Bob looked out of the big picture window in the living room, and when he saw Melinda standing at her bedroom window, he could already feel himself getting turned on.
Tina, Bob's lovely blonde wife, had been tired after her long day at work, so she was already upstairs sleeping. Bob had been hoping he could plow it into her before retiring himself, but she'd been too worn out.
He had been waiting by the picture window, because he had seen Melinda undressing before, and deep down, he had been hoping she'd do it again.
He looked at his redheaded neighbor's rounded tits, with their hard reddish nipples, then watched the way she started to slide her panties off. She was looking right at her window, and Bob wondered if he could see her.
The thought of that turned him on more than ever, so he slid his hand down to the crotch of his pants, quickly unzipped his fly, then pulled out his huge stiff prick. He began to slide his hand up and down his throbbing hard-on, looking right at her.
Suddenly, he saw her starting to move her mouth, and he had to gasp. He was sure that he was reading her lips right, and she was saying, "Let me suck that big throbbing dick, Bobby. Let me at it..."
CHAPTER ONE
"You through for the day?" Sally asked him, as she knocked on his office door, then stuck her head in, without even waiting for him to respond. That was her usual habit, and Robert was used to her doing that.
"Almost," he said to her. "I just want to look over this letter you typed."
He smiled when she closed the office door, stepping inside so she could lean back against it. His eyes wandered up and down his hot blonde secretary's body.
And he sure as hell loved what he saw. She was wearing a tight pull-over blouse, and her huge tits were pressing against the stretch fabric. He knew she was wearing a bra, because it was office policy, but even with her bra on, he could see the outline of her nipples. They looked so thick and long in their stiff state.
Sally also wore a skirt, also tight, than came down to her crotch. In fact, when she raised her arms a little bit, her skirt seemed to slide right up her thighs. As she did that now, in Bobby's office, he could see part of her blue panties.
There was a definite stain in the crotch a wet stain, and the brown-haired man was quite sure that his secretary was turned on, and, once again, hot for him.
He slid his chair under his desk a little bit further, so as not to allow her to see the stiffening bulge in his pants. The last thing in the world that he wanted at the moment was to let her know how turned on he was.
"What's the matter?" she asked. "You don't trust my typing?"
"Huh?" was his natural response, as he was quite turned on to her hot looks, and quite sure that she was trying to turn him on, with her arm raised so her blouse pressed tighter against her tits and her panties showed.
"You're proofing my letter, Bobby. Don't you believe that I typed it without a mistake?"
"Of course I do, but still..." he started to say to her.
But he stopped. Because as he started to talk, he saw the way she moved her hand to one of her tits, and started to scratch it through her blouse. He saw how her fingers were first scratching her tit mound, then moving closer to the outline of her nipple that he could see, and it sure as hell looked hot.
He watched as she started to pinch her nipple just a little bit, but still enough to make him hotter than he already was.
Though he was dying to slide his hand under the desk, right to his hard dick bulge, he didn't do that. He knew that if he made the attempt, with Sally in the room, she would see what he was doing and insist that she help him. That, of course, meant she'd probably want to go down on him.
But more than likely, Bobby imagined, she would probably want to take his hard dick for a ride. She had let him know as much, on many occasions.
So he sat there with both hands holding the letter she had typed, and he could feel the way he was gripping the paper. He thought he might even tear it.
"What's the matter, Bobby?" Sally asked him then. "Can't even finish a sentence."
"Huh?" he asked her. "Of course I can. I mean, I..."
Bu he stopped once again, because he could see the way she was starting to slide her other hand down to her short skirt. She slid her hand right to her crotch (as her tit-playing hand continued to do its work) and started to rub her panties, which were now showing because her hand had pushed her skirt up.
She began to press her hand right up against her panties, pushing some of the blue fabric into her cunt.
Bobby sat there, turned on, and open-mouthed, and he did slide his hand toward his cock shaft. He began to stroke himself through his pants, still keeping himself positioned so that his crotch was under his desk.
He watched as Sally tugged on her panties, pulling the fabric out of her pussy, and when he saw those blue panties, he was even more turned on. He could see that there was an even bigger wet stain in the front. In fact, the whole front part of her panties which had been between her cunt lips and in her cunt, only a few seconds ago, was now one big soaked wad of panty fabric.
Bobby could feel his mouth watering, but he tried not to lick his lips.
"Oooh," Sally moaned softly, "after a long day at work, I just need to relax. Some of my friends rush home and smoke a joint. Others go out to a bar and have a coupla drinks. But neither one of those ways works for me."
"Well, what does work for you?" he asked Sally.
"Mmmmmm, what doesn't work for me?" she asked, and by that, she was probably referring to anything that was sexual. Bobby was sure that Sally not only loved sucking dick and having her cunt eaten, but also riding a cock, having the man on top of her so he was doing the fucking, and most likely, even taking a prick up her ass.
He didn't know for sure; the two of them had never talked about it.
As she kept leaning back against the door, she slid her long red-nailed fingers into her panties, and began to run them up and down her cunt lips. At least that was what Bobby thought she was doing. With her fingers in her panties, he couldn't really see what they were doing but he could see the impression they were making against her panties.
Then, he saw the bulge in her panties seem to disappear a little bit.
The hot, big-titted, stiff-nippled blonde started to moan a little bit more, and Bobby knew that the reason the bulge was disappearing a little bit was because she was starting to slide a few of her fingers into her cunt.
She even began to wiggle her hips back and forth a little bit, and he knew that she was fucking her own fingers.
He slid his fingers to the base of his cock bulge, and pinched himself as hard as he possibly could, thinking about even trying o make his fingers meet at the base. The idea, of course, was to try to keep himself from shooting off.
"Oooh, Bobby, I'm starting to feel more relaxed," Sally said. "You could probably make me feel even more, more relaxed, if you wanted to."
He saw the way she started to slide her panties down in the front. This was farther than she had ever gone before. He saw the top part of her blonde-haired pubic triangle, and the hairs looked like they were almost golden.
He saw the way some of them were tangled, and even though he was sitting pretty far away from her (at least fifteen feet or so) behind his desk, he could smell that womanly scent permeating the air and starting to move in his direction.
Bobby tried not to inhale too deeply, because he knew he shoot right off if he were to do something like that. Instead, he just kept watching her.
She slid her panties almost all the way down in front, so he could see that she had three of her fingers buried in her pussy. She began to slide them in and out, and he saw the wet come coating building up on her wiggling digits.
"At least let me see you," she moaned softly. "It really is the very least you can do. At least let me have a look at that hard dick of yours."
He did start to think about it. His cock was really quite turned on this time probably more turned on that it had ever been during one of these after-working hours encounters with Sally. He had never let her touch his dick during one of these encounters in fact, he had never even let her see it.
"I don't think so, Sally," he said to her. "That would be cheating."
"Jesus, Bobby, it's not cheating to let someone see your dick."
"The more you talk about it, the less turned on I'm getting."
When he said that, he thought he had her. It was not true at all. He loved his hard dick, and was really quite proud of it. He had been involved in a lot of group sexual encounters, years back, before he had met and married Tina, and during those encounters he'd had a chance to see other hard male dicks.
The only interest he'd had in them was their size, at least in comparison to his own size. During those group encounters, Bobby had come to realize that he had quite a large prick. He had never come across any other man during any of those hot orgies (where sometimes a woman was getting fucked by three dicks at once) who had a dick as long and as thick as his own cock.
He knew that Sally would be quite impressed. In fact, he was sure that she would be so impressed that she would want to do something with his cock. She would want to probably suck it, or probably sit on it. But something.
And he was a happily married man, and he and his wife had made a vow with each other never to cheat. They were still both hot for each other, and their sex life was still as fantastic as it had been when they first got married.
So Bobby did not want to get into cheating with his secretary.
He loved his wife much too much, and knew that he could always save the huge load that he had for her, when he got home later.
Sally was still sliding her fingers in and out of her cunt. She was licking her lips a hell of a lot now, too, and she did remind Bobby of Tina, at least in the sense that both of the women were hot, big-titted blondes.
The only thing was, he knew Tina would never put on a show like this for him. Of course, he had never really asked her. When they were both naked, they were usually too busy touching each other and working each other over, and that kept them from sitting back and taking in the other's hot, hot body.
When Sally began to walk closer to him, he thought about wheeling his chair back against the wall, as a kind of way to back away from her. He did realize that he would be making himself more vulnerable that way.
After all, he'd be exposing his crotch for her to see and get a grip on.
Instead, he pushed himself under his desk a little bit more, so that his crotch and his squeezing hand was right under the oak wood desk. Sally had never come this close to him before. She moved right over to his desk, and placed her hot little ass on the edge of it, inches away from him, facing him.
She had her skirt pulled all the way up over her hips, and her naked cunt was only a few inches away from him. Her strong, arousing aroma was starting to make his dick throb, even though he was squeezing the base harder than ever.
Then, he saw her pulling her tight blouse right up over her tits. She did it in a matter of seconds, then yanked her bra cups down below her stiff nippled boobs.
"Now how can you resist me, Bobby?" she asked. "Aren't I tantalizing?"
"You're everything I could want in a woman, if I wasn't married," he said.
She was sliding her fingers in and out of her cunt at a steady rate now, and when he said that to her, he could tell that she was upset, but only a little. She tried not to let it show as she kept sliding her fingers.
"Well, you know you could have any part of me. You could have my mouth. You could fuck my hot cunt. Look how juicy it is. And you know something? It's as tight as it is juicy. What do you think about that? Or you could fuck my ass, you know.
"Or you know what else you could fuck? You could slide your dick between my tits and I could press them together, and you could fuck them. Did you ever think about sliding your dick back and forth between a lady's tits? I'd keep them pressed together real right. Real, real tight, to make it as hot as a pussy.
"And I'd keep my tongue stuck out as low as I could, so if you'd thrust up real high your dick head would get a feel of my mouth. Doesn't that sound hot, Bobby? You could fuck my tits and my mouth at the same time."
He was squeezing his cock so hard that it hurt. Her words were turning him on even more than the look of her hot body, and the smell of it. She leaned forward, as if she was trying to look and see his crotch. In doing so, her tits were inches away from his face. All he had to do was turn his head and open his mouth to make contact with her nipple. He tried to move away a little bit.
He wheeled himself back on his chair, and she immediately grabbed his crotch, pushing his own hand away. He tried to tell her not to.
Sally could sense the panic in him, and she did think it was strange. The very first time she had come into his office at the end of the day, and come on to him, he had panicked in the same kind of way.
He was a man who really seemed to want to be faithful to his wife, so much so, that he freaked out when another woman came on to him.
The first time she had entered his office, and had seen him freaking out, she had left. The next time, she had stood back near the door and started to masturbate for him, and though he had protested a little bit, he didn't get up and come over to try and stop her. He could have, she had known.
And because he did not, she figured that he liked it.
That masturbation ritual had gone on now for a few weeks, and though she enjoyed masturbating for him, she had yet to see what his dick looked like. Of course she wanted to have his hard cock in her pussy.
But because she had waited so many weeks to make this move, she knew that she could probably wait a little bit longer, especially when she sensed that he was starting to freak out, the same way he had the first time.
"Bobby, don't worry," she said, in a soothing voice, blowing hot air near his crotch as she kept her hand there. "I won't do anything but jerk it off. I swear that I won't. And that won't be cheating. Why, I'm sure you probably jerk it off whenever we get together like this, as soon as I leave your office, that is.
"So just let me jerk it off for you, so you don't have to do it yourself. That's all I ask, Bobby. Believe me, it's not cheating. I won't tell a soul. And I'm sure that my hand will feel better than yours. And you can keep inhaling and taking in the scent of my hot pussy. I know that should turn you on."
While she was talking, she was starting to open his zipper, slowly but surely. He was so turned on by her words, that he didn't even feel it.
Then she slid her hand into his pants, and moved her fingers into the opening of his underwear, until she had his cock shaft in her hand.
She pulled it right out of his pants, wrapped her fingers around it, then started to pull him right out of his pants. Bobby gasped when she did it, though her hand felt real hot around his cock shaft.
She started to slide her tight gripping hand up and down his shaft, and as she did, she moved her mouth a little bit closer.
"No," he said, trying to pull back. "Don't touch it. Just jerk it. Don't touch it with your tongue. I don't want you to."
She could feel the way his cock was throbbing somewhat wildly in her hand, and she knew that he was about to come. His sense of panic, which had risen quite a lot in the last few seconds, did not seem to be detracting from the hardness of his cock. It was not like he was losing any blood, or anything like that.
"Just jerk it," he moaned softly. "That's all. It won't be cheating if you do that. I don't even know why I'm letting you do it, but do it anyway."
She began to come real hard, and her clit-tickling finger was massaging her clit back and forth, faster and faster. She knew that it was going to be a matter of seconds before his come shot out, and just as the first load did, she placed her tongue right against the cock head, near the slit.
She aimed his cock at her tongue, and as she kept jerking it, she was letting the cream land on her tongue. She looked up at him as load after load of his white come filled her and satisfied her, and she noticed the way he had his eyes clenched tight.
It was almost as if he was trying not to think of who was licking him.
That bothered Sally a little bit. She wanted him to know that it was her tongue taking all his come, and she was quite sure that he was probably thinking about his wife, fantasizing that it was Tina's tongue.
When all of his come seemed to have spurted out, she wrapped her lips around his cock head, and as she sucked, she started to swallow the loads that were already on her tongue. She let them slide down her throat gently.
"Mmmmm," Sally was moaning, and just then, he pulled back.
He pushed back with his feet, flat on the floor, and his chair went rolling back, far enough away so that his cock slipped out of her mouth, and also out of the grip of her hand. He had his eyes open as he did that.
"Sally, you promised," he said to her. "You promised you wouldn't do that."
"Oh Bobby, don't feel so uptight. That's ridiculous. Look, you started to come. Now what was I supposed to do? Let you shoot it all over your pants? I only took it in my mouth to keep you from staining your pants."
He paused for a second, as if he didn't know how to react to that remark. Then he started to smile a little bit. He stood up and stuffed his cock back into his pants.
'Well, if that's the only reason, it's fine," he told her. "Now get dressed because we both have to get out of here. Come on."
She stood up and started to fix her clothing. As she did, she could tell that he was already feeling guilty about the way she had wrapped her lips around his cock shaft, and she did think it was foolish for him to be getting upset about something so silly.
Of course, at the same time, she was also thinking about how they had finally gone one step further than those masturbation-voyeur scenes they'd been having.
It had been somewhat frustrating to have him jerking off under his desk all those times when she would lean back against the door and masturbate for him. She had been hoping that more would happen, and more had finally occurred.
In some ways, she was even more frustrated than usual, however. After all, she had held his dick in her hand. She had felt the heat of it. She had felt it throbbing when it was getting closer to shooting off.
She had tasted his come, and had loved it. And then, at least for a few brief seconds, she had tasted the flavor of his cock skin itself.
That taste had not been long enough for her, she was thinking. She really would have loved to slide her lips all the way down his shaft and feel the fat head in her throat. She would have loved to press her nose against his pubic patch and take in his strong male musk scent, to turn herself on even more.
Sally was hoping that now that she had broken the ice and jerked him off, he was going to let her do that from now on. And of course, she was so sure that it would lead to something more like having him deep in her throat, or deep in her pussy, which she was sure would be even better.
Bobby was reading over the letter she had typed by the time she was finished adjusting her clothing, and when he looked up at her, she sensed something.
It was almost as if he had blocked the whole encounter from his mind. He looked at her as if nothing had just happened between them.
"You know," Sally said, wanting to remind him, "I don't think I've ever seen a cock as beautiful as yours. And don't think that it's unmanly for me to refer to your cock as being beautiful. I don't think it's unmanly at all.
"See, some cocks are strange looking, and also taste strange, but yours doesn't fit into either category. Yours just looks so beautiful, and tastes real good, too. Bobby, I want you to know that I loved the taste of your dick more than any other dick I've ever had in my mouth. And that you're probably the biggest cock I've..."
"Shut up," he said, as he stood up and placed both of his hands flat on his desk, his facing flushing with red rage. "Just shut the hell up. I don't want to hear you ever talking about that again."
"But Bobby, there's nothing wrong with my having touched your cock..."
"I said shut the hell up, Sally," he told her. "You're never to talk about that again. Do you understand me? Not only that, but this is never going to happen again. Not the way it happened today, and not even the way it's been happening before. It's over between you and me. Over completely. Our relationship from now on is strictly business. Do you understand that, Sally?"
She felt like she was going to burst into tears. She couldn't believe that he was screaming at her that way. She remembered that after the first time, when she had stood back against the office door and played with her pussy for him, he had said pretty much the same thing. Only without the anger.
