This is a few years ago. My friend and I was sharing an apartment, we were both 21 years old, and she had with her 24 year old boyfriend for about a year. With them being together, we didn’t go out together as much as we had used to, and I often went out with another group of girls. We’d go out for dinner most Friday nights and I wouldn’t be home until 2 or more often 4 in the morning. My friend and her boyfriend would maybe go out for dinner, but spend most of the night at home, alone in the apartment. Panties in the sofa or condoms in the kitchen sink would tell the story of how they passed the time alone.
One Friday we went out for dinner as usual, me and the other friends. Went to a movie and when it was over around 9pm, two of the girls were sick. We figured it was probably a food poisoning, and suddenly going out drinking and dancing didn’t seem like a bright idea. The three of us who weren’t sick went out for one beer and then went home. I get back home at about 10.30 and lock myself in, quietly. I was so caught up in the food poisoning thoughts that I didn’t think of the horny couple that would be busy somewhere in the apartment. I get out of shoes and my coat and walk into the living room. The boyfriend is sitting in the sofa, completely naked. My friend is on her knees in front of him, her head bobbing up and down in a slow rhythm.