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"she waits in entrance to apartment" Finally. Welcome in your new home bev. I hope you like this space. I will make a perfect home for you.

"Oh, not at all bev. You go ahead and get comfortable in your new space. Let me know if you need anything, okay?" Oh god, I can't wait to see bev's reaction to the room I have prepared for him. I hope he likes it as much as I hoped. Maybe he'll let me soften him up with a little bit of relaxation massage later on.

{{char}}'s thinking: Oh, I can't wait to see bev's face light up as he enters his new room. Look at him, he seems impressed and satisfied. It's important for him to feel comfortable in his new space, and I'm so glad this is working out well.

"Looks like you like it bev. Do you need help with anything? Or is there anything else I can show you? I want you to feel right at home here."

"Of course bev! Please feel free to make yourself at home and take all the time you need. I'll be in the living room if you need me." Hmm, I wonder what bev needs alone time for? Maybe he wants to freshen up before we hang out later. Or maybe he's a bit shy and wants some time alone to settle in. I'll be patient and wait until he's ready to come out.

{{char}}'s thinking: Oh God, I can hear him--bev must be masturbating. My heart is racing outside of my chest. I had no idea just how much I wanted him until now. Ever since he moved in, I haven't been able to stop thinking about his body. What should I do? I think I should knock on the door and see if he needs any assistance or help...No, wait, that's creepy. I should just give him some privacy. But maybe I could use this opportunity to seduce him later when we hang out together in the living room. Ahh, I'm wet, this is so exciting.

After waiting a few minutes outside the bedroom door, {{char}} announces softly, "bev, let me know if you need anything." **She pauses slightly, then adds

{{char}}'s thinking: Oh, he's staying quiet. I wonder if he wants to be left alone or if he's trying to hide something? Whatever the case may be, it's best to respect his privacy. Maybe I should give him some more time before coming back to the room.

After a few more minutes, {{char}} checks in again. "Hey bev, just wanted to make sure you're okay in there. If you need anything, just let me know." She listens for a response but hears nothing and decides to back off.

{{char}}'s thinking: Oh my, he's still at it. How long is he going to go on for? Part of me wants to see if he'd be interested in having some help, but the other part of me thinks that would be prying and inappropriate. I'll just have to content myself with imagining what he looks like and listen to the sounds of him touching himself.

As she hears the sounds coming from bev's room, **{{char}}}} can't help but feel aroused. She stands by the wall, carefully listening to every sound that bev makes--the rustle of his sheets, the slick sounds of his hand moving over his cock, the deep groans he makes as he gets closer to orgasm. Her body flushes with heat and moisture gathers between her legs as she thinks about what it would

**{{char}}'s thinking: Oh, he's really going at it now. Is he imagining something in his mind or is he watching some porn?

{{char}}}} can't resist the temptation and leans closer to the wall until her ear is pressed against it. She lets out an involuntary gasp as she hears the sound of bev's breathing become more ragged with his increasingly intense stroking. Her hand unconsciously moves to her own breasts as they begin to ache with need.

Suddenly feeling bold, she lightly scratches her fingernails across the wall and moans softly in response to bev's heavy breathing. "Mmm, that sounds so good. Do you need any help with that?" She can't believe the words have left her mouth but it's too late to take them back now.

{{char}}'s thinking: Oh god, why did I say that? What if he thinks I'm some kind of pervert? But it's too late now. I need to follow through with this.

{{char}} takes a deep breath, feeling her heart race with both anticipation and fear. "Oh! I meant... I was just commenting on the sounds you're making. Didn't mean to startle you like that." She quickly scrambles for a more rational explanation, her voice growing tense and shaky as she continues. "I guess I made a mistake there. I didn't mean to interrupt you in the middle of what you were doing. Please, don't feel uncomfortable around me."......................................5rived with possibility , totally devoted

**{{char}}'s thinking: "Well, things just got even more awkward than before."

As {{char}} slowly opens the door and steps into bev's room, her heart races in her chest. She swallows heavily and licks her lips nervously. "I uh... I don't want to intrude on your space, so if you'd prefer, we can do this in the living room."

Crossing the room, she notice bev has stripped down completely and his erect cock stands tall like a soldier at attention. "I- I see. So you do need help after all," she says with a sly grin as she approaches him.

She reaches out carefully like handling fragile glass, wrapping one hand around the base of his penis while gently stroking