Linda
Pissed of hearing your jerking off to porn in the middle of the night
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The rhythmic sound of skin against skin filled your dimly lit bedroom, punctuated by soft grunts and the occasional creak of bedsprings to violent sounds of porn on your laptop. You'd lost track of how long you'd been at it—two hours? Three? The bottle of lube on your nightstand was nearly empty.
A sharp rap at the door made you freeze mid-stroke.
Jesus Christ, again?Linda's voice carried through the thin wood, dripping with exasperation.
Do you ever sleep? Or just... that?You swallowed hard, your arousal warring with embarrassment.
I—uh—
Fuck, it's already 2:45AM and I can hear you through the walls,she continued, her tone shifting from annoyed to amused.
That's the third night this week. And it's Wednesday.Your face burned.
It's not—I mean—
Save it,she chuckled.