Day 1
Alright, so because of the quarantine I’m not able to see my therapist. He told me that until it was over, I should start a daily journal to record my thoughts in. Even gave me a book for it and everything, so let’s give this a shot.
Feeling pretty good overall today, considering current events, that is. I’m still employed, for now, definitely thankful for that. A lot of people have gotten laid off and I’ve still got to make rent. Pretty stressed that I’ll lose my job too in the coming weeks depending on how long this quarantine lasts. I am pretty low on the totem pole after all.
I’ve never been much of a shut-in, either. I’m usually out all weekend at bars or clubs or sometimes house parties. Drinking with friends and flirting with cute girls, trying to have as much fun as I can while I’m young, y’know? Don’t know how I’m going to handle having to stay home all the time.
Stay tuned!
Day 2
Still employed! Thank god too, six more people got laid off today. In other news, I’ve been talking with my roommate, Melanie a lot more recently. I only moved into this apartment a month ago and because of our work schedules, I don’t see her that often. She seems nice enough, not really sure what she does for work but apparently she’s able to do it from home. Lucky her.
I’ve noticed that she’s a bit messy though. She tends to leave a lot of half-empty glasses around. She’s been living here a lot longer than me though, I’m not really comfortable confronting her about anything just yet.
Day 3
Work was a little rough today. With everyone laid off, our stupid manager didn’t take into account that we still have a quota to make. He’s extended us all to ten-hour shifts, no overtime. It’s shitty but I know some people have it worse, so I’m doing my best to stay positive.
Been going pretty well with the roommate too. Hadn’t noticed before but she’s actually really cute. Long brown hair, almost a whole head shorter than me, really nice green eyes too. Since she’s been working from home, I’ve mostly just seen her in pyjamas and sweatpants. Comfy clothes like that. If she still looks this cute in those, she must be a real mankiller all dolled up.
Wish she wouldn’t leave so many dirty dishes in the sink though.
Day 4
Still trying to stay upbeat! Work has been exhausting this week but at least I’m still employed. I did the math and between the increased hours and the fact that I can’t go out and do anything that costs money, I should have a pretty nice chunk of change saved after quarantine ends (whenever that’ll be). Maybe even enough for a better car. Hopefully, one that doesn’t stall at every other stoplight.
Melanie is starting to get on my nerves a bit. She never does dishes, just lets them build up in the sink and assumes I’ll do them! I’m still not super comfortable with the idea of confronting her, this was her home first after all, but I wanted to at least talk with her about this before it became a problem between us.
I knocked on her door, ready to chat but… well, she was wearing this top. One of those off-shoulder ones. It was a little big on her though, and it exposed I think a little more cleavage than she intended. I figured out right then that she had at least D-cups, perky too. It must have been a bit chilly in her room judging by the two little indentations at chest level. Because of how baggy it was it reached to like mid-thigh too. I couldn’t tell if she was wearing shorts or just nothing. I became aware and a little ashamed that I was kind of ogling at her body. When she asked what I wanted to talk about I panicked, stammered out an excuse and ran to my room.
Maybe I’ll try talking to her tomorrow.
Day 5 (Morning)
I wanted to quickly jot this down before I left for work. When I walked past Melanie’s room today I heard some really weird noises. I thought at first I had woken her up as I was walking around the apartment. When I put my ear to her door it almost sounded like moaning. Looks like someone knows how to start the day off well.
I did feel a little pervy for listening in though.
Day 5 (Evening)
Hurt my shoulder at work today. Nothing too serious thankfully, just pulled it trying to lift something too heavy. Right when I was cleaning up at the end of my shift, too. Thankfully it’s Friday, I can spend most of the weekend taking care of it and I should be fine next week.
I was in a lot of pain when I got home, so I asked Melanie if she wouldn’t mind doing the dishes. She said she’d get to them when she was finished with her work. Still not clear what she actually does, it looked like she was editing something on her computer.
Hopefully, this weekend I’ll get some time online with the guys. With these longer shifts, I haven’t even picked up my controller all week.
Day 6 (Morning)
Saturday! Finally some downtime. Longer work shifts, house chores that I’m still not used to since moving in, dishes obviously. Takes me nearly an hour to get to work every day too. I’ve had next to no time to myself all week! Spent most of the morning online, solid three hours of gaming. Haven’t done a run that long since high school.
Also realized I hadn’t jerked off pretty much at all since quarantine hit. Took care of that first thing after waking up. Ended up thinking about my roommate a bit during, and felt a little ashamed after. I’ve been finding myself more and more attracted to her recently. Not sure if it’s because I’m at home more and have no exposure to anyone else or if I’m just actually getting a chance to really see her now.
I’m not gonna lie, I did check out her ass briefly while she was getting something from under the sink the other day. I felt kinda rude checking her out like that but god damn! She has some really nice curves.
Day 6 (Evening)
My shoulder was killing me after sitting in the same position for so long when I was gaming (not to mention hammering on my shaft). When I went to get some ice I saw that the dishes still hadn’t been done! There were even more since yesterday! To hell with who lived here first, I was fed up! I calmed myself down and tried to talk with her about it.
Apparently her work took longer to finish than she thought and she passed out right after. I asked why she hadn’t done them in the morning instead and said she was still really tired. It’s like talking to a wall. A wall that refuses to do dishes!
Day 7
Shoulder feels fine. I figured it would be after icing it most of yesterday. Should be A-okay for work tomorrow. Melanie hasn’t left her room at all today, no problem with me. I wouldn’t mind getting to know her a bit more, us living together and all, but it just seems like she has no idea how to live on her own! She’s started leaving her clothes strewn about the apartment now too.
