Welcome to the continuation of Parker's Adventures. Last we left off,
Parker left the Royal Diamond club and got himself ready for the drive home. Back to his dull, boring life of work, home and sleep. At least, that's what he's expecting.
On my way back home I manage to stay at only one more hotel. If my body was in better condition I might've tried to push it. I've still got a couple days before I'm due back at work, but there are things I need to do at home.
Ibuprofen coupled with ten hours sleep and minimal activity have me arriving at home feeling almost back to normal. Lynn's car is in the driveway when I pull up. I hadn't expected her to be at the house for a few more hours since it's only 3:00 p.m.
Walking through the front door I'm expecting to hear music or the TV on. What I find is a dark, quiet house. Not sure what to make of it, I lock the door behind me and walk into the living room.
"Lynn?" I call out, but there's no response. Shrugging my shoulders I decide to throw my clothes in the wash, and turn toward the garage to do so, but a noise stops me. Dropping my duffel bag next to the couch my hand touches the knife clipped to my pocket.
There's another noise, but I can't figure out what it is. Hearing it again I determine its coming from one of the bedrooms. Slowly creeping through the kitchen I come to the hallway where the two smaller rooms are. Lynn's bedroom is on the other side of the house and that door was closed. With my knife in hand, blade still closed, I take a step down the hall.
The two doors on the right, the bathroom and office, are closed. My bedroom door to the left is open. Now that I'm this close I can hear the noise more clearly, and I'm shocked it's coming from my room.
There's a little bit of light coming from the closed curtains, since they aren't black out curtains I can see enough. Laying on my bed, Lynn is completely naked, a buzzing noise accompanied by a moan here and there tells me exactly what's going on. I lean against the door frame, keeping as much of me hidden as I can, only one eye peeking around the frame to watch.
In the dim light her dark hair looks black instead of red and its spread out over my pillows. Her pale skin a direct contrast to my black sheets, I watch as her huge breasts heave with heavy breathing. Those pale nipples stare back at me as I imagine what it'd be like to taste them.
One of Lynn's hands comes up to her breasts, as if she knew what I had been thinking, and pinches one of them. She gives a little cry as she pulls on that nipple, her other hand busy further down.
Legs are spread wide as she rubs a vibrator along her pussy, pressing the tip against her clit before plunging it deep inside. My cock is suddenly pressed up against the door jamb as I watch my roommate fuck herself, positioned in just the way she would if she had been expecting me to come home and watch. I had messaged her about twenty minutes ago that I was back and would be home soon, but she hadn't responded.
That vibrator buzzes as she slides it in and out, her other hand playing with her nipples. I can feel my mouth salivate and my dick getting harder. Could she have planned this, wanting me to catch her? Why else would she be in my bed?
Plunging that dildo all the way in, Lynn cries out as her body shakes. The orgasm grips her quietly as her movements slow. Either I'm projecting or I heard her say my name at when she came.
Flipping around I watch as Lynn gets on all fours, ass pointing out to the open door. My cock is so hard I'm tempted to take it out and slide it inside her, but I don't move. Lynn hasn't ever shown interest in me before and I certainly wouldn't want to ruin things between us.
I hear a soft click and the buzzing of the vibrator becomes louder. My eyes are glued to that fine round ass as she rubs her toy over her pussy again. Making circles around her clit she moans out again, but with her face buried in my pillow I can't make out what she says.
