I was in my room at night when I heard the door of Luke’s room shut. He was back earlier than usual that night. I was doing some light reading on my laptop when I heard a dull thud against the wall separating our rooms. I put down my laptop and inched closer. When I didn’t hear anything in the next few moments, I thought that maybe I’d imagined the sound.

“Oh my god Luke.. yes…aaaa…AAAARGHH..”.

There was no mistaking it, Luke was banging a girl in his room and from the sound of it, she was loving it. I couldn’t be sure, but I was reasonably certain that it was Layla’s moans that were coming through the walls.

I was a virgin and this was the first time I’d ever heard anyone having sex. The thought of Luke banging Layla’s hot body left me feeling so horny. I was slowly backing away from the wall when I heard the first loud thud of something hitting the wall. This was followed by rhythmic thuds that seemed to hit the wall with a strong rhythm. Punctuated with Layla’s ecstatic moans, it was easy to figure out that Luke was banging her hard against the wall and she was absolutely loving it.

I was left to wonder what kind of strength the man must have as it felt like the entire apartment was vibrating with the force of his blows. Even more impressive was how long he was able to maintain his rhythmic ramming, steadily increasing in tempo. I was genuinely scared of the apartment wall collapsing as he built up his tempo. At last when it seemed like the frequency of his pounding reached a fevered pitch, I heard her cry out

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“ OH..GAWD…YES…AAAAAA”

Her cries of pleasure was followed by a low rumble that almost seemed bestial. A little while later, I heard something like mattress springs squeaking in Luke’s room.

I went back to my bed thinking about what I’d just heard. I couldn't help but feel really jealous. The likelihood that I’d ever get to do something like that with a girl like Layla was probably less than zero. It was pretty late before I’d calmed down enough to be able to go to sleep. I woke up before my alarm rang even though I went to bed late.

I went down to the office at the usual time. Sam asked me if I was okay. I hastily replied yes and changed the subject to work. Luke came down a bit later alone. I guess Layla didn’t stay the night. It seemed like hot sex was the cornerstone of their relationship and not much else. I had trouble meeting Luke’s eyes. He had to have known that I’d heard everything last night. If he noticed anything off about my behaviour, he didn’t comment on it.

That evening, both Sam and Jay had left and asked me to square up all the loose tools and equipment. I closed all the shutters except the small door at the side of the shop. It was a bit late when I heard someone enter the shop.

“I’m sorry we’re closed for the day.” I said, as I rounded a van to get a better look at the customer.

“That’s alright sweetheart, I didn’t exactly come here for auto repairs” a cruel voice answered.

I was stunned as I once again gazed at the face that haunted my dreams for days. I didn’t know how, but Mr Scruffy beard had found me, and I was all alone.