She was completely enthralled in her own movements, not even seeming to notice the creaking of the door hinges. Perhaps she believed that it was something on the television instead of something in reality - and if her eyes were open it would have been a frightening reality. Despite all of this she did seem to somehow feel the eyes upon her now, watching each and every move that she made.

Slowly her eyes opened and she did see him standing there as the volume on the television suddenly turned much higher, her eyes widening as though this were some some sort of bad dream and certainly a nightmare. Slender fingers that had been toying with her clit were quickly removed, and she instead grasped the sheets, quickly sitting up.

She didn't even know what to say or do in the situation but she knew that even if there was something that her brain told her to do to react she wouldn't be able to do so, not given the time.