It was his anger that made her think he really meant it this time.
"Now get out of my office," he said to her. "Get out of here. I'll see you tomorrow morning. Have a nice evening, Sally."
"But aren't you going to go down in the elevator with me?"
"No," he said, curtly. "You go ahead. I'll see you tomorrow. And remember, if this even happens again, I'm going to fire you."
When she heard that, she turned and left his office, slamming the door behind her.
He stayed inside for at least ten minutes. For the first two, he could hear her sobbing on the other side of his office door, and though he wanted to open the door and apologize to her, he knew that doing that was as good as coming on to her.
Sally was the kind of girl who would take that apology the wrong way, take it as meaning that everything was all right and they were going to go even further than they had gone. But he was really serious.
When he heard the elevator door opening and closing, he knew that she had left, and he stepped out of his office, then went to the bathroom.
He pulled his pants down, then pulled hs underwear down, and leaned against the sink, so he could wash his cock off. He didn't want to leave any trace of what had happened, not even the smell of her perfume or the smell of her mouth.
Once he finished washing himself, he dried himself, then pulled up his pants. After a quick stop in the office to pick up his briefcase, he went to the elevator, and was soon down in the parking lot, driving home.
He couldn't wait to see Tina, his wife. He kept thinking that he was going to be overly nice to her, because of the guilt he was feeling.
After all, he had made a promise to her years back, and she had made a promise to him, too. From what she had told him about her sex life before they met, she had been as promiscuous as he had been, if not more. And so they had vowed to make it with only each other, and he had been faithful to his vow.
The thought of her learning about what had happened in his office scared him. He thought that Tina could easily go on a rampage and start to cheat on him.
When he got home, he could see her car in the driveway. He walked in through the kitchen door, and saw her by the oven. As he moved behind her, he pressed his groin against her ass cheeks, and started to grind himself there, jokingly.
"Hello, baby," he said, cupping her cheeks through her slacks.
"Bobby, I'm sorry," she said to him, right away. "I'm so sorry."
"Hey, what about?" he asked, feelia sense of relief. He had not been planning to say anything about Sally, though he did feel like being somewhat apologetic to her, because he knew what she had done.
But here she was, apologizing to him about something, and he didn't know what. But whatever it was, it eased the tension he was feeling.
"I just got home from work two minutes before you. I didn't know that it was going to turn into a full day. But Joe just got overloaded and asked me to stay later."
"Hey, that's okay," he laughed. "As long as he pays you for the time you worked."
"Oh, he pays me all right," she said, laughing. "But I didn't have time to put the roast in. I hope you don't mind a TV dinner."
If there was anything that he hated it was a TV dinner, but he said nothing about it. He just smiled, and told her he was going upstairs to shower.
After his shower, he slipped into a pair of shorts, then walked downstairs and made himself a drink. He was in the den drinking it when she walked in. He thought that Tina was acting rather strange, and attributed it to the fact that she was feeling guilty about her slip-up over dinner. He reassured her that it was okay.
As they waited for the dinners to be heated, he slid his hand down into her blouse and began to cup her breast. He could feel her nipple getting stiffer.
As he pinched it, he felt it throbbing back against his fingers, and he sure as hell loved the way that it felt. His cock was getting stiff again, and he was sure that she could see it, because of the shorts he was wearing.
She even turned her head and rested it against his hairy leg, and deep down, he was hoping she would suck him between her lips.
Then she spoke, softly, and somewhat alluringly. He had, deep down, been hoping that she would say something sexual, and was a little bit upset at what she said.
"Honey, you don't really mind if I work, do you?" she asked him.
"Not really. I thought we went through all this."
"We did," she told him. "But I remember you told me that it would be nice to have the extra money, but you don't mind my working, as long as it doesn't interfere with the things I'm supposed to do around the house. Is that right?"
"'Yes, it is," he said, sliding his hand out of her blouse, and moving it to her hair, he began to stroke her hair gently, and loved how soft it was.
"Well, today, for instance, I fucked up," she told him. "I should have been home in time, but Joe needed me to do extra work."
"Hey, I said it's fine," he told her. "I just don't want it happening too often. I hate the thought of TV dinners becoming my staple diet."
"Don't worry, that's not going to happen," she said, and as she smiled, she was looking right down at his cock bulge.
She licked her lips, and then she moved her mouth right over the bulge in his shorts. She started to slide her lips up and down his bulge, and he could feel the way she was exhaling hard, blowing heated air through the fabric of his shorts.
He felt the way his cock began to throb hard, and then felt her tugging at the front of his shorts to pull them down under his balls.
As she did, his dick stood right up, and he could feel her moving her tongue to his balls. She sucked both of them right between her lips, and started to flick her tongue back and forth over them. She grabbed his cock shaft and, holding it in her hand, began to rub it all over her face, loving it.
He could hear the way she moaned, and he liked the sound of that.
When she let his balls fall from her mouth, she licked her way up along the underside of his cock shaft. Then she started to open her mouth wide, and she slid her lips right down his shaft, taking him all the way in.
Bobby felt the way his wife gagged around his cock head, but when she didn't try to pull her head back, he knew she was loving it. He felt her start to slide her lips up and down his shaft at a nice, steady rate.
She kept flicking her tongue back and forth along the underside of his cock, and he could feel the exhaled breath from her nose rushing right into the thick tangled hairs of his crotch. When he felt himself throbbing, he moaned softly.
"Oh, Tina, your mouth feels better than ever. It feels so good. I love coming home to you when you're in a mood like this."
"I know, baby," she said, as she pulled her mouth away. "I'm just trying to make up for it. That's all. Now look at the mood I'm really in."
When she said that, he didn't really know what she meant. But then she stood up in front of him, and opened her slacks. She slid them right off, then slid her panties down, and turned her back to him so he could see her rounded tight buttocks.
As she started to back up against him, she reached and grabbed his cock again. She aimed it so that it was pointed right at her cunt lips, she slowly sat all the way down on his fat, throbbing dick.
Bobby felt the way his wife began to squeeze her cunt muscles around his cock shaft.
He could feel how wet she already was, and he loved it. There was nothing that he loved more than to have her sit down all the way on his cock, and hold herself there for a few minutes so he could take in the warm wetness of her cunt.
He slid one hand around and began to wiggle her clit back and forth gently. As he did, he could feel it throbbing.
When she began to reach her peak, he felt her cunt doing a heavenly spasming number around his shaft, and he also felt the way she started to slide up and down his shaft. He knew that it was still going to be a while before he came in her.
She started to ride him at different rates. There were times when she was sliding up and down his cock nice and fast, and he sure as hell loved it, especially when she would feel him start to throb and would slow down.
When he slid his other hand around her body and began to pinch her nipple, she licked her lips even more, and moaned louder. Her nipple was nice and stiff, and her hot cunt seemed to spasm in relation to her nipple.
"Oh, Tina, you are such a fucking good wife," he moaned to her. "I love you, baby."
"No, Bobby, I'm not really that good," she said to him. "Don't keep saying that. It's not true. It isn't true. If it was, I'd tell you to keep saying it."
"Stop it," he said. "Don't turn down a compliment when you hear it. Go with it."
"All right, baby," she said to him. "I will. I will."
With two of his fingers from one hand squeezing her nipple, and two of his fingers from his other hand squeezing her clit, she was coming so hard. He could tell by the way her creamy cunt was spasming around his dick.
Because he kept her moving up and down his cock shaft, it was not too long before he felt his cock starting to throb really hard. He knew that he was not going to be able to hold back from coming.
"Yeah, Tina, I'm gonna shoot it into your hot cunt," he moaned. "I'm gonna fill your hot fucking pussy with my thick come load."
She was breathing heavier and heavier as he said that, and he knew that once again, his words were turning her on as much as his massaging touch. When he felt the way his cock was throbbing harder than ever, he knew that he was not going to be able to hold back too much longer, though he tried.
Because he did, when he finally exploded, he couldn't believe it.
He could not believe how hard the first load of come shot out of his cock shaft. There was so much force behind it, and he could feel the pleasure all the way down to his balls, which still seemed to have a lot of come to give.
"Oh baby, I love it," Tina was moaning. "I fucking love this hot dick of yours. Shit, I can't believe how good it feels."
"I know," he told her. "Your cunt feels fabulous, too."
Her pussy was spasming so hard around his shaft, it was almost like it was sucking the come right out of his cock, and even after he stopped shooting off, her pussy continued to spasm for a long time, until his dick was going limp in her.
She still sat on his lap for quite a while, the heat from her ass shooting out onto his groin.
Then, she smelled something, and she stood up and ran into the kitchen, just in time to pull out the two foil trays and keep their TV dinners from burning.
During their dinner, she still looked apologetic. He kept telling her that it was all right, that he did not mind her having served the things.
"Well, that's not all," she told him. "I really saved the bad part for now."
"What's that?" Bobby asked her, not too happy already.
"I have to work more tonight. Joe just has so many things he has to go over, and he asked me if I could come over and work for him tonight. Just a few hours."
"Look, Tina, I don't know if I like the idea of this too much."
"Please, Bobby. It's just tonight. Maybe tomorrow night. Then it'll be afternoons, like I told you it would be. Nothing more."
"Well, all right," he said. "Good thing Joe lives so close."
She smiled, and he knew what she was thinking. Of course it was a good thing that Joe was their next-door neighbor. If he hadn't been, and Tina had never met him, she would not be working for him now. He had offered her the part-time job because they were neighbors, and he needed some extra work done, and knew she had the time.
He had been thinking about letting Melinda, his own wife, do the work, but the redhead hadn't really wanted to. So Tina did it.
After dinner, she cleaned up, then got ready to go to the house next door.
"Will you be all right here alone?" she asked him. "Can you keep yourself entertained?"
"Of course," he said to her. "Don't worry. I'll find something to do."
And as soon as she left the house, he moved toward the large picture window in the living room. That window looked out on Joe and Melinda's house. Just the other day, Bobby had noticed the redhead undressing in her bedroom. And he was hoping that she'd be there again, soon, to keep him entertained while Tina was out.
CHAPTER TWO
Melinda did not come to her bedroom window right away. Bobby could see Tina and Joe and Melinda in the living room on the first floor, and then his wife and Joe left the living room, to go to the den and work.
Melinda just sat there looking at a magazine. She never once looked over to see if Bobby was sitting at the picture window.
As he sat there, with one leg raised up, he was stroking his cock bulge through his shorts. He could feel the way his dick was hard in his shorts, and he liked that. He was a man who had a huge sexual urge.
He started to think about it as he sat alone in his house, spying on the house next door. It seemed that from the day he discovered he could shoot his load, he had a huge sex urge, and came at least three times a day.
When he was first starting out, most of his orgasms came from his own jerking hand. The three times a day were not exaggerated: he would jerk off first thing in the morning when he woke up with a hard-on, and before he went to sleep. Those were at least two times, and there was always a time during the day when he jerked off, too.
Once he discovered women, he still continued to jerk off, but liked it better when he could find a woman to do it for him.
The very first woman who had ever touched his dick had been a whore, and as he sat at the window, thinking of himself as a voyeur, he could kind of understand where the desire to watch and play with himself had come from.
That whore had played with Bobby's cock in a dirty movie theater.
He had snuck in, at the age of sixteen, and had found himself looking at a film with the most explicit sex he had ever seen. When he first walked in, there was a hot looking redhead on the screen, getting her cunt plowed from behind, while her mouth was being fucked by .a huge black dick.
Bobby had waited until his eyes adjusted to the light so he could find a place to sit. He had watched the whole hot scene, which went on until the two men pulled out of the redhead and jerked themselves off to a close-up full-color orgasm.
By the time the next scene began, with a blonde and a blonde man, a girl had moved near Bobby, and had sat right down. At first, he had been a little bit uptight, but then she had smiled at him rather pleasantly.
"I'll suck your big dick for nothing," she had said to him.
One look was enough to let him know that this was a working girl, but she was still so hot looking, that he decided he would let her. She had blonde hair, just like the girl on the screen, and an eager looking mouth.
She had leaned right over and pulled his cock out of his pants. Then she had moved her mouth right down on his shaft, and had started to suck it. Bobby shot off in a matter of seconds, since that was the first mouth he had ever felt, and he loved the way her tongue was flicking back and forth against his cock head as he shot.
He had been looking at the film the whole time. In the film, the blonde man had stripped the blonde woman, and was starting to lick her cunt. That scene was shown in extreme close-up, with the man's tongue lapping up and down against the woman's red cunt walls, cunt lips, and of course, stiff clit.
Bobby had been so turned on by the woman's mouth, that he had stayed hard.
So she had sucked him right off again, and he had come just as the blonde man had pulled out of the blonde woman's cunt (he had started to fuck her after eating her), and shot his white cream load all over her buttocks.
Bobby had come not only because the whore's mouth felt so great, but because he had fantasized that he was the one shooting his come onto the blonde woman's buttocks.
He was seventeen when he fucked his girlfriend for the first time. Her name was Mindy and she was a pretty black-haired girl, who was somewhat uptight when it came to sex. It had taken him long enough to get her to take his cock out of his pants, and when she had started to suck him, he had hated it.
He remembered the way the whore's mouth felt, and thought that it was much better than Mindy's mouth had been. But he didn't tell her that. Instead, he played with her cunt, first fingering her, then eating her.
Then he slid it right into her and began to fuck her. She was a virgin (so she said) but she didn't have a hymen. He knew about a woman's hymen, and how it could be hard to enter a woman for the first time.
So he was glad that he didn't have to deal with that when it came to Mindy.
It was still pretty hard to fuck her, because his cock was quite thick, and she was lying there moaning and complaining about how he felt. It was not until he met Debbie, another hot blonde (he knew he had the hots for blondes) that he really enjoyed fucking a woman, because she enjoyed being fucked so much.
Debbie was a year older than he was, and he had met her at a high school party. She had grown up in a very sexually free atmosphere, and had lost her virginity, willingly, to an older uncle of hers, when she was fourteen.
That story, along with one about making it with not one, but both of her brothers, turned Bobby on a hell of a lot during the party, and Debbie had been the one who came right out and asked him if he wanted to step outside and fuck her.
He was more than willing. Then snuck off and hid behind some bushes near the house where the party was taking place, and she pulled his dick right out of his pants and went down on it, then started to suck him right off.
It didn't take long. Her stories had turned him on so much that his cock had been hard as a rock in his pants. Her mouth was quite skilled, because she really did know what she was doing. Her tongue seemed to flick him in all the right places, and she seemed to be keeping track of what things turned him on.
So he wasn't in her mouth for more than a few seconds when he throbbed hard, then shot a thick load into her mouth.
She had told him to be quiet when he started to apologize to her for having come so soon. After all, she let him know, now he'd be able to stay hard longer when he'd start to fuck her cunt. And until he got hard, he could eat her.
Bobby had never really eaten a cunt before, and Debbie was more than willing to let him practice with her. She told him exactly where she liked to be touched, as his tongue was exploring her, and he loved the way she tasted.
He cupped his hands to make a seat for her buttocks, and she began to thrust her cunt back and forth against his eagerly sucking mouth, while the two of them were still in hiding behind the bushes. Her sweet come flavor did turn him on, and when she leaned over a little, she was able to grasp his cock.
Her fingers really turned him on, and he was hard as a rock within seconds after she touched him.
And he was all ready to fuck Debbie then, but she held his hair and kept him from pulling his mouth away from her cunt, telling him that just because he was hard it didn't mean he could fuck her right away.
She let him know that she wanted him to eat her a little bit.
As he kept eating her, he learned to love the taste of pussy. When she came for the third time, and he was sucking a third load of come out of her pussy, she finally let him pull back. He pushed her against the house, where the party was still going on inside, and he slid his cock into her pussy.
Debbie was the hottest fuck of his teenage years. That first time when he slid his dick deep into her pussy, he knew that she was the kind of woman he was going to want to see again and again. He loved her sexual freedom.
She also knew how to say the right things to turn him on. She kept her lips near his ear and whispered, telling him how hard she wanted him to fuck, telling him how good his cock felt inside of her, telling him that he was probably one of the most hung men she had ever seen in her life.
She also told him to slow down at certain point, ordering him more than suggesting that he do so, because she liked the way his dick felt in her, and she wanted the fuck to go on for a fairly long period of time.
Bobby loved the feeling of her juices surging around his cock, and her tight spasming pussy was the best one he would feel in years.
When he did come in her, she pressed her lips against his and kissed him as hard as she possibly could, ramming her tongue into his mouth as well.
