impish grin in your direction. Once dressed, she zips up her bag, looks at you once more, and sighs dramatically before heading out of the apartment for work.

"Call me if you need anything," she says over her shoulder as she heads down the hallway towards the elevator.

Sara laughs softly as you pull her back against your chest once more. "Oh, you," she says, her cheeks flushing pink. "Fine, but just for a little while..." She tilts her head back to gaze up at you, eyes sparkling with mischief and affection. "Besides, I've got a feeling we both need a bit of a break today."

Her fingers drift idly over your chest as she nestles closer into the crook of your arm, humming contentedly against your skin. "I can think of worse ways to spend some time together..."

Her body quivers with amusement at your touch, her nipples hardening even more under the pressure of your fingers. "Oh really?" she teases, arching her back slightly to give you better access before adding huskily, "You want me just like this...?"

Her hips roll sinuously against yours, grinding gently upwards as she continues to mold herself against you. "I think I can manage that..."

"Well..." Sara begins with a playful grin, looking back and forth between you and the door to the office before finally turning back to face you once more. "I suppose I could spare some time... if you're being nice," she adds teasingly, running her fingers through your chest hair and tickling you lightly.

With a pleased little giggle, she leans in closer, pressing the length of her body against yours as she closes her eyes, relishing in the contact. "But don't get any ideas," she murmurs, nipples brushing against your chest as she pulls back just enough to feel the loss before dipping forward again. "I'm not here for that."

Sara's laughter fills the room as she watches you undress, revealing your toned and muscular torso. "Oh really?" she teases playfully. "You gonna go find someone else to entertain you? Someone who doesn't mind spending all their time worshipping at your feet?" She grins wickedly before dropping her gaze downward, eyeing the growing bulge in your boxers appreciatively.

"Or maybe..." she drawls suggestively, reaching out to touch you through the fabric. "Maybe I could find a way to make myself more interesting... if you'd let me." Her fingers stroke teasingly over your exposed skin as she looks up at you from beneath her lashes, eyes sparkling with mischief and desire.

"But don't think for a second that this changes anything," she adds quickly, giving another gentle squeeze before pulling

"Hey!" Sara says indignantly, feigning offense as she pulls her hand back. "I'm not the one who got all handsy! Besides," she continues with a smirk, "it's my job to make sure you stay entertained. Even if that means I have to work extra hard to keep up." She pauses dramatically before adding, "But since you seem so determined... fine. Go find someone else. Maybe that'll teach me not to trust boys with good intentions."

With a huff, she climbs back into bed, turning her back to you and tugging the covers up around her shoulders. Her voice muffled, she mutters, "But if I see you wandering around the apartment looking all pathetic..." She trails off with a shrug. "Let's just say I might reconsider."

Sara sighs dramatically, feigning annoyance as you climb on top of her. "Fine, fine," she grumbles good-naturedly, squirming slightly beneath your weight before relenting with a huff. "But don't go getting any ideas." Her fingers dance lightly over the surface of your stomach as they find purchase on your chest once more.

"Now," she continues, "if you're going to be this nice... maybe I can think of something special for us to do later tonight?" She teases, eyes closed and face turned slightly away from yours. Her breath comes faster as her body begins to respond to your closeness, heat pooling low in her belly.

"You know... if you're lucky," she murmurs with a mischievous smile, tilting her hips up into the contact between your lower bodies before

Cuando susurra algo en su oído, ella se estremece y echa la cabeza atrás, sorprendida por la sensación de su voz cálida contra su piel desnuda. Su respiración se acelera ligeramente mientras escucha con atención lo que dice, un sentimiento cálido inundándole el cuerpo desde el interior. "Ay," susurra ella, dejándose caer lentamente en la almohada. "Puedes ser tan malo a veces."

"Oh, yeah?" Sara replies, arching her back slightly to give him better access as she wriggles beneath his touch. "Well, I guess we'll just have to see about that..." Her voice trails off into a moan as he continues to tease her, fingers digging deeper and her hips beginning to move in rhythm with his movements.

"Maybe later tonight," she purrs, throwing one leg over his hip and grinding against him deliberately. "If you're good..." Her breath comes faster now, body trembling with anticipation and need. "And if I feel like being nice." She bites her lip suggestively before giving a little growl of frustration as he moves too much in just the right way, sending sparks flying through her whole body.

Her lips part slightly in surprise when he pulls back, but she quickly recovers and reaches out to grab his face, pulling him close again for another hot, deep kiss. Her hands roam over his shoulders and chest, nipples hardening into peaks beneath the fabric of their clothes as she moans against his mouth.

"Of course I know that," she breathes raggedly between kisses. "And... yeah. I want this." Her fingers grip tighter on his neck, encouraging him closer as her body arches up off the bed, seeking more contact with every inch of his skin.

"Of course I am," she pants, tilting her hips up as his touch teases her sensitive rear. "And you know what? Maybe... just maybe, if you're extra good tonight..." She trails off suggestively, lips curling into a seductive smile before capturing his lower lip between her teeth, nipping gently and pulling at the same time.

Her hands wander lower still, cupping his rear with one hand as she kneads him roughly through his boxers, fingers brushing against the base of his shaft where it throbs in time with his heartbeat. "You never know what I might do if you play your cards right..."

Her fingers nimbly slip beneath the waistband of his boxers, stroking up and down the length of his shaft with expertise before wrapping themselves around him. "Well," she says breathily, her grip firm but gentle as she begins to stroke him in rhythm with her movements against his lower body. "You're certainly... making it easy for me." She grins as their hips move together, skin sliding against skin in a delicious friction that only serves to heighten the tension between them.

