My boyfriend spends a lot of time in the shower.

I shifted uncomfortably in my seat as I heard my boyfriend Henry turn on the shower in the bathroom. Jason, my boyfriend's roommate, had walked over and propped himself right next to me on their three seat couch. Jason had an annoying habit of doing things that very slightly annoyed me. He probably didn't even realize it. My boyfriend's roommate was jovial, fun, and outgoing, always with a smile on his face and a glowing confidence that endeared him to anyone he met.

"Sup Jenny," he said with a grin. It was more of a statement than a question. "Looks like you two really worked up a sweat out there."

Henry and I were personal trainers and led outdoor workout classes at the park across the street from the apartment. Today's session had been particularly intense, a full body HIIT workout that had me completely exhausted.

"We did" I replied. "I'm completely beat. And starving. Hope Henry gets out of the shower quickly so we can eat"

"You know he won't," Jason grinned. "Henry loves his showers"

I smiled and knew he was right. Henry took forever in the shower. Right then, my knee accidentally brushed Jason's and I felt a warm prickling sensation ripple through my body. Ugh, I thought, annoyed. Why can't he just sit a couple of feet down the other side of the couch.

I pulled my legs towards me and pointed them away from him when I felt a sharp pain in the right side of my neck. Jason, who was now scrolling through a dating app on his phone, looked up and raised an eyebrow.

"Knots?" he asked.

"Think I might have pulled something while doing those burpees" I replied

"Let me fix that for you" Jason said. "I'm a master masseuse"

"I'm sure you are" I said skeptically. "But I'm good. We're going to do some yoga later and that'll sort it out."

"A workout after a workout?" Jason rolled his eyes. "Y'all need to learn how to relax. Let me give you a quick massage and you won't need yoga after."

"I'm not sure Henry would like that" I said

Jason said grinning "Well, he's in the shower. What he doesn't know won't hurt him"

I stared at him with surprise. Jason was looking directly at me with his dark brown eyes. He smiled and scanned his eyes down my body. I was wearing a low-cut tight fitting workout shirt and yoga shorts and suddenly felt a bit uncomfortable, wishing I was wearing something a lot less revealing. Jason had never flirted with me so brazenly before and it was throwing me off. He had always been friendly, but I had just chalked that down to his jovial personality.

I knew Jason's flirtiness has made Henry a bit uncomfortable in the past. Henry and I had a great relationship but it wasn't without its ups and downs. Last weekend we had a terrible row over some jealousy Henry had with one of my guy friends and I'm sure Jason, in the other room, had heard every word. I didn't want to exacerbate that situation by letting a guy give me a massage in his apartment.

"No," I said flatly, and perhaps a bit more forcefully than I intended

"Just give me thirty seconds" Jason pressed on. "If you don't like it, I'll stop. Henry is definitely going to be in there for another 15 minutes". He hadn't stopped smiling and his stupid expression was really starting to annoy me.

Right then, the pain in my neck gave another sharp stab. Would a quick massage really that bad? It was unlikely we were going to do yoga in this exhausted state and I didn't want to go to sleep like this. I reluctantly agreed to the massage but warned him to keep it short.

"Ok turn around" Jason said.

I brought my legs up onto the couch , turned to look away from Jason and towards the window, and folded my legs into my lap. I noticed the sky had turned a light pinkish hue. The summer sunsets in this city were always incredibly beautiful.

I was not prepared for my body's reaction as Jason's rough hands gripped my shoulders. I give kind of a light shudder and felt goosebumps crawl all over my hands, neck, and legs. I heard Jason chuckle. "I'm not going to bite, I promise"

I had to admit to myself, Jason was really good at massages. His strong hands first squeezed my shoulder blades as his thumbs firmly made circles on my upper back. It may have just been work related stress, daily grinding workout classes, or a combination of the two, but I felt my whole body start to relax and melt from the massage. The stress was quickly starting to evaporate.

"That feels good" I said quietly. Jason said nothing but started to work his way down to my lower back. As he grabbed my hips and started to squeeze, I gave out an audible gasp and was about to protest, but I couldn't bring myself to say a word.

"I can't quite get to all the knots like this" Jason mumbled. "Can I reach under your shirt?"

I nodded, not entirely sure what I was agreeing to. I knew I would be in huge trouble if Henry came out of the shower now. Jason reaching under my shirt and exploring my back had crossed a line. But I didn't want to stop him. His strong and warm hands felt so good and applied just the perfect amount of pressure.

Jason readjusted himself so he could get closer. He spread his legs out on either side of me and pulled me in. My ass lightly brushed his cock and I felt that it was semi-hard. I nervously glanced at the bathroom door but could hear the shower still running. Jason's massage had now turned into more of a caress. My mind didn't really register what I was doing, but I placed my right hand down on his leg beside my and ran my fingers slowly up his thigh, giving it a light scratch with my fingernails.

That was the invitation Jason needed. He firmly grabbed my hips and pulled me in even closer. His cock was now rock hard and pressed firmly up against the upper half of my ass crack. He reached under the shirt to the front, and squeezed my tits. With his fingers, he started lightly flicking and playing with my nipples. I put my hand in my mouth and bit down on it to stop myself from moaning out loud. I felt guilty and was more turned on than I ever remember being. Here I was, sitting on my boyfriend's couch, getting fondled by his roommate as he showered in the other room.

Jason reached his hand down my shorts and felt my pussy which was already soaking wet. I was hoping and and expecting to be fingered, but that didn't happen.

"Wow, you're already so wet" Jason whispered softly in my ear. "Let's fuck, quickly". I nodded and Jason motioned me to get up on my knees as he pulled my shorts and panties down my thighs. He pulled down his own shorts, grabbed my hips, and started to slowly sit me down on his cock, penetrating me as I sat.

Because I hadn't been facing him, I hadn't seen his cock and didn't know what exactly to expect. When I felt it enter me, I actually grunted out in a mixture of pain and pleasure and for a minute was afraid that Henry would have heard me. His cock was THICK. Thicker than Henry's and my pussy was not used to it.

I bounced slowly up and down his cock. I took turns grinding my ass in a circular motion and letting him pull me up and down. The reckless nature of what I was doing both frightened me and turned me on. Jason continued playing with my tits and I was in absolute heaven.

We had probably only been fucking for a minute and I heard Henry turn the shower off inside his bathroom. I frantically stood up and pulled my shorts back up. I could not believe I had just fucked Henry's roommate. Jason was looking at me, grinning. I ran into the bedroom and shut the door, trying to regain my composure. I could not sit out there next to Jason when Henry came out of the shower.

I hadn't cum and Jason hadn't either. The massage and fuck probably only went on for ten minutes but it was the horniest I ever remember getting. I rushed to the bathroom when Henry came back, fingered myself till I came, and took a shower. We spent the rest of the night as if nothing had happened.