Underneath the sheets

A few years ago, I met the guy who will become my most lasting relationship. We met at a party. At first, we were not too close. But whit the years, he will become my best friend and eventually my boyfriend, over time we are getting closer and closer. Almost Inseparable, we always have a lot of chemistry, whit the time we became practically the same person, he has a weird sense of humor. that's why he always make me laugh, but he never laughed at my jokes. He simply doesn't understand my sense of humor. We are opposite, but at the same time, we are very similar. It is difficult to explain how he and I connected we used to spend our free time always together. I used to saw him practically all the time. When I was going to my drama school I always had one hour free in my lunchtime, so I was always going to lunch whit him, he used to lived only two stations away from my school, so I used go and visits him and lunch whit him very fast and then come back to my school. After school, I was go and visiting him to sometimes I sleep whit him and sometimes just come back to my home .when the weekends come i always stayed to sleep at his place. Our routine were the same as a couple does typically, we used to love go to parties on the weekends, eat in a restaurant. We always loved to try different types of food of different nationalities or happy just watching some series on Netflix or sometimes just simply do nothing. He love to take naps so sometimes we where just doing that, the only problem of my boyfriend did not live alone. He lived with his mother. But his mother was rarely at home, so we used to be always alone .One day we forgot that his mother was there and my boyfriend as he always wanted to have sex with me, as any couple would , so well we started having sex, we were having a great time, when I was having my orgasm, my boyfriend tells me to my ear, it seems that someone entered the room. Still, I couldn't stop it because I was practically finishing. And well inside the room, there was a bathroom. Hence, the mother went to the toilet and entered, or she did not notice what we were doing, and or she just acts like she doesn't see anything, or she simply did not care. Still, so we stop, and he just hugs me and says, act like you're sleeping my hurt was bouncing, and my mind was running thinking and how embarrassing I feel, and I can't feel my face was so red, I just put my head underneath the comforter close my eyes. I act like my boyfriend told me, but it always gives me the impression that he is the type of person who doesn't care too much about anything. He acts really chill about the whole thing. After we felt the mother was no longer in the apartment, we started talking and wondering whether he really saw us or not. My boyfriend says she definitely saw us. Still, we can do nothing about it , we are not the first or the last persona in the world who experienced the same thing, next time, we just need to be more careful .but still I will never forget this experience and it will always consider one of the most embarrassing experiences of all my life.