When I'm home alone, sometimes I get a little curious. My parents got a deal not long ago and decided to get a cable package with more channels than I knew existed. It took me a while and a lot of channel surfing, but I came across about 5 channels that were porn. I've never been into that sort of a thing, but I have to admit, knowing it was there made me want to watch it when it was convenient. So I started to. It wasn't like I was obsessed with it or anything, but it definitely turned me on. Watching those movies made me feel stupid, but I also felt a warm burning down through my body.
It was one of those afternoons when there was a knock at the door. I'd been home alone for about an hour and had found my way to the porn channel. I was sitting with one leg up, gently rubbing myself over my underwear beneath my skirt, feeling the warm wetness, and just watching. The knock was unexpected, but not necessarily unwelcome. I made sure to change the channel before I got up and answered the front door.
"Oh hey Brandon." It was my brother's friend from college. They were home for winter break and Brandon lived not far from here. We'd gotten used to seeing him around the house the last couple of years. "Hey Lanie. Matt home?"
"He went out a couple of hours ago actually. Not sure when he'll be back. Did you text him?"
"Yeah he said he was on his way back from the island. I thought he'd beat me."
"He probably went far out. He's got some friends that live all the way out in Suffolk. Might be a little while."
He stood at the door thinking.
"You want to come in though? You're welcome to wait." I shrugged. He thought a little bit more and stepped inside.
He made his own way to the den and sat on the couch. I saw that I'd left it on a sitcom marathon. Perfect. "You want anything to eat or drink?" He shook his head, so I sat down on the couch where I had been sitting, which was next to where he was now. We watched, perfectly content for a few minutes before the commercial break. Then Brandon went to change the channel. "You mind?"
I shook my head that I didn't. He went to press the Channel Up button and I saw his finger slip and hit the Last button. I cringed as the TV changed from a life insurance commercial to an underside shot of a cock in someone's ass. We didn't move for a few seconds that felt like eternity, and then Brandon hit the Off button. There was silence. I didn't know what to say. There was no saying it was me, technically, but I was positive that I was beet red.
"How 'bout some water," he said, willing to be the first to say something. I had missed my opportunity to act like I had no idea what porn was doing on the TV. "Sure." I said, but didn't move. My hands were on my knees and I was looking at my feet. "Actually, you know what? I can get it..." And he moved to get up. "I found it a couple weeks ago. It's just there, you know?" I felt like an idiot saying it. It seemed like the wrong thing. My cheeks were so hot, I felt like they were burning off.
He sat back down and started laughing. "It's pretty hot," he said finally," I just didn't know girls were into that." Shows what kind of college experience he was having. "I can't speak for the whole gender, but... I don't know" He nudged me with his shoulder. "Don't worry about it. I'm not scandalized okay." I nodded, completely mortified. After a beat, he said "Should I turn it back on?"
Our eyes met for the first time since the channel had changed. I didn't answer, but he turned it on anyway. I felt incredibly awkward, but he sat back on the couch. It took me a few minutes, but I started to relax a little. Watching the screen, I started to feel wet again. My heart started racing, feeling him next to me. He was good looking. Of course I had noticed. But he was my brother's friend and we were on my den couch. Watching porn, mind.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him discreetly trying to readjust himself. I sat back on the couch too. I felt his eyes on me a few times, just for a brief second each time. "This is hot," he said again. I nodded. I wasn't sure which I wanted more, to touch myself or him. I was pondering the pros and cons when I felt his hand on my knee. I froze, but my eyes met his and he took that as encouragement. He leaned toward me to kiss me. I couldn't stop it, but by the time I felt his lips on mine, I was reciprocating. My lips parted, allowing his tongue entrance to my mouth.
He broke away and look straight into my eyes. "You're beautiful. I've always thought so." I wasn't sure if he was just saying that, but I was so turned on, that all I could think about was what the rest of him would feel like. The sounds of the TV kept going, moans and screams that got louder a softer. I brought him back into a kiss, breathing deeply. His hand started moving slowly up my right thigh. I moved that leg slightly up onto the cushion and leaned back a little, bringing him with me into a half-sitting, half-laying position.