As Ally lay awake in her bed, listening to the moans coming through the wall, she found herself thinking about her own love life. She didn't currently have a boyfriend. She's only ever had sex a few times before and only with one person. She's not adventurous in the bedroom at all. She sighed and rolled over, pulling a pillow over her head to try and drown out the noises in the process. It didn't work very well and soon her thoughts were drifting to Sam.
Her best friend has had relations with so many people that she'd lost count. She thought about how many guys, and even girls, she's caught sneaking out of their apartment early in the morning. She didn't really care that Sam was into girls, whatever floats her boat you know? The only thing she has problems with is when she gets kept up all night from it. Tonight was one of those nights.
In the five years she's known Sam and the two years she's lived with her, Ally has learned that Sam has the sexual stamina and appetite of no other. Usually the day after her encounters she'll recount the night, detail by detail, and by the end of it Ally can start to see her getting excited again. The only thing she ever complains about is when her lovers can't keep up with her and she ends the night having only 2 or 3 orgasms. Boo hoo.
Another moan emanated from the wall before Ally heard someone screaming, "Fuck yes Sam! Oh god right there, don't stop! Don't stop! Don't --" And then she cut off in another round of moans and groans as she came.
There were a few minutes of silence and Ally incorrectly assumed they were done for the night. She was almost asleep when another moan of ecstasy, this time her roommate's, came through the wall.
Now kind of pissed since she had been so close to falling asleep, Ally jumped out of bed and stormed down the hall. When she reached Sam's door she balled her fist up and pounded on it.
"Sam! For chrissake it's 4 in the morning! Some people like to sleep at night!" she yelled at her.
With her hand still resting on the door she waited. She could hear some strained whispering and a few "baby"s here and there before Sam responded.
"Sorry Ally, I forgot you'd be home tonight."
Ally rolled her eyes at that. Sam knew she'd be home, she was never not home.
"Whatever, just try and keep it down ok?" She replied sounding a lot harsher than she meant to. She hoped Sam didn't pick up on it since she always equated pissed off with sexually frustrated, but to her dismay she did.
"Hey Ally?" she asked her. She could hear the tone of her voice had changed and could almost see the devious smile Sam had to be wearing.
Ally didn't respond so after a second she continued.
"You know if you want to Angel and I could help you relax a bit."
Ugh, Angel? Was she seriously screwing some chick named Angel? It took all she had at that point not to just flat out reject Sam but she knew if she did it would only cause more problems for her later. She had to let her down gently.
"That's ok, I just really want to sleep so I'm gonna go to bed. Just keep it down."
"Alright..." she sounded a bit sad and Ally started to feel bad for her before she remembered why she sounded so let down. Basically she had refused an all-girl three-way that would include her best friend and she was perfectly ok with that.
Ally trudged back to her room and heard Angel leave shortly after. She tried to go to sleep but found that it was harder than she thought. She couldn't stop thinking about what it would be like to have sex with Sam. Eventually she managed to get a few hours of sleep but when she woke up at eight and couldn't go back to sleep she decided she might as well get up for the day.
She ate breakfast in silence, opting not to watch TV and risk waking Sam. While she spooned cheerios into her mouth she again contemplated what Sam had said last night. It's not the first time she's offered to have sex with her, that happens every time Ally yells at her for being too loud at night. It was however the first time it sounded appealing to Ally. Not with Angel too, oh hell no, but with Sam? She knows she's good in bed, she can hear it practically every night, and she knows she's attractive. Ally has seen her naked many times before and her perky tits, flat stomach, and round ass are definitely all things she would go for in a woman. But she's not usually attracted to women and before last night she hadn't even seriously considered her roommate in a sexual way. Before last night Ally would have said she was one hundred percent straight. Now she wasn't so sure...
Her thoughts trailed off and she pondered her new reaction to an old question for a while before she noticed that Sam was in the kitchen too. She looked up at her to say hi and the hand that was about to bring another spoonful of cereal to her mouth froze. She sat there with her mouth open and eyes glued to Sam's. They were dark and the expression on her face could not have conveyed a more perfect "I want to fuck you" look than if she had written it on there. Once she knew she had Ally's attention, she slowly pulled the oversized t-shirt she was wearing up and over her head.
She was now standing there in nothing more than a black lacy thong. Ally tried to move or say something or do anything really but she couldn't. Her eyes had to have been huge by then and she knew she must've looked like an idiot with her mouth gaping but she couldn't do anything to fix it. She was riveted to the spot as she drank in what was easily the sexiest image she had ever seen.