He sucked on it real hard and that kiss, along with the contact his cock was making inside of her pussy, was fabulous. He felt himself coming harder than he had ever come in his life, and he knew that she was loving the way it felt, too. He was able to keep right on thrusting his cock in and out of her as he was shooting.
When he started to go limp in her, Debbie locked her legs around his buttocks and squeezed as' hard as she could, so that he would stay in her for as long as possible.
Eventually, he did go limp, and slid out of her, but it was to be a relationship that went on for about a year and a half. During that time, Bobby learned all kinds of things with her. He learned how to eat a woman's cunt to perfection, and learned how good it was to fuck a lady's tight ass-hole.
He also experienced the joys of a threesome.
One afternoon, Debbie called him and told him that her cousin Sarah, from out of town, was visiting. She explained that Sarah had had a bad experience with her boyfriend. He had raped her when all of his advances had proved fruitless, and Sarah had told Debbie she never wanted a cock again.
Debbie thought that was really serious, and decided that she had to do something about it. So she and Bobby got together, and Bobby was an exhibitionist for the first time. He started to make it with his blonde honey while Sarah sat there and watched.
Bobby remembered how much lust Debbie felt when she sucked his cock that time, only because she wanted Sarah to learn to love a man's dick, and wanted the girl to see just how much she loved Bobby's dick. Not only was she sucking it and licking it, but she was constantly moaning around it moaning about how good it felt.
Then Bobby ate her, and soon he was sliding his dick into her cunt.
That was when Debbie's brown-haired cousin had moved closer to the action, and before Bobby knew what was happening, a naked pussy was moving near his face.
Debbie had moaned for Bobby to eat her cousin, and he sure a hell had, with a great deal of enthusiasm. He had slid his tongue deep into her pussy and had started to flick her clit back and forth, something that turned her on right away.
As soon as Bobby had started to lick Sarah, he had felt another tongue there, and he realized that Debbie was doing some licking, too. He couldn't believe how hot it was for his girlfriend to be licking another woman.
He had pulled out of Debbie for a while, and moved away, so he could watch the blonde eating the brunette, and he had a good taste of voyeurism that day, as well as a good taste of being an exhibitionist.
He ended up sliding his cock back into Sarah's cunt, instead of Debbie's, because the brunette felt like she was ready, and Debbie wanted her cousin to love the feeling of being fucked. She kept telling Sarah, as Bobby was thrusting, that Sarah was getting fucked by one of the most skilled fuckers in the world.
Of course, hearing things like that made Bobby's head spin.
He was so turned on that he didn't slow down when he started to throb, and ended up coming inside of Sarah's cunt soon after he had started to fuck her. Sarah loved it, and Bobby and Debbie were both thrilled.
When Bobby went away to college, he and Debbie had to split up, but the brown-haired young man had realized something then. He knew that the girls he went out with were going to have to be sexually free.
No uptight bitches would do. Of course, he knew that he could probably turn an uptight bitch on to his cock, but it was a pain to have to do that. He preferred dating girls who knew about sex, and liked what they knew about it.
His roommate, Terry, was also a horny stud, and when the two of them decided to get an off campus house during their sophomore year, they started to have some of the best parties around the campus. That was because they had a huge house, and there was always a room left for horny couples to fuck in.
That was how Bobby got to experience threesomes and foursomes, and even larger orgies.
That was also how he got to build up both his voyeuristic and exhibitionistic sides.
It all depended on what mood he was in. If . he was real horny, then his cock would usually take control, and he would find some hot bitch to stick his dick into and fuck the hell out of her. Sometimes he got into it so much that he forgot all about the other people in the room, but more often, he realized they were there.
And because he had never seen a cock as big as his, and because most of the girls watching (and even some of the guys) would comment on how hung Bobby was, he got into doing it in front of those people.
After he would come, he'd usually like to sit out a round, and he would sit on some throw pillows, lean against the wall, and watch as the action continued without him. Watching for a long enough period of time usually turned him on and got him nice and hard again, so he was able to play exhibitionist once more.
He met Tina at one of these group encounters in his and Terry's off campus house. Tina was visiting a friend who went to the same college as Bobby she went to a college about fifty miles away. Bobby had just finished fucking with Mary, a hot black-haired vixen with long straight black hair that went down to her ass.
She had been a real hot fuck, especially when he pulled some of her hair between her legs and stuffed it into her cunt, so his cock was sliding in and out against the cunt walls as well as her smooth hair.
He had gotten so hot, that he hadn't been able to stay hard for too long, and after he came, he'd moved to his usual observation spot. That was when he had noticed the lovely blonde sitting a few feet away from him.
She was completely dressed, which was a rarity for a person coming into the designated orgy room, and though she was watching, she didn't look totally fascinated.
True, there were times when she was. When she would look like she had never seen anything like this before. But for each moment of fascination, there was a moment of disgust to complement it, and Bobby was quite surprised.
He wanted to find out who she was, and when he slid closer to her, the first thing she did was back away, and speak with some fear.
"Don't you touch me," she said to him. "And don't you go expecting me to lay a hand on you. I'm not going to."
"Hey, I'm not thinking about gettg you to touch me," he had said, and it was true. "It just seems like you're lost in a state of turn-on and freak-out."
"Well, I've never seen anything like this before," she said. "It's sick."
"No it's not. It's sex, but it's not sick. It's for people who enjoy sex, with no strings attached. And we all know there's nothing wrong with sex."
"I agree with that," Tina had said. "There is nothing wrong with sex."
He wanted to touch her so badly at that point. She had a hot sounding voice, and he could see her huge tits heaving up and down in her blouse. And, best of all, he had just heard her say that there was nothing wrong with sex.
In the end, he was glad that he had not tried anything with her in the room, because of what she had to say then. He did not agree with her, but it was what she felt, and you really couldn't argue with someone about how they felt about something.
"I just think that it's sick to have sex in a room where everyone can see you," Tina had gone on. "I mean, it's more or less like you're putting on a show for people, which I think is real sick. I like sex, but in private."
"Well, would you like to come with me to my room?" he had asked her then.
She had laughed. It wasn't until he asked her that Tina realized it was his off campus house, and she felt rather embarrassed. After all, she had not only seen him fucking Mary, but now she knew that he and his roommate were really the ones who ran this whole thing. And she had called it sick.
She told him that she would go with him to his room, but that they had to lock the door because she did not want anyone to interrupt them.
Bobby had just stood up and walked from one room to another, bare-assed naked, his fat stiffening dick bobbing up and down between his legs.
As he had walked, she had followed him, and the second they were in his locked bedroom, Tina began to apologize to him.
She started to tell him that she was sorry she had called the group encounter sick, and that it really wasn't sick, and neither was he, and...
He just kissed her as hard as he could. He knew that if she kept apologizing, she could go on for hours. When he kissed her, he not only shut her up, but got her juices flowing. He felt the way her tits heaved up and down in her blouse, and as he pushed her back on his bed and began to lick her, he started to hear her gasping for breath.
Bobby was determined to lick every inch of her body and make her juices flow, and turn her on as much as he possibly could. When he started to eat her pussy, after stripping off her skirt and panties, he heard her moaning so fucking loud, and loved it.
He also loved the way her cunt was flowing like crazy.
When he slid his cock into her, he knew that she was going crazy with lust. He felt her thrusting her cunt up and down against his cock, and then she rolled over and began to take him for a nice long ride.
She slid her hands to his balls and caressed them as she was riding her pussy up and down his cock shaft, and each time he would start to throb really hard, almost as if he was going to come, she would sit all the way down on him.
Bobby had loved it. It was probably the best first fuck he had ever had with any woman in his life. And while it had been happening, he had been thinking that way, and sensed that he and Tina were going to have a long relationship.
After all, he had thought to himself, if she was so fucking hot this first time, then once they got to know exactly what turned the other on, after some exploring and playing, their sex would be even better.
As she rode him up and down, he had moved his hands to her tits, and he had cupped them, then raised his head so he could start to suck on her nipples, one at a time. There was a point when her reddish-brown nipples were so close together, because of the way he was squeezing her tits, that he was able to suck on them both at the same time.
And they had both loved it. When Tina had felt his cock throbbing hard enough and she wanted him to come, she just kept right on riding him.
That night, she had slept over with him in his bed, and it was a wonderful feeling to have her mouth sucking his hard-on when he woke up in the morning. She had just gotten up a little bit earlier than he had, and she had started to play with his dick, which responded to her fingering, then to her mouth.
He was awake when he exploded in her mouth, and she drank it all down.
For the next few years, they had dated whenever one of them could make it to the other one's college, though Bobby did prefer it when Tina came to visit him. That was because she lived in a dorm at her college, and when he would visit her, they would usually have to make it in the car that he borrowed to get to her campus.
But, when she came to visit him, they could go up to his bedroom and spend about two and a half days in bed, with the door locked, only leaving to go to the bathroom or to go and get something to eat.
A month before Bobby was ready to graduate, he lined up a pretty decent job at a good advertising firm the kind of job that he knew he could keep for life, because the salary was enormous, and the benefits were extraordinary.
He told Tina about the job the very first weekend that she came to visit him after he found out about it. They had just finished making it in his bed, and he was lying there trying to catch his breath, though he was sliding his fingers in and out of her cunt gently, wiggling them around.
He told her how his life seemed to be going well, and then let her know that he had this job lined up. He was so happy that she was thrilled to hear that, and then he just came out and told her he wanted her to spend the rest of his life with her.
"Are you asking me to marry you?" she had asked, and he nodded as she laughed. "Well, it's not the kind of proposal I had already dreamed about."
So he had gotten on his knees then, completely naked, his spent dick dangling between his legs, and he had given her one of those old-fashioned, "Will you marry me?" lines, which made the two of them laugh hysterically.
But after the hysterics, came some serious business.
"I really do love you, Bobby," she had said to him. "But I know that there's something you love even more than you love me."
"Huh?" he had asked, totally confused. "What are you talking about?"
"Sex. It's obvious to me that you love sex, which is fine. But if we get married, I would expect you to be faithful to me. I don't think that I could live with a man if I didn't know that he was faithful to me."
"But you love sex, too," he said. "I've always told you that we didn't have to be faithful to each other while we were dating. I always told you that I wouldn't mind you going out with some men at your college."
"I know. And I have dated a little bit. But I'm not talking about dating. I'm talking about sex, pure and simple. When I'm not here, you still have your little orgies in the other rooms here, don't you? And you take part in them?"
"Yes, I do," he had told her, wanting to be totally honest.
"Well, if you marry me, I want you to be faithful to me. The man that I marry has to love me, and I have to be the only woman in the world for him."
"You are the only woman in the world for me, and I will be faithful."
He had sworn to her that he would never cheat on her, and he never had.
As he sat looking out of the picture window in the living room now, about seven years later, he started to think about their sex life. He and Tina had been on a high for the first three years. Then, during the last three and a half years, their sex life had had its ups and downs, and that was not in relation to his hard-on.
There had been weeks when the sex would be terrific, and other weeks when it was not so terrific. There could even be bad days (many in a row) followed by one good day.
This early evening, for instance, had been somewhat strange for him.
During the last few days, Tina had been too tired to really get into making it with him, so they had not fucked each other in at least four days.
(When Bobby thought about that, he felt less guilty about what had happened in the office with Sally. After all, he needed some kind of release, and that release had to come in the form of someone else touching him.)
But then, this early evening, Tina had been hot as a firecracker. He couldn't remember the last time she had taken control like that, meaning pulling him out of his pants, sucking him, then sitting on him and taking him for a ride.
Of course, he had loved it. And he knew he could have gone on, because he was the kind of man who got turned on more and more with each orgasm. When he would come sometimes, it would tend to make him hornier, so he would have to come again.
Sometimes, it could go on for two or three orgasms, and then, the fourth might be the one that would finally wipe him out.
So, as he sat at the window, rubbing his hard dick through his pants, he started to wonder when Tina was going to be home. He also started to wonder if Melinda was going to go up to her bedroom and do her thing.
Bobby could not remember when he had first noticed his hot redheaded neighbor doing it, but it had not been more than a year ago. He did remember thinking, the very first time he had seen her, that Melinda could have been doing it for months. It was just that he had never looked out the window and noticed it before.
The first day that he had seen her, he'd loved it, and so far, this week, during his sexual low with Tina, he had been sitting at that window often.
One day, Melinda had done something, but on two other days, he'd seen nothing.
Now, with Tina and Joe off in the den doing work, Bobby could see Joe's redheaded wife sitting in the living room reading a book. She had a drink in her hand, and was sipping it slowly as she turned the pages.
Bobby thought that the redhead was looking a little bit bored.
Then, suddenly, she turned her head and was looking over at the window where Bobby was. He smiled at her, but only for an instant.
Because the second she saw him, she looked back down at her book, and he wondered if the redhead had noticed him or not. He did think that he saw a smile starting to light up her face a little bit, but he was not sure.
He did see the way she closed her book, not less than a minute later.
She stood up and stretched. As she did, the tight T-shirt that she had on seemed to hug her breasts more and more, and Bobby loved the way her nipple imprint looked.
She walked toward the stairway, then stopped. Bobby didn't know what she was doing because he could only see her back, but he imagined that she might be calling out to Joe and Tina in the den, telling them she was going upstairs.
Because that was where the hot brown-haired man next saw her.
The windows above Joe and Melinda's living room window were the bedroom windows.
When he saw the redhead walking into her bedroom, then closing and locking the door, he knew that he was in for a show. Once again, he saw the redhead glance over at the picture window where he was sitting, but she didn't look him right in the eye, and did not even glance at the window for more than a few seconds.
Bobby still was not sure if she knew he was there watching her.
Nor did he really care. He watched as she grabbed the bottom of her T-shirt with both of her hands, then pulled it over her head. She had her back to him, but he could see the way she was wearing no bra. He loved the look of her soft back flesh.
She started to open her jeans then, and slid them down,, so she was only wearing her panties. Then, she moved toward the bed, and sat on the edge of it, facing the window. She leaned back, and rested the upper half of her body on one elbow, so that she was still partially sitting up.
Bobby couldn't believe how hot she looked as she moved one of her long red-nailed fingers to her lips and started to stroke her lips. She flicked her tongue back and forth against that finger, and then he could see wads of saliva on it.
She moved her saliva coated finger down to one of her tits, and began to run the finger around in a circular motion. Her nipples already looked stiff, but when she had the saliva on them, they looked so much more alluring.
They seemed to glisten because of the coated saliva.
Bobby pulled his cock right out of the left leg of his shorts, and kept sliding his hand up and down the shaft. He could feel a drop of come at the slit, and when he slid his fingers there, he rubbed it around.
Melinda was still stroking her nipples, sliding her fingers from one stiff red dot to the other. Her whole body seemed to have a glistening glow to it, and he thought that she looked so fucking hot.
She glanced over at his window again, and though she seemed to try and hide it, Bobby was sure that she was smiling because she saw him. Or, he thought to himself, maybe she was smiling because she saw his hard cock.
It was one of the first times he had been bold enough to pull his hard cock out and jerk on it while watching her. After all, he hadn't been too sure of who might be looking at him while he was sitting near that large picture window.
He was secure about one thing this evening. Since the window looked right into Melinda and Joe's living room, as well as the upstairs, he knew that he would be able to see Joe and Tina if they came out of the den.
After all, the den door was right near the stairway, which Bobby could see. For Tina to leave the house, she would first have to open the den door, and he kept glancing there to make sure that his wife was still in the den with Joe.
It also made him feel more secure for Melinda. After all, he didn't think that Melinda would want to get caught masturbating in the window by her husband.
As he looked back up at her, he could see that she was starting to lift her buttocks up off the bed. Then she slid her hand into her panties and began to push them down slowly, but surely. Though Bobby had seen her pussy before, he was even hotter for it this time, because he was more turned on than he had been before.
She slid her panties all the way off, and he could see how her pubic hairs were a reddish-blonde color. Her cunt lips also seemed to glisten.
Melinda reached over for something from her night table drawer, and as she pulled it out, Bobby gasped to himself. She was holding a large dildo, that looked like it was made of rubber. It was shaped just like a dick, with a head and all.
She started to rub it over her stiff nipples, and as she was doing that, she was moving her fingers down to her cunt. She slid two of them right into her body, spreading her legs so wide that he couldn't believe it.
He flashed back to that first time anyone had ever touched his cock (other than himself, of course), when he had been in the movie theater looking at the sexually explicit film, while the whore had started to suck him.
And he sure as hell had loved it.
Now, even though he was jerking on his own cock, it didn't make a difference. Looking at Melinda next door, playing with her own pussy, was better than a film. It was almost like a film, like the kind of things you'd see m a film, that is.
