*There it was again.. I wonder…*
My room was at the end of the hallway, right next to the kitchen.
I usually barricaded myself in there early every night.
I liked to just sit in my underwear and grab my favorite book before sleeping.
Turned on my IKEA bed lamp, took my biggest pillow and place it behind my back against the wall.
Besides the bedlamp, I could only see the moonlight through my window.
And the light from the keyhole passing through my door.
It sometimes flickered when my roommate passed by and into the kitchen.
I never really thought much of it.
But the last couple of nights, the light would disappear for a couple of minutes and then reappear.
At first I thought my roommate just went to bed and shut off the light, maybe forgot to brush or something.
But it didn’t turn off for at least an hour after reappearing, and it had been going on for a couple of nights.
I began to wonder.
*Could it be?*
*Nah*
But the thought never left my mind.
Tonight was no difference.
I got home late, got my book, stripped down to my underwear and jumped on the bed.
*Time to read*, but I couldn’t stop looking at the keyhole in between each page.
And then it happened.
No footsteps, just the light slowly disappearing.
I bit my lip.
*It was crazy of me to have these thoughts, it’s nothing and noone.*
But there was a strange feeling inside of me.
*It was exciting* somehow.
I tried to just continue reading, but I couldn’t.
I slowly moved my hand up to my breast and began massaging it.
Discreetly glancing at the keyhole, *still no light*.
I didn’t put the book away, just kept massaging it.
I couldn’t help it.
I moved my hand down between my legs and started rubbing the fabric of my underwear.
Still holding my book as if I was still reading it.
I spread my legs.
My breathing got heavier.
I closed the book and placed it on the bed next to me.
Took off my bra and threw it on the floor.
Resting against the wall I began massaging my breast with one hand, and my panties with the other.
I leaned my head back and closed my eyes
Couldn’t help but smile for myself.
Maybe it was the situation that did it, but I couldn’t stop smiling.
I took off my panties.
Grabbed the pillow I was leaning against and placed it between my legs and started moving my hips back and forth.
I glanced at the keyhole, *no light*
That smile again.
I began riding it harder and harder, moaning a little more with ever second that passed.
Leaning back resting on my hands as I was gyrating my hips faster and faster.
Untill I could feel that familiar sensation passing through my body.
I grabbed my breast *hard* as I *Not discreetly* cried out the words *’FFUCKK’*
The muscles in my thighs and stomach started shaking as I tried to hold back the plethora of sounds I wanted to cry out.
I leaned forward and tried to catch my breath, and without thinking about it, I quickly lift my head up and looked at the keyhole, and not a second after the light reappeared.
I smiled for myself again, before falling back down on the bed, panting a little..
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/4c7lrd/f_the_keyhole