Annie's Eavesdropping Again
Is it voyeurism if you’re just listening?
Crouched naked on my bed and with my ear pressed to the wall, I could hear Di having sex again. “Oh fuck, that’s so good, lick me there, on my clit, like that, yes.” “Jesus, babe, you’re so wet. And you taste amazing.” “Yeah, they all say that. Shut up and keep licking. I need to come.” There was silence for a few moments, apart from the creak of the cheap student bed and Di’s moans of pleasure. I pictured the anonymous g...