But what made it better was that the whole thing was real!
That reality seemed to make up for the lack of close-ups, which Bobby knew there would be in a film. In fact, when he thought about it, he could almost picture a camera zooming in on Melinda's cunt, getting a close-up shot of her three fingers.
Then, he saw the way she started to slide the dildo down her flat white belly. As she did, she was moving it closer to her pussy.
She slid it through her thick cunt patch, then spread her lips wide with the fingers from her masturbating hand, pulling those fingers out of her cunt. She started to rub the dildo against her clitoris.
Then, Bobby saw her sliding the rubber dick into her cunt. As she did, she started to lick her lips. He couldn't get over how hot her tongue looked as it was running all around her lips, and he could feel his cock throbbing under his own jerking touch.
When she held the dildo steady, then started to thrust her pussy up and down against it, he could feel the way his cock throbbed harder in his hand. He knew that he was not going to be able to hold back from coming too much longer, but he tried to, squeezing his cock at the base as hard as he possibly could.
He slid his fingers to the head of his cock and began to rub the pre-come drops all around, loving the way that it felt.
He could see how Melinda's body was starting to flush with a red color. She looked like she was having some trouble catching her breath. Her tits were heaving up and down like crazy, and Bobby was sure that she was coming then.
She shoved the dildo into her cunt as far as she could, and held it there, no longer moving her body. She had her eyes open, but he wasn't looking at her face then.
He just kept on jerking his shaft, as hard and as fast as he could, until he felt like he could not hold back any longer. He aimed his cock at the large picture window, and shot his load right onto the glass.
He shot another load, and then another, looking right up at her cunt, looking at the way she had the dildo inside of herself, still deep.
He started to think that his cock was that dildo, lost in the warm folds of her pussy, feeling her cunt spasms and feeling the way that her cunt began to get wetter around his cock as she was coming.
Bobby could not believe how much come he shot out against the window, and even after he finished shooting, he pressed the head of his cock against the glass and rubbed it around, because his cock head was still quite sensitive.
When he looked up at her face, he could see a huge smile, and he knew that she was looking right down at him. He knew that she must have been looking at his prick during the whole time that he was jerking himself, and coming.
She was licking her lips quite a bit more than she had been doing it before, and he was pretty sure that she was hungry for his cock.
Then, he saw her pulling the dildo out of her cunt. She started to stand up, and it seemed to him like her knees were a little wobbly. He saw her walking toward the window, and she stood as close to it as she could.
She pressed her lips and face against the window, as well as her tits.
Then he saw the way she spread her cunt lips wide before pressing her cunt against the glass window, and he thought it looked so hot. He looked up and down her body, and when his eyes rested on her face again, he could see her moving her lips.
He had never been very good at reading lips, but as he kept looking at her, he could see that she was talking slowly.
She also seemed to be mouthing the words as distinctly as she possibly could, so that he could read what she was saying.
Bobby made out some of it, and missed some of it. But then, he realized that she was starting to repeat what she had been mouthing. She was pressing her hot spread pussy against the window, mouthing the same thing over and over again.
It was not until she was saying it for the fourth time that he was able to put it all together, putting the words that he picked up the first time with the words that he had missed and finally picked up the second time.
"You're a hot man with a big dick, Bobby, and I want to suck it then want to feel it in my cunt," she was saying to him.
And he loved it. At first, he was very turned on.
But then, he saw the den door opening downstairs, and he quickly pulled away from the window. He didn't realize that Joe was just going to get some sodas, because he moved away from the window. By the time he came back, with some window cleaner and a rag to clean away his come, he looked up, and saw that Melinda was gone.
CHAPTER THREE
A month later, in the heat of summer, Joe and Melinda decided to have a barbecue.
They weren't friendly with too many of the neighbors, and when Melinda first suggested having the barbecue, and her black-haired husband thought it would be a good idea, they both decided it would be fun to invite Bobby and Tina.
"After all," Joe was saying, as they all sat outside sunning, and he was checking on the steaks, "it's a bore to barbecue for two. And since you are not only our closest neighbors, but also our closest neighborhood friends, we decided to invite only you two."
"Not to mention that steak prices have skyrocketed," Tina laughed.
Joe laughed with her, and Bobby and Melinda just smiled. Melinda asked if everyone was ready for another round of drinks, and she made a fresh batch of martinis.
After they had finished eating, before dessert, Joe asked both Bobby and Tina if they had ever smoked a certain kind of pot called Sensemilla. Bobby had never even heard of it, and Joe started to explain that it was some of the finest herb and it was grown in California. One joint could get ten people smashed.
"Oh, stop talking about it," Melinda said. "Just roll one."
When Joe got up to go into the living room to roll the joint, Tina said that she wanted to see what the grass looked like. So she got up and went after Joe, leaving the vivacious Melinda and Bobby sitting outside.
Melinda moved to the chair where Tina had been sitting, so that she was closer to her brown-haired neighbor, and she smiled.
"Well, Bobby, I haven't seen you around for a while," she said.
"Oh, come on, Melinda," he said. "Just the other morning when I was getting in my car to go to work, I waved to you as you were sticking your head out the front door to pick up your morning paper. You remember that."
"Very coy, Bobby," she said to him, smiling somewhat devilishly. "I'm quite sure that you know exactly what I'm talking about."
"You are?" he asked her, and she licked her lips.
"When was it last? Oh, about a month ago, I think. That night Tina came over to do some work with Joe. And you were sitting at the picture window. And I went up to my bedroom. You saw me, and I saw you."
"What about it?" he asked, and Melinda seemed to be enjoying this game that she thought he was playing, even though he did not think of it as a game.
"I was sure that you were able to read my lips, or at least I hoped that you were able to read my lips. I thought I let you know what I wanted. And yet, you haven't been back at the window since that time. Or maybe you have. Maybe we've just missed each other. Whenever I look, you're not there. And maybe whenever you look I'm not there. But I don't think that's the case."
Melinda was wearing a bikini top and a pair of jogging shorts. Her tits had been heaving up and down through most of the barbecue, because that was just the way they naturally moved when she was breathing. But now, as she was talking, and Bobby knew that her talk was headed toward something sexual, she seemed to be breathing heavier.
There were moments when her tits looked like they were going to overflow right out of her bikini top, and he liked the idea of that.
"Well, what do you think is the case?" he asked her.
"I don't know," she said to him. "I wanted to ask you that. Look, Bobby, I've been aware of you watching me every time that you have watched me, and I really got off on putting on a show for you. The last time, I got off even more because of the show that you were putting on for me. I couldn't believe how big your dick looked."
"Melinda, I don't think you should be talking like this now."
"Why not? The only reason I can think of stopping is that you're getting turned on and that bulge in your crotch is becoming much more prominent. At least it's letting me know that you're attracted to me."
"Was there ever any doubt in your mind about that?" he asked.
"A little. After all, I must have masturbated in the window a dozen times for you, before you finally did it for me. And ever since that one time when I saw your cock, you haven't been back at the window. Was it because of what I told you."
"What? I can't quite remember what you said."
"I told you that you have a big dick, and I like it. I told you that I want to suck it and feel it in my cunt. I never actually said it, but I did mouth the words and I was so sure that you read my lips."
"Don't be too sure of yourself," Bobby said, as he finished his fourth martini.
"I am. I am quite sure of myself. And I'm quite sure that you want it as much as I want it. You do love the look of my naked body. And take my word for it. It feels even better than it looks. That's a guarantee."
Bobby's dick was as hard as it could be in his own jogging shorts, and he was not too happy about that. After all, he did not want Joe and Tina to come out and see him sitting there talking to Melinda with a cock that looked like it was ready to explode.
"Look, Melinda," he said to her. "I do like you. I really do. A hell of a lot, and I'm sure you know all that. But I've a vow of chastity with my wife. We were both pretty free when we dated in college, but when we got married, we vowed that we would be faithful to each other. I have to be faithful, also."
"What makes you so sure she's being faithful?"
When Bobby heard Melinda say that, he could feel some anger rushing through his body. He could not believe what she was implying. Instead of yelling at her, he just remained rather calm about the whole thing (the martinis sure helped).
"What makes you say something like that?" he asked her.
"Well, she and Joe have been working real close with each other."
"That doesn't necessarily mean anything," Bobby let her know. "Besides, wouldn't you be upset if you found out she and Joe were doing something?"
"No," Melinda said, and she started to fill his glass again, just as Joe and Tina walked out of the house and headed toward the backyard where Bobby and Melinda were talking. Melinda just smiled at Bobby after she filled his glass.
Tina could not stop talking about the grass. She told Bobby how it was a light green color, and how it had this terrific scent to it. He suspected that she and Joe had already smoked a little bit, because they both seemed high and giddy.
Joe lit a joint, then passed it to Bobby. As he inhaled deeply, he loved the way that it tasted. He held the smoke in his lungs for as long as he possibly could, and then passed the joint to Melinda. Bobby could feel the high rushing right through him with that first toke, and he liked how he felt.
By the time they were finished smoking the joint, the four of them were all buzzed.
"Now I'm going to get the dessert," Tina said. "I made it and I have it in our refrigerator. Be back in a few seconds."
"I'll help you," Joe said, laughing. "You're probably too stoned to do it on your own."
"Well, you're just as stoned, so you probably won't be able to help much. But come on."
The two of them went stumbling along to Bobby's house, while Bobby sat outside with Melinda. She stood up then, and started to walk to her own house.
"Come on in and help me make another pitcher of martinis," she said. "I don't think the last batch came out so good, and Tina was talking about what a good one you make. So come on in and do some work."
He laughed when she spoke to him like that. He just managed to get up on his feet, because he was really high and his knees were shaky.
He walked inside of Melinda's house, then walked toward the living room where he knew the bar was. As she walked behind him, he could feel how close she was staying to him, close enough so the heat of her body seemed to be emanating outward, heating his own body up quite a bit.
He started to pour some vodka into the pitcher, not really measuring. At this point, the four of them were all so stoned that Bobby knew no one would notice how good or bad the drinks came out or even how strong this batch would be.
It was just as he was putting the bottle down, that he felt Melinda's hand moving to his crotch. She began to squeeze his hard cock bulge through his jogging shorts, and he was so shocked he almost dropped the bottle.
The main thing that he thought about had nothing to do with cheating on Tina. It had to do with the living room window, and the fact that one could look over into this living room through the picture window in his house.
And since Joe and Tina were over at his house. . .
He turned, ready to tell Melinda to move her hand away. But as he did, he looked at the window, and he had to smile.
The shade was pulled down. Melinda seemed to know that he was looking there.
"See, Bobby, I got it all ready for us. I told Joe that it keeps the heat out of the house, and it does that, too. But it also keeps anyone from looking in, and you know how easy it is to look in when the shades are up."
He nodded his head, just as she got right down on her knees. She pulled his jogging shorts right down around his ankles, then pulled his jock strap down.
Melinda looked at his hard cock as it stuck straight up in the air, and as she moved her face closer, she started to brush her cheek back and forth against the cock head. She spoke softly, letting her heated breath rush against his cock head.
"Oh, Bobby, your dick is as fantastic close-up as it is from afar. It's so big and thick, and it smells wonderful. like a real man's dick."
"Melinda, I think this is all wrong," he said to her.
"Don't think then. At least not about it being wrong. Just think about how hard you are and how only one thing can get you down. My mouth."
She pressed her tongue against the head of his cock, licking away the come from the slit. Then she started to slide her lips further down his cock shaft, taking him all the way into her mouth and throat.
He could feel the way her chin was pressing against his balls, and she was breathing even more heavily then. She moved her hand to the front of her bikini top, and yanked it right down below her large, stiff-nippled tits.
As she kept sliding her lips up and down his cock shaft, she began to flick her tongue up and down along the underside of the shaft.
He could feel the way her tongue was making perfect contact with a vein there, and when she was pressing her tongue against that vein, and it was pulsing as it filled with blood, he started to think that she knew what was happening. He started to think that she was getting off on the feeling of that throbbing vein along the underside of his cock.
He knew she was getting off on his balls. She was holding them both in one hand, occasionally wrapping her fingers around them and stretching them in the sack, and he could feel the way his whole body was pulsing with heat.
Bobby moved one of his hands to one of her tits. At first, he just pressed his palm flat against her tit, and felt her stiff nipple throbbing against his palm. Then, he started to pinch his fingers tighter around her nipple.
As he did, he could feel how it was throbbing like crazy.
"Yeah, baby, keep sucking. I'm gonna feed you a nice hot load," he began to moan to her. "I'm gonna feed you a hot fucking come load."
He could hear the way she was breathing heavier and heavier when he said that to her, and he knew that his words were turning her on more and more. He saw the way she slid her hand down into her jogging shorts, and he was sure that she was sliding her fingers into her panties and playing with herself.
His knees began to buckle as he felt his orgasm rushing upon him.
Bobby could not believe how his head began to spin as he felt her sucking the come right out of his cock. He could feel her tongue flicking back and forth against the slit of his cock, sucking the cream right out of him.
The head of his cock was always super-sensitive when he was coming, but it seemed even more so this time, because of the high, he thought. The grass was really quite fantastic, and he couldn't believe how intense his orgasm was.
As he thought about it, his cock spurted more and more cream into her mouth, and Melinda just kept right on sucking it out.
He began to lose some of his blood, and she slid her lips all the way back down to the base of his cock, and began to open and close them. She even managed to get one of his balls into her mouth, and he liked that.
Bobby knew it was one of those times where an orgasm would not bring him relief right away. It was one of those times when the orgasm was making him feel even hornier, and when his cock did not lose much more blood in her mouth, and stayed quite hard, he knew that he was still turned on.
Melinda seemed to realize that, too. She pulled her mouth back, and slid her hand from his balls to his cock. She began to stand up, and kept sliding her hand up and down his cock shaft as she did stand.
"Well, you're still hard as a rock," she told him. "And there's nothing in the world that I like more than a hard as a rock cock."
He laughed when she said that to him, not only because it sounded hot, but because he was also quite high. He even started to play her game with her a little bit, not even thinking about his wife and his neighbor, whose wife he was with at the moment.
"And what in the world do you like to do with a hard as a rock cock?"
"Suck it," she "moaned, licking her lips. "And also fuck it. I told you that I wanted to feel your cock in my mouth and my cunt."
As she said that, she started to slide her jogging shorts all the way down, and he was quite surprised to see that she didn't have anything on underneath them. She was completely naked, and she sure as hell looked good.
"You can eat me first," she said to him. "Just for a little while. Just to make me come once with your mouth. Then you can fuck the hell out of me."
When she said that, he could feel his whole body starting to surge with more and more pleasure. She began to place her hands on his shoulders, then pushed him down onto his knees in front of her.
She knew that he was real hot now, and this would be the perfect time to do all the things that she wanted to do with him. Besides, Melinda didn't think that it would ever happen again. It sure as hell had taken her this long to get him.
As she pulled his head near her cunt, he stuck his tongue out and drove it right into her pussy. He began to flick her clit back and forth as fast as he could, and she couldn't get over how hot it was.
It not only felt hot, but it also looked hot, because he was sliding his hand up and down his own cock shaft as he ate her, and he was sure as hell turning himself on more and more as each second passed by.
"Yeah, keep eating my hot pussy," she moaned. "But don't you jerk yourself off all over my new carpet. I want you to save that load for my cunt. I want to feel it shooting right into my pussy. So don't shoot it off yet."
She saw him sliding his hand down to the base of his cock, and as he began to squeeze himself, he stopped the pulsing, and stopped himself from shooting off.
"Oh, baby, that feels so nice," she moaned, as he sucked hard on her cunt.
As he was sucking, her juices were flowing right out of her cunt, landing on his tongue, then moving down his throat.
Bobby couldn't get over how good she tasted. He started to think about it for only a few seconds, because the moment he thought about Tina, he felt guilt.
So, rather than stop eating her, he just stopped thinking.
He had been thinking about how he might be getting off on this cunt a hell of a lot because it had been so long since he'd eaten any cunt other than Tina's. He remembered, from his college days, that all pussies did not taste alike.
For some reason, Melinda's seemed to taste so fucking good. So maybe it was because he hadn't eaten anyone else since Tina in years.
He could feel the way she began to thrust her cunt back and forth against his face, and it turned him on when he realized how much she was getting into it. Then he felt the way her cunt started to explode.
He felt her pulling on his hair then, and he stood up.
Melinda turned her body around to face the bar, and she slid her hand around so she could grab hold of his dick. She rubbed it up and down against her cunt lips, and then moaned for him to enter her.
Slowly, Bobby began to slide his cock into Melinda's pussy.
