Housemates having sex
My housemates are a couple, both friends to me whom I've known for ten years. There are literally no problems.

When I first moved in I half jokingly said "No sex while I'm in, please," and everyone laughed and it was not mentioned again, joking or otherwise.

Well I got up for work one morning, six am, those two didn't have to be up for another two hours and as I enter the kitchen I begin to hear a disturbingly rhythmic sound coming from upstairs.

I think 'nah, couldn't be,' but as the toaster was loaded and the Flora retrieved from the fridge it got louder and more distinct.

rummetyrummetyrummety

I tiptoed into the living room to the foot of the stairs, toast in hand, where I could clearly hear the sound now, and with a look a embarrassment mixed with disbelief I sat on the sofa and ate my toast through the rummetyrummetyrummety.

It was halfway through my second slice I heard another new sound, an odd sound to hear under the circumstances: the sound of a piece of paper being overturned. An office sound. A non sexual sound.

That's when it dawned on me that my housemate had gotten up before me, a feat of Biblical standards in itself...and was printing out multiple copies of a project she'd been working on, on a huge printer I had barely seen and obviously forgotten about.

When I told my male housemate later he laughed first, then quite seriously told me that "there's no way she'd ever get it from me that early."

I like where I live.
(oneltrchardonnay, Sun 1 Mar 2009, 13:52, Reply)