It started as an average Friday night with my girlfriend Sharon, and I relaxing in my dorm room. We sat on my bed pretending to play video games and making out. More accurately, Sharon played the video games while I, far too distracted by her slim figure to play myself, interrupted her with kisses.
At only 9pm my roommate Dave came back. As Dave took partying pretty seriously I was quite surprised by his early return on a Friday night. As soon as Dave sat down I was reminded of his reasons.
"Hey guys you know how I have the GRE tomorrow night."
"Ohh yah," I responded letting Sharon play her video game for the moment.
"Well I really need to get some sleep so I was hoping Sharon could sleep at her place tonight."
For the past couple months Sharon had been routinely sleeping in my bed without the slightest complaint from Dave, in fact Dave was the heaviest sleeper I have ever meet, so his request came as something of a surprise. Before I could say anything Dave continued, "I know you guys are cool whenever I bring a girl back and usually I am cool with Sharon being here but tomorrow is real important for me."
By now Sharon had quit her game and was paying full attention to the conversation. Obviously not relishing the long walk back to her dorm she spoke up. "We can be really quiet tonight."
"Yah," I seconded her, "its not like we've ever woken you up before."
"I know," responded Dave in an apologetic tone, "I feel real bad asking you this. But I know you two make noise in bed together and if I get woken up once I don't know if I will be able to make it back to sleep."
"We won't wake you up at all tonight, we'll be real quiet," I said.
"Look," Sharon said, "if we wake you up I will find somewhere else to sleep and it will be nice and quiet."
"Hell," Sharon continued well aware Dave was actually quiet a heavy sleeper, "If we actually manage to wake you up I'll come sleep in your bed the rest of the night and put you to sleep myself."
Dave paused for a second after that comment while his gaze drifted down Sharon's body. "Sleep with me like you sleep with your boyfriend?" Dave asked.
"Sure," responded Sharon never thinking this would happen, "but don't get your hopes up. You know your just being paranoid again."
True to form, despite his worries, Dave was asleep minutes after climbing into the top. With the lights off, and getting tired of video games, there wasn't much to do so soon Sharon and I had decided to go to bed as well. I stripped down and got into my bunk while I watched Sharon change into her red nightie by the glow of my monitor. Turning off the monitor and throwing the room into blackness Sharon climbed into bed next to me.
Sharon snuggled up to me with a purr of contentment and I responded with a tender kiss on her neck as we made ready to go to sleep. Sleep itself was difficult to come by, Sharon's shapely ass separated from my privates by only a thin layer of silk was far from the worlds best sleep aid. Soon the temptation of Sharon's hem line, barely an inch from indecency was too much.
I slid my hand up from its resting place on Sharon's thigh and under her nightie. Reaching forward my fingers parted the brief resistance and slid between Sharon's thighs. I heard my girlfriends breath quicken as I gently played with her labia. Before long my fingers were wet with lubrication and, to the accompaniment of a muted gasp from Sharon, I slid one deep into her body.
My internal explorations lasted only a moment before Sharon turned around to face me. I could do nothing for a moment as I returned her enthusiastic kiss but as soon as my mouth was free my fingers sought their warm home once again. Sharon was not going to let the favor go unreturned and I felt her finger tips teasingly slide over my chest. My concentration began to lapse as her hand reached my abdomen and once her fingers wrapped around my hard penis all semblance of rational thought evaporated.
Sharon began moving her hand up and down the length of my penis filling my body with ecstatic sexual energy. I reached out with my free hand to grab a bed post. My knuckles grazed something hard and plastic and I felt Sharon dive forward trying to catch whatever I had jostled but a moment later I heard a crash as it hit the floor. Immediately the loud electronic clang of my roommate's alarm filled the air and Sharon jumped up to turn it off.
Sharon yanked the alarm out of the wall but it was already too late. Even as the last clang faded into silence I heard my roommate above me turn and ask, "What's going on? Is it morning already?" Embarrassed at waking him up on the day of his test, and not knowing how to apologize I paused for a moment to think of something to say. While I thought Sharon moved quickly to apologize.
"No, Dave," apologized Sharon moving to stand next to his bed, "that was our fault, we're really sorry." Dave responded in a quiet tone of voice that I am unable to make out and soon he and Sharon are engaged in an intense, though whispered conversation. After a minute or two a troubled sounding Sharon come down to talk to me.