As he did, he could already feel the way he was throbbing, and he loved it. He could feel how tight her cunt walls were around him, and he thought about Tina again, for a few seconds. Her cunt didn't seem to be as tight as Melinda's.
It had, he thought, when he first saw her. But maybe his thick cock had stretched her out a little bit during these last few years.
He stopped thinking about it as he was all the way inside of her, grinding himself around deep inside of her hot pussy.
He slid his hand around and moved it to her clit, so he could wiggle her clit from the front and keep her even more turned on. He moved his other hand to one of her tits and began to pinch her nipple really hard.
"Oh, Bobby, I knew you would be a hot fuck," she said to him. "I knew that you would be a real hot fuck when I first saw you through your window."
He wanted to tell her the same thing, but he thought about something.
He had just been getting off on watching her. It wasn't too often that he would think about fucking her. True, when he had seen her with that dildo, he had thought about fucking her cunt. But he had never thought about how hot it would be.
And now, it sure as hell was hot. He loved the way her cunt was so wet and juicy, and he could feel her spasming around him.
He squeezed her clit, and felt it throbbing back against his fingers, almost throbbing against his squeezing. He had trouble pinching it too tight, because her clit was slippery and it kept sliding out of his grip.
But he didn't care. He knew that she was getting ready to reach her peak. He could tell by the way she was moaning, and the way her cunt was spasming super-hard around his cock shaft, and then, he couldn't hold back.
He started to ram himself in and out of her as he was filling her pussy, and he could feel the way her hot cunt just kept spasming against his throbs.
That made her feel even tighter, but he didn't care. As long as she was wet, it made no difference how tight she was, because when she was wet, she was slippery.
He drove himself deep inside of her as he was coming, and held himself in deep. He could hear the way she was panting for breath as he ground his cock in.
"Oh Bobby, this can't be a one time thing only," she moaned. "I don't care if we do run the risk of getting in trouble. I don't care. And I don't want it to just happen because we're high. I want you again."
"I don't know," he said to her. "I can't plan something like this."
"I can," she said. "I know that you have next week off, and that Tina is going to be working for Joe during the afternoons."
"How do you know that?" he asked her.
"Because Tina told me when we were in the kitchen before. I know you'll be home all alone during the afternoons, and I'm glad. Because I want you. And I know just how we're going to go about getting each other."
"How?" he asked her, but she did not answer him right away.
Instead, she pulled herself forward, so that his cock slid out of her pussy, and then she turned around and got down on her knees in front of him. She sucked her coated cream off his cock shaft, until he was clean.
Then, she stood up and started to adjust her shorts and bikini top, while he pulled his jock strap and his shorts all the way up. He finished making the martinis, and as he carried the pitcher toward the door, she held it for him.
"We're going to play voyeur and exhibition games," she said to him, just as he was stepping outside, and that was all she had to say about it.
Bobby carried the drinks out and saw that Tina and Joe were sitting back in the lounge chairs. He had no idea of how long they had been sitting out there, but neither one seemed to wonder where he and Melinda had been or even what they had been doing.
CHAPTER FOUR
Monday morning. After Melinda saw Joe pulling out of the driveway, with Tina sitting right next to him, she decided to have another cup of coffee. Joe, her black-haired he-man, could sometimes be bubble-headed.
Oh, she loved him all right, but in the morning, he didn't always have it together, meaning that quite often he'd come back after she thought he left for work, to get something that he suddenly remembered he had left in the den.
One cup of coffee was usually enough time. If he forgot anything that morning, he was not coming back for it, she decided, about ten minutes later.
She stood up, and started to leave the kitchen. As she did, she looked at her reflection in the full length mirror, which she passed in the front hallway. Melinda had to smile to herself, because she looked hot.
She was wearing a shortie nightie, that also happened to be see-through, and as she pulled her shoulders back, she could see the way her nipples seemed to jut right out, as they pressed against the sheer fabric.
When her shoulders were pulled back, the nightie hiked itself up a little bit.
When Joe had bought her the nightie, years back, it had come with a pair of panties that were not at all transparent. In fact, the two of them had joked about the panties that it came with. It was almost as if the manufacturer of the nightie thought that it was okay for a woman's tits to be sticking out, almost completely, but not her pussy.
She had never worn the panties with the nightie though she had worn them as panties.
Melinda liked the way she looked, and when she was sure of her own sexual heat, she just came out and said to herself, "Honey, you are a voyeur's dream."
She walked toward the living room window, where the shades were already pulled up, and she stood there, looking over at Bobby's picture window. She didn't see him there. She glanced up at the bedroom, and noticed that the shutters were closed.
She thought that maybe he was still sleeping. After all, it was the first official day of his vacation. The weekend really didn't count, as he always had the weekends off.
And it was the day she had told him about last week at the barbecue. It was the day when she was planning to play voyeur and exhibitionist games.
When Melinda looked at her watch, she realized that it was still pretty early, not yet eight-thirty. She had such a desire to call Bobby on the phone and wake him up, tell him to look out his window, then put on a show for him.
But she did feel somewhat bad about calling him so early. She also knew that the two of them really had all day, at least until five. Last night Joe had called Tina and asked her if she could put in a full day for him. So the two of them would be going to work together and also coming home together.
Melinda decided to pass the time cleaning house. But then, as she started to think about what she would do that afternoon, she felt her cunt getting hot. She started to rub herself gently, and ended up sitting on the living room sofa.
There was no need to pull her nightie up-sitting down caused it to just slide right up her body, up over her cunt. She began to rub her fingers against her cunt lips, and she felt the way her body filled with heat.
She closed her eyes and started to think about how it had all began for her how she had gotten into playing exhibitionist and voyeuristic games.
Most of it had to do with her older sister, Tricia. Tricia was five years older than Melinda was, and had reddish-blonde hair, just like their mother. Tricia had grown up real fast, meaning that she had not only developed fast as a woman, but she had also matured. From as early as age fourteen, Melinda's parents would leave Tricia to babysit for the younger girl when they would go out.
Tricia almost always had a boyfriend come over to sit with her, because those nights when the folks went out were, more than likely, weekend nights.
She was not supposed to have anyone over, and definitely not any boys.
So she could bribe Melinda, first with money, then with letting her stay up later.
One Friday, in the afternoon, when Melinda was ten and her older sister was fifteen, their Mom got a call on the phone from their Dad's sister-in-law. It seemed that Uncle Jim, Dad's uncle, he been in a pretty horrible car accident.
Everything turned out all right, but there were two weeks of panic. Uncle Jim had been calling for Melinda's Dad, so her Mom called him immediately. The two parents decided that " it was mandatory for them to go see Uncle Jim.
Mom told Tricia that they were going away for the weekend, that they would be leaving Friday afternoon and then stay until Sunday afternoon. She told Tricia that it would be best if she stayed home and sat with Melinda.
Tricia had arranged a date with her boyfriend Bill for that Friday, and when Mom told her she'd have to break it, Melinda's older sister had been furious. Then, suddenly, her fury had died a little bit, and she agreed to sit for Melinda.
During dinner, Tricia told Melinda that Bill was coming over that night, and that she was not to say a word about it to their parents.
She bribed Melinda with money, and also with letting her stay up late, as long as the younger sister agreed to stay upstairs and watch television.
Melinda agreed, and didn't bother to go down when she heard Bill coming over. But later, she was starving, and wanted to get something to snack on. She knew that even if Tricia yelled at her for breaking her promise, she could still tell Tricia that if she did not stop yelling, she'd tell Mom and Dad anyway.
So she had snuck downstairs, trying to walk as quietly as she possibly could.
When she was standing on the last stair, she was all ready to turn right and go to the kitchen, where the food was. But then, Melinda had heard some moaning coming from the living room, to her left. And she was curious about it.
So she had just stood there on the bottom step, and had turned her head. What she had seen was something she would never forget.
Lying there on the living room floor was her sister and Bill, both as naked as the day they were born. Melinda had actually thought about that naked as the day they were born-because of a picture that her Mom almost always showed company, of little Tricia lying naked on a bear skin rug.
Melinda had started to think that even though her sister was as naked as the day she was born, she had certainly changed a hell of a lot since that day.
That was because Tricia was quite the nubile teenager. Her tits were really quite big, and Melinda had been able to see them heaving up and down, because Tricia was lying on her back, with Bill's head between her legs.
From the angle where Melinda was standing, she could see Bill's naked buttocks and his shoulders, moving up and down. Tricia was lying flat on her back, with her legs spread real wide, and her eyes clenched shut.
After a few more seconds of moaning, she began to thrust herself up and down against Bill's face, and Melinda could hear her sister's boyfriend moaning louder and sucking the wetness right out of Tricia's cunt.
He kept eating her for a while, even when she began to beg him to move around so she could get a good taste of that long cock of his.
And as Tricia had finally raised up her head to say that to Bill, Melinda suddenly found herself making perfect eye contact with her sister. She could see the way Tricia was looking, right past Bill, right at her.
She had been a little bit freaked out at the moment. She had not been able to tell whether or not her sister was mad at her. Tricia's face did seem to turn red, but then she was licking her lips and moaning really loud.
Melinda had been too scared to move. Then she had tried to turn and she had seen the way
Tricia began to move her lips. Tricia didn't speak, maybe because she didn't want Bill to know what she was saying.
"No, don't leave," she had mouthed the words. "Melinda, don't leave. I want you to stay and watch this. Stay right there."
Melinda had no idea of why her sister would want her to stay, and learned much later that the moment Tricia had seen her, she had been so turned on. The idea of having someone standing there and watching her made her hot as hell.
Melinda just stood there because her sister wanted her to, and because she was quite curious about what they were going to do.
Bill had turned his body around, and both Tricia and Bill were soon lying on their sides. When Melinda got a look at her sister's boyfriend's hard dick, she thought that it looked real hot. Tricia opened her mouth and slid her lips right down that cock shaft, within a matter of seconds.
Melinda could see the way her sister sucked his cock all the way into her mouth, taking him down as deep as she possibly could. She could even hear the way her sister was gagging a little bit around Bill's cock, but she didn't seem to care. She did not try to pull her mouth away from it.
She seemed to like having her mouth all the way down, with the cock head in her throat, and even when she did start to slide her lips up and down the shaft, Melinda noticed that her sister never pulled her mouth back too far.
She would only pull back about an inch or two from the base of the shaft, then slide her lips all the way back down to the base.
After a few seconds, Bill was going crazy. He began to moan so loud, and he was starting to thrust his cock as Tricia kept moving her lips.
Then, he began to pull back, and Tricia did not let him. He started to moan about how he would come in a matter of seconds, and Tricia kept sliding her hand up and down his cock shaft, even when he managed to pull himself from between her lips, in an attempt, of course, to keep himself from coming.
Tricia had her lips near his cock head as his come began to shoot from the slit, and Melinda would always remember the way her sister kept her mouth open so that she could catch that cream on her tongue.
She thought that it looked so fucking hot when her sister did that.
After Bill's cock had started to squirt, he seemed to want to thrust himself back into Tricia's mouth. It was as if he knew he was coming, and there was no stopping it, and thought it would feel better in Tricia's mouth.
When he tried to do that, however, Tricia was flicking her tongue against his cock slit and pushing the cock head back, so he couldn't.
Melinda felt that her sister doing taking the come that way so she could see it, and it certainly did turn the young girl on to the look of come shooting from a male's dick. Also, her sister's hunger for the cream made her a little bit eager to want to know exactly what the come tasted like herself.
She was not to find out for a few years, however, and had to make due with hearing from her sister about what the come taste was like.
After all the cream stopped shooting from his cock, Tricia sucked it right back between her lips, and she must have kept him hard that way, because when she pulled her mouth back later, he was still hard as a rock.
She started to roll over on her back, then turned her body around a little bit, so that Melinda could see her from a side position;
That way, when Bill moved between Tricia's legs, and rubbed his cock against her cunt lips, Melinda could see it all. She was also able to see the long, upward-curved shaft sliding right into her sister, until Bill's body seemed to be pressed against Tricia's, and the two teenagers were moaning with passion heat.
Melinda had loved the way Bill's ass cheeks got nice and wet with sweat as he was fucking her sister. She also thought that it looked so hot when Tricia pulled her boyfriend's mouth down to hers and kissed him real hard, pressing her tongue deep into his mouth.
Bill was an eager fucker. He thrust for long periods of time, moving himself in and out of Tricia with a great deal of lust. But on occasion, he would start to work himself up too much, too fast, before Tricia was ready for him to come.
So the reddish-blonde-haired teenager just wrapped her legs around Bill's buttocks and squeezed as tight as she could to keep him trapped deep inside of her, and he seemed to like the way that felt.
Melinda had not gotten to see Bill's cock shooting off into her sister's cunt, but since she had seen the come shooting into her sister's mouth (or really, onto Tricia's tongue) she had some idea of what must have been happening inside her sister's pussy.
And she did know that Bill was coming because she could hear the way her sister was moaning about it as her pussy began to get filled with cream. She was moaning about how hot it felt to have the come filling her right up, and how she loved that sweet cream being smeared all over her cunt walls, due to a moving, thrusting dick.
Melinda had been so hot watching, that she had forgotten all about getting something to eat, and she had turned and run back up the stairs.
When Tricia walked into the den a little while later, to talk to Melinda, the younger sister was somewhat surprised. That was because her older sister walked in on her while she was playing with herself, sliding her fingers in and out of her own cunt.
Tricia had stood by the door for a few seconds, until Melinda's pussy seemed to reach some kind of high, and then she had spoken. The moment she had said something and Melinda knew she was there, the younger redhead froze.
Tricia had walked right into the den, closing the door, so Bill couldn't come up.
"Hey, don't stop," she had said to her younger sister. "Unless you can't go all the way. That would be the only reason to stop."
"What do you mean? Of course I can go all the way."
"Oh, you're so young, Melinda. I remember that when I was your age, I couldn't make myself come. Your body still has to develop. But don't worry. The fact that you're already playing with yourself at such a young age shows healthy development."
Melinda had smiled when her sister said that.
And even though her sister had told her to stay and watch, she was still expecting her sister to be angry with her. That was not the case. Tricia had just smiled.
"When you were first down there watching, I think I was upset. But then, thinking about you watching turned me on so much. I never had anyone watch."
"Well, I'm glad that it turned you on then, because I don't want you to be mad at me for having come down and seen you."
"Mad? No, not at all. It was a turn-on. One day, when you're into having sex, I'd like to watch you. You can see what kind of a turn-on it is to be watched."
And Melinda had liked the idea of that. In fact, when she first started to masturbate pretty steadily, after she did go through her girlish changes, and puberty approached, she would often have a fantasy.
As Bill's was the only hard cock she had ever seen, and she had always had a crush on her older sister's boyfriend, she would think about him fucking her cunt, sliding his big fat dick in and out of her, while Tricia sat by and watched.
The idea of being in the place where she had seen Tricia, being the one on her back getting plowed, while Tricia was watching, was a total turn-on.
That was why one day, when Melinda was fourteen, and she knew that Bill's family was moving out of town so Bill and Tricia would have to stop seeing each other, she decided to talk to her sister.
She told Tricia that she was really ready to lose her cherry, but had not met any boys her own age that she wanted to do it with. She started to talk about how Tricia should give Bill a moving away present that he would never forget, and even had her sister convinced that Bill would always remember her if they did it.
Actually, once Melinda told Tricia what she wanted to do, she discovered that her older sister was more than willing. Luckily, the night before Bill's family was getting ready to leave, Melinda and Tricia's parents went out for a few hours.
Tricia called up Bill and invited him to come over.
But it was the younger sister who met the brown-haired boy at the door, and she was wearing practically nothing when he arrived.
She started to tell him how hot she was for him, and he seemed to be a little bit nervous, because he was scared that Tricia would find out and be angry with him. Then Tricia started to walk down the stairs.
"Actually, Bill, I'd like to see you make love to my sister. I'd like to watch it. That way I can make sure that she gets fucked right the first time. After all, the first time is most important to a person."
Once Bill knew that Tricia was willing for him to do it to Melinda, he seemed to love the idea. Between the two sisters, they stripped off Bill's clothing, and Melinda was pushed down onto her knees so she could get a taste of cock.
She smelled it first, and liked that musky odor, remembering the way a sex scent had permeated the air when she first saw Tricia with Bill. She licked the come drops away from the head of the cock, flicking her tongue back and forth against the slit.
Then, as she opened her mouth wider, she could hear Tricia moaning. She slid her lips don her sister's boyfriend's dick, and as she felt like she was going to gag because the head was entering her throat, she heard her sister moaning some advice.
"Oh, Melinda, inhale. Inhale, and that way you open your throat. Inhale and then you can take that dick head deeper into your throat."
