Fucking my buddy's when I stay over at his place.

Every time I stay over at my buddy's place, it starts innocently: we play video games, chat, but then he dozes off. I don't. My friend's—a mature, juicy MILF with mouthwatering curves—wanders the house in a robe that barely conceals her charms. At night, when the house quiets down, I sneak to her. She's awake, waiting. We don't talk, but her eyes blaze with desire. I pin her to the wall, lift her robe, and thrust in—sharp, deep. She moans quietly, careful not to wake her son, but her body gives her away: she craves it as much as I do. I fuck her hard, feeling her warmth clamp around me, her nails clawing my back. It's fast, filthy sex—right there in the dark, while my buddy rests next door. Then she pulls back, adjusts her robe, and walks off. I return to the couch like nothing happened. But we both know: the next sleepover will be just as wild.