[MF] I was thanked with a hand job by someone else's girlfriend

Years ago I [M] had a work contract away from home so lodged locally. It was owned by a couple in their 50's. Their son had left home leaving them a spare room which I used and they had a younger daughter that still lived there. I was 22 at the time and she was a couple of years younger. Her boyfriend stayed most nights but when he wasn't there the daughter Beth and I got on really well.

She was stunning, well above my league. When she was alone she would often come into my room and chat which was a welcome break from the boredom. This predates the internet to pass the time.

As we got to know each other well and she would often confide in me, especially when she had an argument with her boyfriend. One night, I hadn't heard any argument but I had heard the front door shut quite late at night. I popped to the bathroom and when passing her bedroom door I heard sobbing. I knocked gently and asked if she was ok. She opened the door and her eyes were red with tears. I cuddled her to sooth her and she nestled into my chest for a while before retreating back to her bed. I closed the door and returned to my room.

A few days later, I heard raised voices and later the front door being closed firmly. He had obviously left again. I was already in bed and the house fell silent. There was still a glow under my door from the hall light that was soon disturbed by a moving shadow that drew closer to my room followed by a gentle tap. Before I could respond, the door half opened, the shaft of light nearly blinded me and the silhouette of Beth in a robe passed through the gap. She closed the door behind herself plunging the room back into darkness and she crept over to my bed and sat on the side.

She told me briefly what had happened and asked for a cuddle again. I went to sit up but she laid down beside me on top of the covers with me under them and wrapped herself over me. We stayed like that for some time before I could think of what to say to cheer her up. We were soon chatting happily and I even got her to laugh.

She eventually asked if she could stay with me the night, no funny business, just as a friend. I agreed but explained I wasn't wearing anything under the covers. She said she didn't mind and that she only had a pair of knickers on under her robe which she removed and slipped under the duvet with me. I spooned her and her butt nestled into my naked lap. Her smooth skin was pressed against my body. I kept my arm above the duvet and wrapped it around her pulling her in. The sweat smell of her hair filled my every breath. We drifted to sleep.

I woke up on my other side. I could feel warm flesh pressed against my back and an arm was draped over my waist and to my delight a small hand was wrapped around my morning glory.

"Good morning," she said. "You took a while to wake. I was worried I might finish before you woke up."

I realised she was gently stroking my shaft up and down in her grasp.

She explained she had woke in the night and had found herself holding it like a pacifier and had drifted back to sleep holding it to comfort her. When she woke up she was still holding it but now it was rock hard and she felt compelled to thank me for my comfort.

She expertly hand fucked my cock until I was groaning with pleasure. She rubbed my foreskin up and down over my sensitive glands, twisting as she went with just the right pressure. She knew what she was doing and she knew when I was about to pop. I turned onto my back and pushed down the covers to expose myself and watch her perfect touch. And in doing so saw her perfect pert breasts with light pink nipples pressed against my arm.

A final groan and she gripped tight with her slender fingers. I felt the pressure build against her grip until it wouldn't hold back anymore and it spat out onto my chest and stomach. She released her tight hold and another load spurted out onto my belly. She rubbed slowly and more creamy cum dribbled down my shaft and on to her hand.

"Thank-you," she said.

"No," I replied, "thank-you."

She wiped her hand on me and got up. Her body was perfect. Her arse was petite but round and firm, barely covered by her skimpy knickers. Her tits stayed firm as she moved, even when she bent down to pick up her robe they barely wobbled. She listened at the door before silently sliding out.

Cum dribble down my side onto the bed. I just lay there gathering my thoughts with a big smile on my face.