Melinda did that, and Bill prodded himself in. Then Melinda felt his pubic hairs rubbing right up against her nose, and when she inhaled, it was the most fantastic thing that she had smelled in a long time. The odor of the manly scent seemed to shoot through her nose, her brain, and right down to her pussy.
And she was completely unable to resist the temptation of sliding her fingers into her pussy. She had stripped herself before going down on Bill (though she had only been wearing a long T-shirt when she met him at the door, and there was not too much to take off) and she was so turned on she slid her fingers into her cunt.
She started to wiggle her clit back and forth as fast as she could, and when she felt the way her whole body surged with heat, she loved it.
She was much more eager to suck Bill when he told her that he wanted to eat her.
Melinda pulled her mouth away from his cock and allowed her sister's boyfriend to lie down on his side. As he moved his mouth to her cunt and began to lick her, she turned her head and got a look at Tricia.
Tricia had stripped herself, too, and was sitting on the sofa with her legs spread, and her fingers sliding in and out of her pussy. It was a lovely sight.
And so the exhibitionist-voyeur game seemed to be played back and forth. Melinda was not only getting off on the idea of her sister watching her as Bill started to eat her, but she was also getting off on watching Tricia.
For a few minutes, she didn't go back to sucking Bill's dick, because having him eating her while she watched her sister masturbating was a huge turn-on. But when Tricia began to tell her that it was time to suck Bill's dick again, Melinda realized that her sister was right, and willingly opened her mouth to do so.
She sucked a load of come from his cock, soon enough. She knew that he had turned himself on a hell of a lot while he had been eating her, sliding his hand up and down his shaft and all, and she was glad that Tricia yelled out for her to suck that cream right down.
That way, she did not have to worry about pulling her mouth back so Tricia could see Bill's come shooting.
Bill was obviously so turned on by his getting sucked by one sister as the other sister sat there watching, that he didn't lose his hard-on in Melinda's mouth.
Instead, he stayed nice and hard, and soon was turning his body around so he could slide his dick right between her cunt lips.
She rolled over onto her back and told him that it was her first time and that he had to enter her gently. She did not, after all, know if she had a hymen or not.
Melinda had heard a lot about sex from her older sister. The two of them had talked about it on occasion, and Tricia had told her about the pains of a woman having a hymen, especially during the first time.
She said that it could turn a fabulous experience into a real downer, because of all the pain involved, and Melinda had been praying she would not have one. There was some pain from taking something so long and thick in her pussy for the first time.
But Tricia had told Melinda that there were ways to make her cunt muscles relax, by concentration and squeezing, and Melinda had tried to do that.
It seemed to make everything easier when he was all the way inside of her. The fear of possibly having a hymen and feeling the pain of having it shattered soon subsided because Bill had made it all the way into her.
And Tricia was still sitting there on the couch, not only ramming three fingers in and out of her spread pussy lips, but also moaning about how Bill should wait for Melinda's newly entered pussy to get used to his thick cock. She was moaning about how Melinda would like it more, once her cunt got used to the size.
And such was, indeed, the case. Melinda waited until she was able to slide herself up and down against his cock pole a little bit, without any pain.
And then, she started to moan for him to move, and once he did, the fuck turned into a sensational pleasure ride. She kept looking at Tricia and was getting off on the way her sister was loving watching her.
"Yeah, fuck her," Tricia had been moaning over and over again. "Fuck her hot little hole. Ram it in and out of her."
And Melinda had been going crazy. Her senses were suddenly all as high as they could be and as the heated cock pole made contact with Melinda's stiff clit, she could feel the way her cunt began to spasm hard.
His chest had been pressing down against her nipples, and that was a turn-on, too.
And because her nerve endings were all tingling and open to sensation, when Bill slapped her playfully on the ass, Melinda seemed to go crazy with lust. Her ass cheeks began to surge with pleasure from that slapping.
"Yeah, do it again," she had been moaning. "Do it again and again."
And Bill had slapped her ass over and over, because he was able to tell that there was some relationship between her cunt spasms and the slaps.
And because the tighter cunt spasms really served to turn him on more, he was quite willing to keep right on slapping her hot ass cheeks.
Melinda didn't even remember how long the fuck had gone on for. There was no way that she could keep track of time, and she would later realize that having good sex was one of the most fantastic ways to pass the time in the world.
But when Bill started to throb in her pussy, then began to come, Melinda was already becoming aware of the things that would turn her on in life.
"You are such a fucking exhibitionist," Tricia had been screaming out as Melinda was coming. "With a little bit of voyeur to go with it."
CHAPTER FIVE
"Bobby, are you up? Are you up? And I'm not just talking about you being awake, you have to realize. I realize I'm being a dirty dog by talking to you this way, but it's almost eleven, and I want to play."
"Who is this?" he asked, still a little bit fuzzy. He was certainly not used to getting calls like this so early in the morning.
"Who, indeed!" the hot voice said. "Just look out your window into my living room and you'll see who it is. I'll be looking for you."
And then Melinda hung up. When she had finished thinking about her first fuck, and how she had become something of an exhibitionist, she had looked out her window to see if he was up yet, and looking at her.
Then she had looked at the clock. A man should be up by eleven o'clock on such a sunny day, she had thought to herself, even if it was the first day of his vacation.
Besides, she had thought, if he'd been up, he would have been in for quite the show. He would have been able to see her playing with her hot pussy, totally unaware of anything else but the visions in her mind.
Melinda had realized that when she came out of her fantasy, and found herself lost with her fingers deep inside of her pussy. She had opened her eyes and had looked down at three of her wet digits, buried deep in her slit.
The feeling was so wonderful that she lay there a little while longer, and kept right on playing with herself. As her finger had been wiggling her clit, and two others had been sliding in and out of her body, deep, she'd thought of other exhibitionistic games she had played.
And that was when she had stopped to make her call to Bobby.. After all, Melinda knew she could turn herself on by fantasizing about things that had happened to her.
But she knew that something that would add to her fantasy would be having Bobby watching her fingering herself. So she called him.
And as she turned her body around on the living room sofa, so she was facing the window that she knew he could look in from, she glanced up at his bedroom window. She could see the way there was a light on, and then she saw a face at the window.
She knew that he was there, and she started to slide her fingers in and out of her pussy faster and faster. Then, she spread her cunt lips wide with the fingers that had been moving in and out of her.
And she began to lick her lips a little bit. She looked up at his window and could see that he was now standing in front of it, totally naked. He was standing sideways, so she could see the length of his long prick.
Melinda loved it. She wanted to try and lure him downstairs, to his living room (because he could see her better from there, and she could see him better, too), and then across the yards to her own living room.
So she decided to think about something which always turned her on. She still kept looking up at him because she not only loved the idea of watching him, but was able to think at the same time. And she thought about something that few people knew.
It was the kind of thing that people tended to ask you the kind of question that seemed to be a natural turn-on about how a woman met her husband.
She and Joe had met in a strange kind of way, and she had even been a little bit daring about coming on to him.
The two of them had both been living in Manhattan at the time in old-fashioned buildings, next door. There was an alleyway between the buildings, and Melinda had always hated having her bedroom look out on that alleyway.
But one evening, when she had been sitting home doing nothing, she'd noticed a hot and hairy-chested black-haired man in the bedroom across the alley. That man turned out to be Joe, though she didn't know hs name at the time.
He had just come into his bedroom, with a hot blonde lady with big tits.
When Melinda noticed that he wasn't pulling the shades down, she decided that watching him would be a more than suitable way to enjoy the evening. For her, at that point in her life, watching was almost as much fun as doing it.
Nothing really topped doing it, because that involved taking active part.
But it was a rainy night, as she recalled, and she wasn't planning on going out to a bar to look for some hot stud. It seemed like a great way to pass some time, watching this hot man fucking the blonde.
Neither one was naked, at first, but the blonde was sure as hell eager to get to Joe's dick. She had pulled it right out of his pants within seconds, then started to move her lips up and down the shaft.
Melinda had gotten so turned on. Ever since she had been living in that apartment, she had hoped to see something hot happening from one of the other apartment windows that her few windows looked out on, but nothing had ever happened.
This was like a dream come true. She had sat on a chair right by her window, thinking that it was better than going to a dirty movie (something that she happened to enjoy going to because watching naked bodies was fun for her).
This blonde had slid her lips up and down Joe's dick, and Melinda was able to see the way the woman was unbuttoning her own blouse. The woman's back had been to her, but she saw the woman's arms moving, and knew that she must have been starting to open her blouse buttons as fast as she could.
Then she had pulled her mouth all the way back, and had held his cock at the base, slapping herself back and forth against her cheeks with it.
After she stood up, she stripped herself completely, then started to rub her pussy lips against Joe's hard dick. Joe ended up lying on his back, on his bed, while this big-titted blonde was riding up and down his cock shaft.
She was facing the window as she rode, and Melinda had a great look at the woman's bouncing big tits, as well as her cunt lips, and Joe's cock shaft and balls.
In fact, the look of the balls, and the base of the shaft, and as much of the shaft as she got to see during the ride (depending on how high up the blonde bitch lifted her pussy while riding him) was certainly a turn-on for Melinda.
The redhead had been busy driving her fingers in and out of her own cunt, licking her lips at the same time because she was thinking about how hot it would be to run her tongue all over the black-haired man's balls.
When the blonde had stopped moving, Melinda was sure that the man had shot into her pussy, and that turned her on. The blonde had pulled herself off the black-haired man's cock, and then she had licked it for a while.
Later on, he had started to lick her. He had pushed her onto her stomach and pushed her legs up so her ass was raised. Then he moved his mouth down to her buttocks, and as he had run his lips and tongue all over those cheeks, leaving wet traces of saliva, he had been turning Melinda on more.
That was because ever since the redhead had gotten slapped on the ass during her first fuck, the idea of having her ass cheeks played with during a fuck was a major turn-on for him. Seeing that tongue running all over those ass cheeks was the kind of turn-on that made Melinda's pussy surge with cream.
She had watched Joe licking the blonde's ass, then slapping the blonde's ass, then getting up on his knees behind her and ramming his dick right into the blonde's ass, and he had sure as hell gotten off on that.
When Joe had started to come the second time, he had pulled out of the woman's cunt, and Melinda had been a little bit confused. She knew that they always did things like that in dirty movies because they wanted to get the shot of the come flying out of the cock head, to prove that the men shot off.
She could not understand why a man fucking a woman in the privacy of his own bedroom would do that same kind of thing.
Then, she saw Joe turning and looking out his window. They had made direct eye contact at that moment for the first time since he and the blonde had come into his bedroom, and he had actually winked at Melinda, and licked his lips.
As he looked back down at his shooting cock, Melinda realized that he wanted her to look at it, and he even turned sideways so she could get a good look at it. Seeing those last few drops of come dripping from that big fat cock slit was enough to make her whole body surge with new heat, and she stood up then.
That way, as she kept masturbating herself, sliding her fingers in and out of her heated pussy hole, the man was able to see her.
The next night, she and Joe got into games between just the two of them.
Melinda had just gotten out of the shower when she was passing by her bedroom window that looked out on the alley and the man's bedroom window. She had glanced over, and had been happily surprised to see him.
He was standing at his window, facing hers, with a hard-on in his hand. He was sliding his hand up and down that fat cock of his.
There were moments when he pressed the head of his cock against the window, and she could see that he was leaving traces of his pre-come wetness on the glass. That was something which turned the redhead on a hell of a lot.
She had had a towel wrapped around her body, but was more than willing to untuck it and let it slide down on the floor around her feet. She stood right in front of the window and began to play with herself.
As she spread her cunt lips wide, he made a kind of thrust gesture, and she knew that he was pretending to slide it in and out of her pussy. That really turned her on more and she moved her fingers in and out of herself.
"Your cock," she said, mouthing the words, then looking at her fingers, so he would know that she was fantasizing about having his cock sliding in and out of her cunt.
He seemed to get off on that. He kept a fist wrapped around his cock, and instead of sliding his fist up and down the shaft, he was sliding his cock in and out of his fist. It was like he was fucking his own fist, imagining that it was her cunt.
Melinda had loved it. And she had loved it even more when his cock began to throb really hard, and then he was shooting his load all over the window. It was quite the enormous load which shot from his cock slit.
And he even seemed to get off on letting the come trickle down the glass.
Melinda and Joe had played games like that often with each other, without ever talking to each other. Three days after their mutual window-to-window masturbation, she decided that she was going to buy herself a dildo.
She waited until he turned on his bedroom light and walked into his room, then began to slide the dildo in and out of her cunt. She did so at a nice, steady rate, standing right where he would be able to see her.
She had made him so fucking hot then. He had just started to undress, and as soon as he saw her, she got to see something that she liked.
His cock filled with blood instantly, just at the sight of her. She knew that it was just the sight of her that made him get hard, because she was able to see his cock shaft stiffen without him even touching himself.
She had licked her lips, and then she had slid the dildo in and out of her own pussy faster and faster, and she knew he loved it. He was moaning really loud, she could tell, by the way he had his mouth open.
Melinda couldn't even remember how many times the two of them had played with each other, without actually touching the other.
She had no friends she could talk to about these games, but there was still Tricia. As her older sister had been one of the people to get Melinda into these games, the redhead knew she could confide in Tricia.
And her sister's reaction had shocked her a little bit. It was so unexpected.
"You shouldn't be playing games like that in the city," Tricia had said. "You never know what the man you're playing with is like. I mean, he could be a real sickie and he might try to attack you or something."
"God, you've really let people's talk influence you. People in the city are not as bad as you out-of-town hicks make them out to be. He seems like a real nice guy, Tricia. Besides, we're playing harmless games. And if you ever got a look at his body, I think you would want to play his games, too."
"Did I ever tell you about Nick?" Tricia had asked them, and Melinda had told her that she hadn't. So Tricia had told her a little story.
Deep down, Melinda wanted to believe that her sister was making up the story. She wanted to believe that her sister was making it up as a kind of warning.
It had to do with exhibition and voyeur games that Tricia had been playing. She, too, had been having something going with a neighbor. She seemed to think at the time that it was all right, because they were both living in a small town. As long as it wasn't New York City, where Tricia thought people were crazy, it was okay.
Anyway, Tricia said that she had finally made a date with the man. And the two of them had met for dinner, and Nick had turned out to be a total ass-hole. All she had to do was hear his voice, and she was turned off.
And along with that turn-off came the shattering of an illusion. She had always thought that Nick looked like a real hot tough stud. Instead, he turned out to be a somewhat meek Mama's boy, and after their one dinner date, Tricia had decided that she could never play window games with him again.
Her illusion of him as a big he-man had been totally shattered, and the thought lof those games with him did not turn her on anymore.
"So think about that," Tricia said. "It might be okay for you to be playing these games, but don't ever set up a date with him. I'm sure the fantasy of what he's like has to be better than the reality of what he is."
And though Melinda had been real hot for him, she had never really had any intentions of making plans to meet this man. It was almost as if she knew that fantasy was almost always better than reality, and as long as she was living in her apartment, she wanted to keep up a good relationship with him, and wanted to keep playing from afar.
Then one afternoon, as she was coming home from work, she felt someone walking up behind her and grabbing her by the arm. immediately she tensed up, thinking that she was being mugged. Then she turned her head and found herself looking at him.
As he opened his mouth to speak, she hoped that he wouldn't, thinking that if she heard his voice and it was not as manly as she thought it would be, she would never want to play her window games with him again.
But he turned out to be quite manly, and she thought that he was even hotter up close.
"Hey, hey, slow down," he had said. "I just wanted to introduce myself finally, and formally. I mean, we do know each other pretty well. I'm Joe."
"I'm Melinda," she said to him, and he smiled.
"Melinda. like the name of a goddess or something. And you are as pretty as a goddess. You know, I've been hoping that we'd run into each other on the street one day, but it sure has taken us a long time to make contact."
"Yes, I know," she told him. "Maybe we just work different hours. "
"Well, whatever! We've met now, and I'm free for dinner. Can I buy you dinner?"
"Sure," she had said to him, and she had been more than willing to have him take her out for dinner, because just from the sound of his voice, she realized that he would not be like Tricia's friend Nick. This dude was hot.
So over dinner they had talked and gotten to know a little bit about each other, and after dinner, Joe had asked her which apartment she'd like to go to, to fuck in. He just came right out and asked her like that.
And she decided that his bedroom looked nicer than hers, at least from what she had seen of it. They both laughed when he said that.
Their first sexual encounter had started where the two of them had sat across the room from each other, stripping off clothing, piece by piece, playing with the exposed parts of their own flesh to turn the other one on. When they had both been naked, they'd moved toward each other and had really started to get it on.
