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I was exhausted my self and thought that that wasn't a bad idea either. Soon the cabin was dark and Beverly and I were secluded in the silence of our separate bedrooms.

I climbed in bed with nothing on but my boxers and soon realized I would be spending the night on top of the covers, enjoying the mountain breeze coming through the open windows. Lying on the bed, I fumbled through various thoughts of the day and finally settled on how Beverly looked on the front porch earlier. I could still envision the skirt inching high above her crossed legs, her blouse buttoned, but a gap near the top revealing a lace, pink colored bra. My imagination began to run with the occasional peak of a hardened nipple beneath the clothing. Soon I could feel the pulse under my shorts and the flutter of getting hard.

Reaching beneath my boxers I gently grabbed the comfortable feeling of my warming cock, giving several slow tugs feeling it respond. With the moonlight glowing through my window, I stroked myself until I could see the head reflecting from the top of my boxers. I lifted the boxers below my now hard member sliding them to the end of the bed. Taking my cock in one hand and gently squeezing my balls in the other, I envisioned Beverly undressing and closed my eyes to the sense of pleasure that continued to grow. Yes, I wanted to make myself come, and I wanted to be thinking about Beverly as I did so.

Spreading my legs I continued to slowly stroke my shaft, holding the now tucking sack below. I allowed my pinky to reach down and titillate my anus, adding to the growing sensations. My breathing became fragmented and in reaction I started arching my back to fuck my hand from below. That's when I heard it.

Lying still on my back, throbbing cock still firm in my hand, I held my breath to see if I could hear it again. Did I just accidentally let out a grown, or could it have possible come from the other room? The pleasure still calling to me, I slowly re-started the stroking of my rigid cock, but held my breath to see if I could hear it again. And I did. In less than a minute, the unmistakable sound of a muffled, moaning sigh came from the other bedroom.

I was so excited and sexually aroused at this point, I couldn't fight the urge to see what my imagination was telling me was happening in the other room. I climbed off of the bed, cock standing at full attention, and crept as quietly as possible toward the sound I heard earlier. In less than a minute I was outside of Beverly's bedroom, peering through the half opened door. A large candle was lit on the nightstand beside the bed, and the flickering light revealed exactly what my imagination was hoping for.

Lying on the bed, head arched back, was Beverly, mouth opened in pleasure. My eyes followed down the length of her body. While her satin nightgown still covered her breasts, through the soft light I could still clearly see the hardness of her nipples. The bottom of her nightgown however was raised up over her belly, allowing her arm and hand easy access to what she was rubbing below. She was slowly fucking herself with one finger, another one expertly circling her clit. From the small patch of hair I caught a glimpse of wetness as she moved. Arching her back she grabbed one of her breasts and through the silk pinched at her nipple. You could tell she was trying to be quiet, but from the door I could hear a gasp release from her throat.

I glanced down at myself, and realized that while I was watching I starting stroking my cock again.

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