My roommate and I have been flirting for weeks. Today, she finally made the first move by suggesting we make breakfast together. As we stood side by side at the kitchen island, our hips brushing against each other, her words turned into soft moans when our eyes met. Before I knew it, she was kissing me passionately while pushing me against the counter. Her left hand slid down my chest, stopping at my hardened cock through my boxers. Without breaking the kiss, she gave it a soft squeeze. My heart was racing as my mind told me this was wrong but my body was begging for more. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. It was our neighbor; did he just see us?
