This is a continuation of the story "The Wraparound"
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Immobilized
Sarah knew it was a bad decision before she even took any action. She pranced up the stairs and into her bedroom and threw herself down on the bed, landing in the pile of soft comforters and pillows. Laying on her bed staring at the ceiling she found herself daydreaming and fanaticizing about fingers and touching and the wetness between her legs. She was completely overcome with the urge to be daring. She had never felt like this before. Turned on, certainly but this was an entirely new level of lust and hunger and yearning.
She could not get the thoughts of Michael and his fingers, and how they brushed, caressed, and explored her. He barely even touched her and yet she melted in response. She let her own fingers trace along her body just as his had moments ago, and found herself simply gushing with anticipation and desire for more. She recalled laying back on the couch and spreading her legs for him. The teasing. The buildup. The secrecy of their intimate moment.
Kristen and Sarah had bedrooms upstairs separated by a shared bathroom suite that included a large walk in shower, double vanity, and water closet. If the doors are open its possible to see from one girl's bedroom to the other with the outer hallway doors being closed. Since the girls share a bathroom they are always in each other's space and its very common for the inner doors between the bathroom to be open.
There have been a few times that Sarah has caught Kristen either masturbating or having sex with different boys with her door open. Sarah figured out that if she turns off all her lights, its next to impossible to see her laying on her bed looking at Kristen and her activities. Sarah would lay on her bed and touch herself, trying to guess just what was happening to her older sister. How was she laying? Was she on her front or her back? Sarah had no experience with any of this herself so the conquests of Kristen were her only guide.
The bathroom door was closed and Sarah could hear the water running which meant her sister was showering. She knew how the night was going to go. Her sister would clean up and then return to her room for the evening. Michael would come up and they would close her bedroom door and he would do.. whatever it was that he does to her.
On occasion Sarah could hear them if her door to the bathroom remained open, or if Kristen forgot to close her door all the way. Sound easily travels across the tiled bathroom walls between bedrooms. She sometimes can hear Kristen moaning. Sarah can see Kristen's door from her own bed and would often fantasize about what Michael was doing with her just on the other side. She always wondered what it felt like to be touched by him, and now that his fingers had been inside her, she wanted to know even more.
One night, Sarah snuck into the bathroom and placed her ear up against Kristen's bedroom door and tried to hear. She could make out heavy breathing and moaning and the bed creaking but got scared that she would be discovered, chickened out, and ran back to her room.
Her heart was racing, daring to find out what happens on the other side of that door. She tip towed out into the hall and down to her sister's door. She peered in and saw the room was empty and the bathroom door was closed from this side too. She stepped inside the room and peered around to make sure it was safe. She could still hear the shower on. Michael was nowhere in sight.
Kristen has a low platform bed. The mattress is not directly on the floor but it's very close to the ground. There is maybe eight inches of space between the bed frame and the carpet. She looked at the opening and tried to figure out if she could actually fit under there. 'That is so small' she thought. She stood there pondering when she heard the water turn off. Without completely thinking it through, she ran over to the side of the bed and squeezed under part way, face down. She realized that once she was in, she would not be able to turn over, so she backed out, rolled over onto her back, and maneuvered her way under the tight opening so that her head was facing out.
It was even tighter than she imagined. She figured it would open up more under the bed but it was tight all the way across. Her breasts pressed up into the wood and there was almost no room to move her arms or legs around. She could wiggle her hips and shoulders just a bit to find a comfortable position but for the most part there was just nowhere to go.
Sarah was excited to have made it into her sister's room undetected and peered out of the small space. From her vantage point she could see the floor in front of her. She could see her sister's panties discarded on the way to the bathroom. There was a soft warm light from the lamp on her bedside table as the only illumination in the room.
As no one was in the room, she took advantage of the opportunity to look around her new hiding place. She shared this space with a pair of sneakers, some jeans, and a lot of dust. Her sister really should clean under her bed more often. She saw a light pink object just near the corner of the bed and the wall. She maneuvered her arm up to try to reach the object, but it was just out of reach. She wiggled and squirmed a bit more until her hand reached out and could touch it.
