As George opened the front door of his flat he was greeted by the unmistakeable sound of a woman groaning in pleasure. The sound stopped him short as there shouldn't have been anybody there but his girlfriend Melissa.
"Hello, he called out nervously.
"In here, baby," that was unmistakeably Melissa's voice. He pushed open the door of the living room uncertain what he was going to find.
The big relief was that Melissa was alone. But it wasn't her moaning. The sound came from the TV where Melissa seemed to be watching pornography. And although Melissa wasn't moaning she was masturbating.
"Hey baby," she murmured as he came in but she seemed barely aware of him and kept her eyes fixed on the absolutely stunning and perfectly naked brunette on the television as the actress languidly fingered her perfectly shaved pussy.
Melissa by contrast was only just about naked enough to permit access. She was still wearing her University logoed zip up hoody and her jeans were pulled down around her hips but still basically on.
She hadn't even taken off her black lace panties, one hand was down the front of them rubbing her clit, while the other hand had twitched them aside further down where she had two fingers jamming into her hot wet bush. There was a burning hot look in her eyes as she watched the brunnete get herself off.
George's eyes went from the TV to his girlfriend and back again. After acknowledging his presence, Melissa pretty much just ignored him and carried on giving her attention to the girl on the screen as she gently coaxed herself to orgasm.
He had always been burningly curious about when and how his girlfriend masturbated but had somehow always been too shy to ask. He'd watched her finger herself of course but that was always part of sex, a bit of a show. He wanted to know what she did for herself. He'd never found any evidence of anything, assumed she must do something but had no idea what or when.
There was a pleasing mental image he sometime cultivated of her trying on lingerie and maybe reading some dirty book or just enjoying the feel of her own body.
He certainly didn't think she watched porn.
They'd watched porn together a couple of times, always at his suggestion. She'd been totally happy to on both occasions. They'd sat side by side on the sofa watching a beautiful couple sensitively screwing (George had chosen the video with care). George had fingered Melissa whilst she wanked him off.