The rest was history. The fucking turned out to be as good as the masturbation games they had been playing between their two windows.
And they had started to date each other, and had discovered that they had more than a fabulous sex life going for them. So about a year after they first spoke to each other, they had married each other. And though the exhibition-voyeur games had worn off a little bit between the two of them, every once in a while, it was a good way to began their sessions, a good kind of foreplay.
As Melinda had been thinking about that, she had seen Bobby disappear from his bedroom window. A few minutes later, he had appeared in his living room, wearing a pair of jogging shorts, with his hard dick sticking out of the left leg.
And a few seconds ago, he had disappeared from his living room window.
When she realized that he was not there, it bothered her a little bit. She had been stroking her pussy constantly, in the hopes of enticing him and making him jerk himself off for her to see. But where the hell was he?
Suddenly, she heard a tapping on the window. And as she looked over, she could see him standing right outside, sliding his hand up and down that big fat bulge in his jogging shorts.
CHAPTER SIX
"God, I just have to take a break for a few seconds," Tina said, as she moved away from the typewriter and moved toward the large couch in Joe's office.
"Hey, I'm not paying you for lying around," he said, looking up from his work and smiling at her, somewhat jokingly. "Go on. I don't want you to go blind doing my paper work. Close your eyes for a few seconds."
"Thanks, Joe. You're real understanding as a boss," she said.
As she closed her eyes, she didn't realize that he was looking at her with a tremendous feeling of lust. He stopped writing and put his pencil down, then looked at, the way her big tits seemed to be heaving up and down in the blouse she was wearing.
Joe had had the hots for Tina ever since he and Melinda had moved next door to the blonde and her handsome brown-haired husband. In fact, he had even let his wife know that he was quite hot for their neighbor, and it did not bother him when Melinda said that she was hot for the husband.
But so far as Joe knew, nothing had happened yet between Melinda and Robert. He and Melinda had talked about seducing the couple. After all, since they both liked looking at each other so much, he knew that they could get off on watching the other getting laid.
He thought about the barbecue last week. When he had gone with Melinda to her kitchen to help her get the dessert, he had been hoping he could come on to her. It really would have been the perfect time to do so.
After all, she had been wearing nothing but a skimpy bikini. One pull of a string and her tits would have been bared for him.
And even though all of them had smoked that great grass, and had all been pretty high, when he was alone with Tina, she just seemed to keep talking about Bobby. It was almost as if she might have known what he wanted, and in talking about her husband, was letting him know that she was not the kind of wife who fucked around.
And at one moment when Joe had brushed his arm against her breast, gently, she had seemed to tense right up. That was when she suggested they get back to the others.
Joe had also thought he might be able to come on to her earlier, when he had gone into the house to roll the joints and she had followed. But she really did just want to watch him rolling the joints, and she did just want to see what the grass looked like.
Now, after a few hours work, Joe was quite horny. And as he looked at her lying there, he could feel his cock getting stiffer in his pants. He slid his hand under the desk so he could start to rub himself.
"Shit," he said out loud, so she opened her eyes and looked. "I know what you mean about being tired. My eyes are hurting from all this work."
"That's what happens when you fall behind on your bookkeeping," she said. "I used to do bookkeeping for a friend of mine, and I made sure to keep everything up to date. Then I went away with Bobby for a two week vacation, and those first few days when I came back, I thought I'd go blind. Whoever did the books when I left really screwed up."
"Well, these are not screwed up too much. Are they?"
Tina started to laugh, and when she did, Joe could feel a kind of lightening in the atmosphere. There was this electricity to her laugh. He knew that if she would have been willing, he would have fucked her right then and there.
Of course, he knew he'd be willing to eat her for a long while first, to turn her on.
As a kind of obvious cruising gesture, he ran his tongue over his lips, but she really didn't seem to notice, or if she did, she did not say anything about it. It bothered him a little bit. They had been working so close for the last few weeks, and he was so fucking hot for her, because she was just one hot fucking lady.
"Hey, let's talk," he said to her suddenly. "You know, you never told me about how you and Bob met. How did you meet?"
"In college," she said, and he was a little bit surprised.
He had expected a little bit more of an answer than that.
"Where in college? How? I mean, at a mixer, or what?"
She closed her eyes for a second, and he loved the look on her face. It was like a combination of two looks at once. She was turned on and was also blushing at the same time, and he wondered about what she was thinking.
"Come on, Tina," he told her. "I really would like to know."
"Well, I don't really know if I can talk about it," she said.
"I'll tell you what. I met Melinda in quite a strange way. If you tell me how you met Bobby, I'll tell you how I met Melinda. I bet it'll top your story."
"I don't know. This is a pretty sexy kind of story."
"That's my favorite kind," Joe told her. "Besides, it can't be anything more sexual than how I met Melinda. But you tell me first, because I asked first."
"All right," she said, laughing. "As long as I still get paid for this time."
Joe laughed when she said that to him, and assured her that she would get paid. After all, they had been working for at least five hours straight, without having taken a break. He figured that they should at least have an hour break or so.
"Well, I went to visit a friend who went to college with him, and ended up at Bobby's off-campus house with a few friends of mine. There was a small party going on downstairs, and upstairs, well, there was more than a party going on."
"An orgy?" Joe asked, and he was starting to realize that it was not going to be too easy to make it with Tina. She seemed to be real uptight, even talking about sex with him. And if that was the case, he was sure she'd be even more uptight doing it, because doing it with him would mean cheating on her husband.
"Yes," she said. "I don't even remember how I found myself in that room. But there was this man doing it to some other girl."
"Did it turn you on to watch?" Joe asked, and she shook her head.
"Actually, I thought it was a bit of a turn-off. I mean, sex is something that I have always considered to be a private thing, and the people in that room were making it so public. It was much too public for me."
"But only public to the people in the room," Joe told her. "I mean, to really be doing it in public means doing it at an open window where people could look up and see. Or to be doing it in the middle of a crowded subway station."
"I guess everyone has their own definition of what it's like to do it in public. For me, sitting in that room with about ten people, it was like watching two people doing it in public. And Bobby was the boy doing it."
Joe had to smile, because he could see that she was getting a little bit turned on thinking about it. He knew that she had to have first been attracted to other parts of Bobby beside his face, as she must have seen all of him.
"Go on," he said to her. "I like the sound of this story."
"Well, I don't know if I remember it exactly," she said. "I just remember that after he finished with her ... you know, finished coming in her ... he looked at me and I could tell that he wanted me. But I was not going to let him do it there.
"He ended up sitting near me and talking, and he started to tell me how hot he was for me. I though he was hot, too. And I was not such a prude, Joe. I don't want you to think that I was a prude. I've almost always enjoyed sex.
"Anyway, he wanted to do it with me right then and there. As he spoke about it I could see that he was even getting hard, though he had just come a while before in the girl he was doing in the middle of the room. I told him that I didn't like the idea of doing it with all these people standing around.
"So he told me that there was a place where we could do it without anyone standing around, and he took my hand and led me to his bedroom."
Joe knew that if Tina hadn't been acting so uptight, he would've pulled his cock right out of his pants then and jerked himself off. He would have done it all by himself, without her even laying a hand on him.
After all, just having her watching him would be enough to turn him on, he knew. And if she would have been willing to do somethg to herself as he played with himself, that would add further to the turn-on.
When she stopped talking, he began to smile, seductively.
"Well, come on, don't just leave me hanging," he said. "Did you do it with him or not? I really want to know. Did you?"
"Of course, Joe. I'm not that much of a prude. I did it with him in his room with the door locked, because I was not in the mood to put on a show."
To put on a show! When Joe heard her using those words, he could feel his cock throbbing real hard in his pants, and he squeezed himself at the base even harder so that he would not shoot a load into his underwear and cause a mess.
But putting on a show was the kind of thing that he liked to do. And he thought that he might as well pick up from there. He had told her that if she told him how she met Bobby, he'd tell her how he met Melinda.
"Funny you should talk about putting on a show," he said to her. "I met Melinda by putting on a show for her. I knew she was watching. I think that's something that I never told her, but I knew she was watching."
"Slow down, Joe, you're getting ahead of me. Watching what?"
"Well, our windows used to look into each other's apartment when we were both living in New York. I hardly ever made it with women in the bedroom. I preferred to do it in the living room, on the carpet. One night, I had this girl at my place."
"What was her name?" Tina asked, and Joe started to laugh.
"Funny you should ask, because I can't, for the life of me, remember. But she looked a lot like you, Tina. I mean, blonde and stacked, and real pretty. Anyway, I had gone to the bathroom, and as I'd walked past my bedroom window, I saw her there.
"I mean, Melinda. She was sitting on her bed. I don't remember if she had anything on, but I don't think that she did. I mean, I don't think I would have done what I did if she had been wearing clothing. I guess she was naked, and that's what made me decide to bring this blonde into my bedroom.
"See, I had brought her back to make it with her, and she was so hot for me that I had trouble even pulling away from her to get to the bathroom. So I knew that if I brought her into the bedroom, she wouldn't even look at the window.
"You see, I guess I've always had this exhibitionist quality about me. I like it when people are watching me making it. I like it even if I'm not making it with anyone. You know. To just watch me jerking off or something."
He had said that in the hope that she would tell him that she'd like to see him jerk off. Joe would have loved to hear her say something like that to him, but he sensed that Tina was still too uptight.
He told her more about what happened with the blonde, and how Melinda had been watching him, and she seemed to be listening intently. He didn't go into detail as to what he had done with the blonde woman.
He could hardly remember. He had made it with so many women in his life.
But he did remember what it had been like when he and Tina got into standing by their windows to make it with each other, and he told Tina about one or two times when they would play with themselves for the other's entertainment.
And of course, to turn the other person on. Tina seemed to be pretty fascinated hearing him talking about that, and he could tell that she was really not into that whole exhibitionist trip, so he didn't try to get her to do anything with him right away.
After he told her about how he had met Melinda, she smiled.
"I don't really understand it," she said. "I mean, how does a person get into doing it while someone else is watching them. How?, "
"For me, as well as Melinda, it started when we first got laid."
Joe had heard Melinda's story many times, about her sister Tricia and Bob, and it was a story that he always found hot, no matter how many times he heard it. His own story was pretty similar, at least when it came to the part about others watching.
In his case, it happened when he was fifteen and was ready to lose his virginity.
He was going to a pretty upper class school, and most of the girls in the school were the kinds who just liked to tease boys. The one girl who liked to make boys come was looked at by all the other ones as being the school whore.
Joe had always thought that was narrow-minded. And though he did think about making it with this school 'whore' he didn't do it with her.
He and a few of his friends got together one night, and rode into town, where they saw a pretty blonde whore hustling.
They told her that they would pay her a pretty large sum if she would take them all on, one at a time. Being a working girl who thought their price was quite substantial, she agreed to go with them for a ride.
They ended up riding out toward the woods. Then they pulled a blanket out of the trunk of the car and went into the woods. After lighting a small fire, the first boy started to make it with the girl.
Joe and all his friends stood around watching. Though their first friend to fuck the girl seemed to be quite uptight at being watched, Joe couldn't really understand it. He couldn't wait for his turn with the girl.
For one thing, he thought that she was so hot looking, and his cock was already as hard as it could possibly be, after seeing her naked. For another, he had read so much about fucking, that he knew he would be able to do everything right, and as long as that was the case, he knew he could put on a good show.
The first boy to fuck the whore came rather fast, and really didn't seem to have been in her too long. Joe even suspected that he might have never entered.
He did see his second friend sliding his cock deep into the girl's cunt, and then the girl began to moan loud and thrust herself up and down. Her huge tits were heaving up and down as she was getting her cunt fucked.
She was talking about how good it felt to have such a thick dick inside of her pussy, and hearing her talking like that made a few of Joe's friends even more eager, so much so that they were jerking on their own cocks.
Joe didn't do anything like that. He was smart enough to sense that this was just what she wanted. She was hoping that they'd get themselves turned on real fast so that they would be on the verge of orgasm when they were ready to enter her.
The third boy to fuck her might have thrust in and out of her twice, and then he was moaning loud, and she was moaning for him to fill her with come.
Then it was Joe's turn. His cock had been in his pants the whole time, whereas all the others had opened their flies and pulled themselves out, almost as if they were trying to see who was the largest.
Joe had quite a big dick himself, and even told Tina as much as he was talking about the whore, in the hopes that Tina would tell him to pull his cock out and jerk it off for him, or at least pull it out so she could see it.
When he had pulled it out with all his friends standing around, none of them said anything. The whore, on the other hand, had been quite impressed. She had started to moan for Joe to stick it into her.
And he did. Her cunt was wet from having been fucked three times before he got it into her, and she was so tight that it felt fabulous. He thrust in and out of her fast and hard for about a minute, until his cock was pulsing so hard.
She told him to keep on thrusting, but he did not. He knew what her game was all about. He knew that she was trying to get him so turned on that he would come in her cunt within a matter of seconds, and he was not planning on doing that.
So he thrust deep inside of her, and then he held himself in deep.
As he did, he could hear her begging him to keep fucking her.
So he slapped her gently across the face (which was something he decided not to tell Tina, as he did not think she would like the idea of it), and he told her that he would move when he was good and ready to move.
He waited until his cock stopped throbbing so hard, until he knew that he could thrust back and forth for a long period of time without having to worry about shooting off so fast inside of her. And he could feel her hot cunt spasming hard around his cock shaft, making his whole body surge with heat.
He slowed down again, about two minutes later, much to the disgust of some of his friends. After all, there were still two more who had to fuck her, and when they started to yell at Joe for slowing down, and started to tell him to hurry up, the whore had turned her head to look at the complaining boys.
And she had let them know that so far, Joe was the only one who had a kind of stamina and discipline that it took to be a good hot fuck. She explained that he was slowing down each time that he was ready to come, and that he was making her come hard.
When she started to moan about how good his cock strokes were feeling, he sure as hell was turned on, and he could feel her wet sweaty body heaving up and down.
She moved her lips to his and kissed him hard, pressing her tongue into his mouth, and he turned out to be the only boy she ended up kissing.
There had been a point when he had felt her cunt starting to spasm so hard around his cock, and he had known that she was on the verge of reaching her peak. He felt his cock starting to throb inside of her pussy.
And then he didn't try to hold back. It seemed like the perfect moment for the two of them to be coming, because they could come at the same time.
When he did shoot into her pussy, he could hear her moaning real loud, and he loved the way she wrapped her legs around his ass to hold him inside of her body for as long as she possibly could.
He was the only one she did that to, also, and it turned him on.
"So you see," he told Tina, "it happened as way back as the first time. I was being something of an exhibitionist already."
She sat up on the couch where she had been lying back, and when she ran her tongue over her lips, he felt his cock throb more.
More than anything else in the world, he wanted to slide his dick into her mouth. He even wanted to fuck her mouth more than he wanted to fuck her cunt.
But Joe knew that he still could have contented himself jerking his cock off and having her sit there watching him.
His fantasy just seemed to explode. Tina stood up then, and raised her arms up high in the air, stretching herself a little bit.
"Well, Joe, that was a real hot story," she said to him. "And it was a good way to pass the time. Now let me get back to these books."
And she sat down and started to do the books, not even mentioning sex again. He thought about going to the John and jerking off, but eventually, after he got back to work himself, his hard-on went down.
CHAPTER SEVEN
When Melinda saw Bobby sliding his hand up and down his cock bulge, she decided that she would play with him for a little while.
She still kept moving her fingers in and out of her cunt, and she closed her eyes so ,she could not see him. The second that she closed her eyes, she could feel the way he was tapping gently on the window.
Then the tapping became a little bit more desperate. It was as if he wanted her to open her eyes and look at him. And that was why she kept them closed.
She thought about some of the exhibitionist games she and her husband played with each other still, and that made her pussy just surge with cream. She kept her cunt lips spread wide apart with the fingers from one of her hands, while the fingers from her other hand wiggled her exposed clit back and forth.
When she felt the way her body began to surge with pleasure heat, she began to come like crazy, and was thrusting her cunt up and down against her fingers.
She opened her eyes, and he was still standing there. He had moved to the other side of the window, so that he was standing near a shrub. She realized he was doing that so anyone driving by would not see him.
And as she kept looking at him, she could see the way he was starting to pull his cock but of the leg of his shorts, like he had done in the safety of his own living room. The fact that he was standing outside of her house, showing her his hard as a rock cock, was too much for her to handle.
She was so turned on that she kept right on coming, one orgasm blending into another.
She started to lick her lips quite seductively, and even found herself sliding her tongue in and out of her mouth, like she was possessed in some way.
