This happened last Sunday. I live in a 2BHK in Gurgaon, flat-sharing with my college friend and her younger brother, Karan - 24, cute, quiet, a little shy. My roommate had gone home for the weekend. I thought I was alone. I'd just showered, towel on, feeling... you know... needy. I lit a candle, played soft music, slipped into bed. No clothes. Just me, my fingers, and a dirty thought. I was already wet thinking about a guy from work, so I slipped two fingers in and started playing slow, one hand on my clit, the other squeezing my bgobs. My moans got louder. I didn't care. I was right at the edge - eyes shut, hips grinding, whispering "F*ck yesss" - when suddenly... The door creaked. I opened my eyes - Karan stood there, frozen. Wide eyes. Mouth open. He was holding his phone but not moving. We both stared. My legs were still spread. My nigples hard. My fingers wet. should've screamed. But instead... I bit my lip and said, "Either leave... or help....