Matt’s our lodger. We have an agreement and he works in the dining room. I often look through the kitchen serving hatch, watching him work.

Today is no exception. I avoid his quick glance and cautiously sneak another look.

He’s on the verge, and I’m urging him to do it. I’m already sliding my hand down my knickers in anticipation.

There it is, Pornhub. I wonder what it will be today? Spanking, yes, my favourite.

I gasp as my finger contacts my clit. I see him fumbling; getting it out. 

If only he knew how wet I was. Watching him…