Our first apartment was a mirror image of the apartment next to us, also occupied by a young couple. It didn't take long to realize that we both had our beds on either side of the same wall and that the wall were thin. We distinctly heard them having sex and we presumed they could hear us, sometimes hearing them got us hot and we followed suit.
After we had been there a few weeks, we finally had a chance to meet them over beers on the common patio. Later my wife told me that the wife had mentioned discretely that the they could hear us and we might want to keep it down. My wife laughed and said since we could hear them also it really didn't bother us, one of the prices of being young ang living in cheap apartments. The lady suddenly got upset when she realized that what my wife said was true and fussed "you shouldn't have been listening".
We never heard them again, so either they stopped having sex or the did it so very quietly, we sure didn't change, although when we did have sex we could suddenly hear their TV blaring.
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