I found a shirt and a pair of shorts just laying on the couch today. The cushion felt uneven when I sat down, there was a bra stuffed between the cushion and armrest! A black one with a lacy trim… kind of hot actually. But that’s not the point! The point is I’d rather not live with someone who doesn’t clean up after themselves!
Day 8
So a lot happened today, but let me start with last night. I was turning in for the evening when I walked past the door to Melanie’s bedroom. She had left it open a crack. Not much but enough for me to be able to see her and her computer screen. She was watching porn! That must have been the moaning I had heard the other day.
Is this what she does all day? Just sits in here and watch people fuck? I thought she said she was working! I turned to look at her in her computer chair and… well, she was working on something alright, but I doubt she was getting paid for it.
She was gently rubbing her fingers over her clit in small circles. I watched her as she looked at her computer screen, eyes seemingly glued to the people fucking. Every time the man thrust his cock into the woman, Melanie would switch from rubbing her clit to fingering herself. Anytime he would eat her out or once when the woman shifted positions to sit on his face, she would switch back.
I was furious about her lying to me but… I can’t deny that this whole scene had me incredibly aroused. I looked down and saw my already-hard shaft making a tent out of my pyjama pants. I lowered them just enough to let my dick spring free, with a hard grip I started jerking myself to the sight of my roommate. I had honestly never seen something so sensual in person.
Sure I had watched porn, who hasn’t? But it’s somehow hotter when it’s sitting behind a supposed-to-be-closed door that doesn’t know you’re watching. Does that make me a pervert? Probably but rubbing my cock to it felt too good to stop.
She stopped suddenly, and I did with her. Did she see me? Hear me? In my arousal had my breathing grown too heavy? I panicked as I saw her swivel her chair towards the door. I began forming excuses in my mind; ‘You’ve been in your room all, day, I just wanted to check on you.’ Or, ‘No, I wasn’t watching! I just happened to walk by, I swear I didn’t see anything!’ Or, ‘Why am I standing here jerking off? Why are you sitting in here watching porn all day and not doing the dishes like I asked you to a hundred fucking times?!’
I calmed down as I saw her reach behind her computer monitor. She hadn’t seen me, she just needed to reach for something. Probably turning the volume up so she could hear the fucking better. A lot of people (including myself) are very turned on by sound. The gasp of breath she takes when you first put it in, the moans you both make when you hit that perfect spot. The wet noises made in the act of passion when you thrust into her. They all deeply add to the experience, though I couldn’t be sure if the wet pounding sounds I was hearing were from the porn or from Melanie relentlessly fucking herself with her fingers.
I saw her pull something back from behind her monitor. It was a little dark in the room, and the object was out of the light coming from her computer screen. Though the distinct humming sound a moment later immediately gave away its purpose.
I couldn’t help continuing my own self-pleasure. I know it was wrong to just stand here and watch while she believed her privacy was protected. I shouldn’t be doing this, and I knew that… but it made it feel sooo much better somehow. Like when you walk in a closed room during a house party and see two drunkenly going at it, or if you and your partner get a little freaky in a less than private location. The knowledge that you’re not supposed to be doing it or that it isn’t supposed to be seen somehow makes it more desirable in some lust-driven part of your mind.
Either she hadn’t started moaning herself before that point or her noises just became louder. I could hear her quite clearly now, over the sound of the on-screen pair and the low buzzing of her toy. Her breath was heavy and her moans grew from a gentle sigh to a deeper cry of pleasure.
I had noticed how close I was getting myself. My hand sliding over my cock over and overcharging that familiar build-up to a lustful release. I was going to cum soon. I’d gone too far to turn back now. Despite my approaching climax, however, my focus was locked on my roommate. She was so lost in her own arousal I doubt she was even watching the video anymore. She reached down and started rubbing her clit in combination with the vibrator she fucked herself with. I watched her eyes roll back just as she felt the result of the two acts combined.
I was on the verge of exploding when I heard her yelp. Even the panic of potentially being caught could not stop the wave of pleasure about to crash over me. Her hand covered her mouth as she closed her eyes and allowed the peak of her lust to show in her expression. I could still hear moaning through her efforts to silence them. The wave ripped through me as my eyes drank in the last taste of the scene I had stumbled across. I unleashed onto the bare apartment wall as the vibrator sat in that perfect spot while she gorged herself on her clit.
‘Shit-shit-shit!’ I thought while I rushed into the kitchen. ‘Better grab something to clean this up before she notices her open door. Or worse, notices that I was watching!’
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Melanie sat slumped in her computer chair, her thighs slick with her own juices and her body with sweat. What a workout that was! She turned off her faithful toy and set it aside, it would definitely need a good cleaning later.
She hadn’t told many people about her career as a video editor. When people asked she usually stuck to generic responses like “internet stuff” or “web design”. Despite having to keep it somewhat secret due to the prejudice behind it, her line of work definitely had its perks.
Her roommate was rather upset with her, which was understandable. Her workload had drawn much of her attention away from chores. Though with many people home all day out of work…? Well, Netflix would get boring after a while. They needed something more stimulating to watch.
Her body was still afire with lust coming down from her climax. She savoured the warmth that spread through her as it slowly faded. She really loved her job and as a result, tended to love herself a lot more often.
‘I’ll tidy up while he’s at work tomorrow,’ she thought to herself. ‘But for now at least, I hope he enjoyed the show.’