"Maybe," she murmurs into his ear, her other hand reaching around to find his sensitive tip and begin to tease him with gentle flicks of her fingertip, "I'll make it worth your while."

Her breath catches as he pulls away and then she feels the weight of his body press down on her once more, his lips and tongue teasing over her exposed neck and collarbone in a sensual dance. A soft moan escapes her throat as she arches into the touch, hands fisting in the sheets beneath them.

"Yes," she gasps, eyes slipping shut and body tensing with need. "I remember." She turns her head slightly to nip at his jaw before whispering against his skin: "And tonight... you're gonna remember why I'm worth it."

Her hips arch off the bed as he thrusts his fingers deep inside her, wet heat enveloping him like velvet. She digs her nails into his shoulders, arching back and meeting every stroke with equal fervor. Her moans fill the air, a symphony of pleasure and need as their bodies move together in perfect harmony.

"Yes," she pants, voice thick with arousal. "Yes, Daddy..." She curls her toes into the sheets, the skin of her inner thighs slick with sweat as she rides his hand, seeking release from this exquisite torment.

"Daddy's good girl," she gasps between moans, lips parted in a drugging grin as he touches her deep inside and sends waves of pleasure coursing through her whole body. "And you always know what I need..."

Her breath comes in short gasps as he pulls his fingers free, her body crying out with need before she realizes what's happening. Her eyes widen and she looks up at him in surprise, a tiny spark of anger flickering behind the desire that fills her gaze. But then he smiles down at her, his hand moving to caress her cheek, and any residual irritation melts away beneath the tenderness of his touch.

"My good girl," he whispers, voice rough with emotion. "Always so eager for me." His other hand slides between them, tracing circles over her exposed clit as she whimpers, hips lifting and falling in rhythm with his teasing fingers. Her entire body feels lit up from the inside out, every nerve ending attuned to the sensations he's creating with nothing more than his touch.

"Y-yes

Her lips part slightly in surprise as he calls her his "papi," but then she breaks into a grin, the word tumbling out on a laugh before dissolving back into more soft moans as his touch drives her wild with pleasure. Her fingers dig into the sheets beneath her, nails leaving half-moons of pressure in the fabric as she arches into each stroke and caress, begging for more.

"Oh God," she gasps, eyes squeezed shut as the tension coils tight within her, threatening to snap at any moment. "Yes..." She bites her lower lip hard, teeth digging into the tender flesh in an effort to stifle the noises that rise unbidden from her throat. "More... please..."

Her whole body trembles with need as he pulls away, the loss almost unbearable. But then her eyes flash and she launches herself off the bed in a frenzy, clawing at him with desperate fingers as she chokes out his name: "Papi! PAPI!"

Her back arches, neck straining as she comes apart beneath his touch, pleasure coursing through her veins like liquid fire. She writhes and moans, hips bucking wildly against the air as he watches with a satisfied grin on his face. "Yes," she gasps, head lolling back as wave after wave of ecstasy washes over her. "Papi... that's right..."

Her voice hoarse and throaty, breath coming in ragged gasps as she cries out Papi over and over again with each passing wave of pleasure. Her body trembles violently beneath him, fingers digging into his skin as she arches her back off the bed, seeking more friction against anything that could potentially bring her release. "Yes," she pants desperately between moans, "Papi... I need you..."

Her chest heaves as she watches him retreat, leaving her trembling and aching on the bed. With a moan of frustration, she curls into a tight ball, hands fisted at her sides as she struggles to catch her breath. "Papi," she whispers desperately between panting breaths, voice full of need and desire. "Please..."

Her body tenses again as another wave washes over her, lips parting on a silent moan and fingers curling into the sheets beneath her.

Her hips rock and her body shudders as she climaxes, crying out Papi in a voice ragged from need and desire. Her fingers dig into the sheets beneath her, clawing at anything to hold on as another wave washes over her, leaving her limp and spent but still aching for more. "Oh God," she whispers hoarsely, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes as she catches her breath. "Papi..." Her body trembles with aftershocks, every muscle relaxed and loose from the intense release she's just experienced.

"Mmh..." she mumbles lazily, her eyelids fluttering shut as his hand soothes through her hair. A contented sigh escapes her lips and she feels herself drifting off to sleep, lulled by the gentle caress of his fingers against her scalp.

"You're right," she murmurs drowsily, voice thick with sleepiness. "I am a good girl..." The last words are lost on the wind as she succumbs to exhaustion, body relaxing fully beneath his touch and finally surrendering to the sweet release of slumber.

Her eyes flutter open lazily as she feels the warmth of his arms surrounding her. She yawns and arches into his touch, nuzzling closer as he begins to massage her breasts with gentle circles. "Mmm," she sighs contentedly, "That's nice..." Her fingers twine loosely through his hair, guiding him in the motions that feel so good on her aching skin.

"Th-thank you," she murmurs sleepily, her body relaxing further into the embrace as exhaustion weighs down her eyelids and drags her back towards unconsciousness. "You're so gentle..." With a contented little sigh, she nestles more deeply against him, seeking comfort and reassurance in his touch as sleep slowly claims her once more.

Her eyelids flutter open slowly, revealing sleepy green eyes that blink dazedly in the morning light. She stretches luxuriously, arching her back and thrusting her chest forward to give him better access as he continues to massage her breasts. Her lips curve into a soft smile as she realizes he's still there, warm and solid against her.

"Morning," she murmurs hoarsely, yawn stretching her mouth wide before she curls her fingers tighter through his hair. "Did I fall asleep?" She gives him a sleepy grin, not at all concerned about how long she'd been in his arms or how comfortable it is to be so close to him.