It was over, a four year relationship and as she sobbed on the phone with you.  You knew her girlfriend was a mean little slut but love is blind and there was no point in adding to her pain.  You told her to pack her things and crash with you till she found her own place.  She refused to put that burden on you but after reminding her what it was like living with her mother, she reluctantly agreed.  “Only a few weeks…” 

When she arrived, her bag fell to the floor as she hugged you tight.  You couldn’t help but press close and inhale her sweet scent.  Best friends forever but you had loved her much more than just friendship.  She knew that too, but you both never wanted to risk it.  So you just dated others and when the relationships crashed, you crumbled into the other one.  Tonight you had to be the strong one for her.  You helped her to the couch, wrapped a blanket around her with a soft little kiss on the lips, then poured her a glass of wine.  Excusing yourself for a few minutes, you carried the rest of her things from the car to your room.

You found yourself apologizing about not having a second room for her, she claimed the couch would be more than enough.  You curled up with her, drinking wine and letting her rehash all the good and bad rolling around in her mind.  You handed her tissue as she wept and eventually she fell into the quiet numb we all find when we know there in nothing to change what happened.  She looked exhausted so you offered her to use your bed, she knew you had to work and already felt bad enough for dumping on you so she lay down on the couch and closed her eyes.

Over the next few days other than work, you spent ever second together.  Dinner, watching old movies, listening to music, even finding some laughter as the next week approached.  She continued to look for her own place and had you go with her for your opinions, nothing fit just right yet.  Either too expensive or too much room.  

Tonight you had a big dinner waiting when she got home and several bottles of wine were enjoyed.  She was finally back to herself as you played cards and joked about your futures and dating again.  As it got late you hated to go to bed but you had an early appointment at work so you kissed her goodnight and went to the shower.  She lay back on the couch and put on her headphones she bought a few days ago.  You wondered what she was listening too as she drifted off to sleep each night. 

Fresh out of the shower, drying your hair before bed, and laying out your best little blouse and skirt for tomorrow.  You decided to take some aspirin to counteract the wine headache you would surely have.  You headed toward the kitchen to get some ice water with the pills in hand.  As you tiptoed down the hall and through the living room you could see the top of her head, still wearing her headphones, and her phone held up looking at something.  Music video?  You smiled and decided to wish her good night again, maybe steal another kiss.  As you stepped up behind her to tap her shoulder you saw it was not a music video.  She was streaming lesbian porn, she must of bought the headphones to keep you from hearing it.  You started to giggle until you saw her other hand moving between her legs.  

You were instantly wet as you watched her masturbating slowly.  She had her eyes shut and legs spread, little fingers teasing her wet folds and clit.  Your own pussy ached and you found yourself slipping your own hand inside your lace to touch.  She moaned so quietly as she lay there, you wanted to reach down and run your hands over her breasts but watching her was so heated.  You just stood there masturbating with her as her hips started to lift and buck.  You covered your mouth with your other hand knowing you could not be as quiet then pushed your fingers inside deeper.  You moaned as your pussy flexed around your touch and seeing that she didn’t hear you with the headphones on you uncovered your mouth and played with your tender nipples under your shirt.  You felt the deep burn and in moments your cream spilled down your thighs.  You trembled through your orgasm and watched her burst against her own touch.  You stepped back not wanting to ruin her moment by being caught, nor did you want her to see you got off to watching her.  Quickly back to bed and under the sheets breathing heavy.

In the morning your alarm woke you and as you slipped out of bed you noticed two aspirin and a glass of ice water on your nightstand.  You didn’t remember getting it as you took them and wrapped your robe around you.  Out to the kitchen you wandered to find her making breakfast.  “Almost ready…” she smiled at you.  For a minute you wondered if she had seen you walk away from her last night?  You sat at the table as she served the food.  A bit of awkward silence until she looked at you.  “I found your Tylenol on the floor by the couch when you hurried to bed last night.” a sly smirk on her face.  “Oh I must of dropped them earlier.” as you try not to show signs of your embarrassment.  “Must of…..or maybe when you came so hard?” You choked on your orange juice as she started to laugh.  “Me!  Do I need a new couch after that orgasm you had?” Now both of you laughing.  “Thanks for breakfast I better get dressed!”  As you headed for your room “Maybe tonight I can watch you too?” Red faced you turned back to you.  “Only if you stop sleeping on the couch.”  A warm smile and nod as she sipped her coffee.  You knew she would not be searching for a new apartment any more.