"Let me in," he said to her, and she knew he was speaking loud, because she could hear him, even through the glass window. "Come on, Melinda, let me in."
She stood up and walked toward the window, wearing only the see-through nightie. She could feel the way the end of it was getting wet near her pussy, because it was rubbing against her wet pussy lips, absorbing the moisture.
"Oh, Bobby, I don't understand," she moaned softly, and somewhat coyly, as she stood inches from the glass. "A few days back I almost had to rape you to get you to play with me, and now you want me."
"You cock-teasing bitch," he said to her. "Of course I want you. You wake me up at least an hour or two before I feel like getting up, and then you tell me to look out my window and into your living room.
"And you're lying on the couch with your fingers up your snatch."
"Oh, don't use that word. It's so vile," she said, as she slid her fingers up her cunt, just as he was saying it. She laughed, and he knew that she was playing with his head again. He found it fun, but knew it would be more fun if she played with his dick.
"And so I got here as fast as I could," he went on. "And I have this big piece of meat for you. I know that you want it, you horny little bitch. I know that you want it, and it wants you. Look at that cock head of mine. Look at that slit. See the way my dick is crying for you to let me fuck you."
It was kind of true, that the pre-come drops at his slit looked a little bit like a few tears dripping down, and she thought it was hot.
Then he pressed the head of his prick against her window, and started to rub the come drops all over the outside of the window. When he did that,, she still thought it was hot, but she was a little bit upset.
She knew that she would have to remember to clean that window on the outside before Joe got home from work. After all, they did have some kind of a deal.
She had let him know that she was hot for Bobby, and he had let her know that he was hot for Tina, and they had decided that they would go after the couple.
The night that Tina had been over, working with Joe in the den, she had bee so sure that he was going to seduce her. That was one reason she had been willing to go up to her bedroom and play and let Bobby see. It was a way to turn the man on to her, and make him desire her. And, Melinda had been sure, while she was upstairs playing window games with Bobby, her husband would be fucking Bobby's wife.
So she had been quite surprised to find out that Joe had just worked with Tina.
Joe had let her know that he had been coming on to the blonde, but Tina had not picked up on any of the come-ons, which made Joe think that she might not want him.
Melinda did not feel guilty at all about what had happened the day of the barbecue, though she did not tell Joe anything yet. After all, when Joe had first gone to get the grass, and Tina had followed him, it had been the perfect opportunity for Joe to make it with the blonde, and Melinda had been sure that Joe probably would.
Then Tina had gone to get the dessert and Joe had gone with her. Melinda had thought that Joe was just going there for round two.
And so she had been happy when she had asked Bobby to come into the living room to make more drinks, and she managed to seduce him.
She had been so sure that she and her husband would be able to talk about the games they had played later that night. Only she had turned out to be wrong.
When she and Joe went to their bedroom later that night, she asked him if anything had happened between himself and Tina, and he told her that nothing at all had happened. He told her that he had tried, but Tina seemed to be somewhat uptight.
Once Melinda heard that, she knew she could not tell her husband about what had happened with Robert. She knew he would probably be furious.
But it had already happened once, and as far as Melinda was concerned, there was no reason to keep it from happening again.
After all, she was thinking about the fact that her husband was now working with Tina, alone in his office. They would be working a full day. And if Joe was going to be alone with the blonde all day, Melinda knew something would have to happen.
She knew that something had to happen between herself and Bobby now, because she could see the way his fat dick was throbbing on the other side of the window, and she could sense that he might come soon.
She didn't want him to shoot a load onto the glass. That would have been a waste.
So she slid the window up, and then she moved her hand to his cock shaft. She began to slide her fingers up and down his shaft.
"Let me in the front door," he said to her, and she smiled.
"The only house from which we can be seen is yours. No one from the street can see you. Besides, didn't you ever want to do it this way?"
"Huh?" he asked, a victim to his hard-on, which was dying for some relief. "I don't think that I know what you're talking about."
"Well, I'll show you," she said, and she leaned over and moved her lips down to his cock, and started to take him all the way into her mouth.
Bobby was still standing outside of her house, and when she took his cock between her lips, through the open window, he couldn't get over it. The whole situation was so hot. He had never been sucked under circumstances such as this.
Melinda began to flick her tongue back and forth along the underside of his cock shaft, and as she was doing that, he was moaning louder and louder. She could feel the way his cock began to throb along the underside of the shaft.
And she loved the way that it felt. That harder she sucked him, the more that vein began to throb, and Bobby was moaning loud. Perhaps he thought she couldn't hear him that well, as his head was on one side of the window.
"Yeah, baby, suck that hot dick. Take it all the way down. I want to feel those fucking lips working. Not those fucking teeth, baby, just the lips and that hot fucking tongue of yours. I want to feel that tongue flicking over my cock shaft."
He slid a hand through the open window, and managed to reach one of her tits. He punched it through her see-through nightie, and as he squeezed her nipple, he could feel her sucking on his cock with even more fury.
Bobby could tell that this heated bitch was dying for him to shoot a load into her mouth and he knew that he was not far off from doing as much. His knees began to buckle quite a bit as he felt his cock throbbing real hard.
Then, he exploded in her mouth. She pressed her tongue right up against the slid of his cock, and he leaned against the window and managed to grab onto the side of the outside shutter to support himself and keep himself standing.
"Holy shit, that feels so fucking good. Suck that come right out. Suck all of that come out of my dick, baby. Your fucking mouth feels so good. And I know you're loving it because your goddamn nipple is throbbing."
It was true. Along with her throbbing nipple, Melinda's pussy was also on fire. She wished that he was in the house at this moment, because she knew that if he would have been, she would have been able to have him finger her.
Instead, she had to start to finger herself, and she moved her fingers right to her clit and wiggled it back and forth as fast and as hard as she could. She could feel the way her whole body was bursting with pleasure.
"Yeah, I have a great idea," Bobby began to moan. "I have the best fucking idea that I've ever come up with. It sure as shit is hot. I want to fuck you from where I'm standing. I want to fuck you in the window."
Melinda didn't know how he could do something like that, but she did know that she would sure as hell be willing to try. Getting it on right here in the window was something that she knew would make her come real hard.
She moved her free hand to his balls and yanked on them a little bit, and she could feel the heat that was emanating from them, onto her palm. She began to squeeze them as she tugged on them in the sack.
She could feel the way his cock kept on throbbing in her mouth, and as he finished spurting his come, his cock did not go limp.
Melinda was sure that it was because of the way he was turned on by this window scene. After all, she was so sure that he had never done anything like this before. And when you did something you'd never done before that was hot, it seemed to be hotter than ever because it was also a first!
When Bobby was sure that his rigid cock pole was not going to lose any blood, he told her that he wanted her to pull her mouth away.
She did as he said, and then, she stood up. They looked at each other throught the window, and when she looked down and noticed how their genitals were right near the opening of the window she had to smile.
"Well, Bobby, how do we go about this?" she asked him, licking her lips.
"All you have to do is back up against the window, and lean over a little."
"You mean you're going to fuck me from behind?" she asked.
"That's exactly what I mean. A back-door fuck."
"Fine with me. I think this whole scene is so fucking hot to begin with. I'm so sure that I'll get off on it."
"Great," he said, and when she turned around and then pushed her ass back a little bit, so that it was sticking out of the opening of the window, he slid his hand to her butt cheek and began to rub it. Then he slapped her.
As he did, he could see her lifting herself up a little bit more.
He could see the way her cunt lips were now visible, and he liked the way they looked so red and wet and lush. He slapped her ass again as he slid a finger into her pussy from behind, then started to wiggle her clit a little bit.
She moaned really loud as he was fingering her through the open window, and she was glad about the thought that ran through her mind.
She thought about Joe, and how it would have been hot as hell if they could have done something like this when they first met, where they were able to touch each other through an open window. And she was happy she thought about Joe while she was with another man.
It reminded her, once again, of just how much she loved her husband.
Bobby slid his hand around her body a little bit, and then he moved his fingers into her cunt from the front. As he made perfect fingering contact with her clit that way, he began to poke his cock through the open window.
When Melinda felt the heat of his prick on her buttocks, she couldn't believe how hot it felt. She had been thinking that she would have liked him to fuck her from the front, so she could look at him as he did it.
But this window thing made it seem hotter than it would have been if he fucked her from the front, she knew. This window scene was hotter than anything she had gotten into in the longest time.
He aimed his cock down ,at her pussy, and then he slid it into her. She could feel the way the fatness of his prick seemed to spread her cunt walls so much, and he pinched her clit harder with his fingers as he started to fuck.
Bobby wasn't able to hear everything that she was saying as she moaned, because the window wasn't open all the way, and his head was near the part of the window that was not only shut, but double as far as glass went, since the window had been pushed up from the bottom. But he didn't have to hear what she was saying, exactly, to know that this heated bitch was loving the way he fucked her.
She even started to slide one hand behind her body, and she seemed to want to move it behind his buttocks to squeeze them, but she couldn't reach.
Instead, she ended up" just rubbing her hand over his hips, and he didn't mind. It was one way of making sure that they stayed close enough together.
"Yeah, baby, you are one hot fucking bitch," he moaned to her.
He began to grind his cock around inside of her body, and he knew that he could have easily started to come within seconds.
Instead, he knew what he wanted to do. Slowly, he pulled his cock out of her pussy and as he did not try to enter her, he could see the way she tried to push herself back as much as she could, so her ass was hanging out of the window.
Bobby started to push the window down. As he did, he could feel the way she tried to pull away, but he trapped her there by pressing the window down against the small of her back and keeping her from pulling back.
Then, he started to push his cock back into his shorts. As he did, he turned and began to move away. By that time, Melinda turned her head around and saw that he was moving away, and she couldn't believe it.
"Bobby," she yelled out after him. "Bobby, what are you doing? Don't leave me here like this. I can't get the fucking window up. I can't get it up. You pushed it down too hard and I can't get it out and it's stuck. I can't get it up."
Suddenly, she heard his voice, coming from within the living room.
"That's all right, Melinda. We don't both have to have it up to fuck. I have it up, and I think that counts more than anything else."
He had come through the kitchen door, and had walked through the dining room to get to the living room. She didn't know when he had taken off his jogging shorts. He could have taken them off while he'd already been in the living room and she had been lost in a state of panic, trying to pull herself free.
She didn't really care about when he had taken them off. All that mattered was that he was standing in her living room stark naked.
She could see the way his hard cock was sticking straight out, and bobbing up and down, and then he moved closer to her.
He pulled the window up, and as she slid out, she looked at him and smiled.
"You really are one sly dog," she said to him, and he laughed.
"You were the one who started this. And though it sure as hell was fun taking you right there, I think I'll have more fun here."
She stood up, but was not on her feet for too long a time. That was because he just scooped her right up into his arms.
He started to carry her toward the couch, and then he lay her down on her back.
"I want to fuck you this way," he said to her. "I've already laid you from behind, but I like it better this way."
"From the front," she said, and he nodded, then whispered softly.
"And with no glass to get in the way of total body to body contact."
He cupped her ass with both hands, and pulled her down a little bit so that her ass was hanging off the edge of the couch, and her legs were up on his shoulders. He slapped her ass quite a bit, and she seemed to love it.
Then he rubbed the head of his cock against her cunt lips, without having to even move his hand to his cock shaft.
He was able to move up and down by raising his body and sitting up more on his knees. As his heated shaft rubbed over her cunt lips, he could tell that she was dying to have him inside of her body. She was the one, in fact, who reached for his shaft and then aimed it right at her pussy.
Once the head was between her cunt lips, Bobby was more than willing to slide his dick deep into her cunt.
CHAPTER EIGHT
And he ended up having one of the greatest fucks of his life. Not that Tina was a bad fuck, he told himself, much later, as he was letting Melinda make him something to eat. But the circumstances with which he had first found himself making it with her that afternoon had been incredibly hot.
When they had ended up on the couch fucking, he thought that he would be able to go on forever, and it was only when she started to come really hard around him, and he was so turned on that his cock throbbed real hard, that he realized he was not going to be able to hold back for too long.
He had started to shoot his load right into her pussy about ten minutes after he first made it with her. Then they went up to the shower.
They both cleaned themselves off, and while they were in the shower, Bobby could tell that Melinda was hot for another fuck. He loved it when she started to soap up his cock to clean it, and he ended up slipping it into her pussy from behind, then pulling out, and fucking her up against the wall.
Now, as he was eating, he looked at her, and he could see that she was looking at him with a great deal of lust. He liked it.
"You know, I do feel some guilt about what we did," he said.
"Which time?" Melinda asked, and she started to laugh.
"Which time? Any time. All the times that we've made it. We are both married, and I'm good friends with your husband, and you're good friends with my wife."
"So, wouldn't you rather make it with a good friend than an enemy?"
He had to admit to himself that there was some kind of reasoning behind all that.
"I guess so. But I hate the idea of cheating on Tina."
"Well, what if I were to tell you that Tina is probably cheating on you."
For a second, he was a little bit shocked, and he felt like telling her to shut up. He didn't want to hear her talking that way about Tina.
But then, he realized something. If Melinda was telling him the truth, then Tina was probably making it with Joe. And he liked Joe. And if there was any man who Bobby wouldn't have minded making it with his wife, Joe was that man.
How could he mind it? He was fucking around with Joe's wife.
"How do you know something like that?" he asked Melinda.
"Because I know Joe, that's how. And I know that he happens to have the hots for your wife, and would like to make it with her."
"Yes, but has he ever done it?" Bobby had to ask Melinda.
And then, Melinda had to tell Bobby everything that she knew. She told Bobby how she and Joe both didn't mind the idea of fucking around, and how they had talked about Bobby and Tina on many occasions, and how much they'd like to swap.
She talked about how she was sure her husband was coming on to Bobby's wife, but how Tina had not picked up on any of it. She talked about how Joe had come on to her twice during the barbecue, though nothing had happened.
"So now he's with her all day. If he doesn't get her today, he never will."
The idea of watching Tina making it with Joe turned Bobby on. After all, he had been into group scenes back in college, and he was not a possessive man. He thought that the idea of being possessive about a spouse's cunt was stupid.
After all, the cunt was given to a woman for enjoyment. And watching Tina enjoying herself with her cunt would have turned Bobby on.
He thought about how she had always wanted privacy when they were doing it back in college, and that made him shake his head.
"I wouldn't really mind it if she made it with Joe, but I doubt that she has. I mean, I know my wife. I really think she's faithful."
"Do you? Well, I could call Joe and ask him," Melinda said.
Bobby thought that would be a good idea. After all, he figured that if Joe was making it with Tina, then he could have a guilt-free fuck with Melinda. He thought that he could fuck her while thinking about Tina and Joe.
She went into the living room to make her call, and when she came back, Bobby could tell that nothing had gone on, just by the look on Melinda's face.
He finished his lunch, and then told her he was going to go home. Melinda was a little bit disappointed, but she could understand. After all, she knew that this was his vacation, and he probably had other things that he wanted to do aside from fucking.
When Bobby got home that afternoon, he could not stop thinking about what had gone on. The fact that he got a hard-on thinking about fucking Melinda through the window turned him on a lot, but also made him feel guilty.
He wished that Tina was not so much of a prude. He wished that Tina would have gotten it on with him in the middle of one of the orgies back at college, just to loosen her up a little bit. After all, when they were alone, she was one hot bitch, but at the mention of anyone else looking, she froze up.
Bobby felt that his lovely blonde wife had the kind of body that others would love to see in action.
That night, when she came home, he was sure that nothing had happened. He could tell just by how exhausted she was from all the work she had done. She just wanted to get something to eat and then lie down and rest her eyes.
He went up to lie down next to her in bed. As he stroked her hair gently, he began to whisper into her ear, licking her ear at the same time.
"Baby, did anything happen between you and Joe this afternoon?"
"Huh? Bobby, what do you mean? What do you think could have happened?"
"Oh, you know. You're a pretty woman, and he's a hot looking man. And you two were all alone in his office for the whole day."
She started to smile a little bit, and he couldn't really figure out what that meant. Maybe she had made it with him.
But she started to shake her head no, and she slid her hand to the front of his shorts and began to stroke his hard cock bulge.
"No, nothing happened," she said. "Except that we told each other how we met our spouses. I told him a little bit about your college orgies, and he told me how he and Melinda used to live across an alley from each other. Their bedroom windows looked out on each other's bedroom, so they could watch."
As Bobby heard that, he could feel the way his dick began to throb really hard inside of his shorts, and he knew she could feel it. He was so sure that she had to realize that what she was saying was turning him on.
"But nothing happened. We just talked. I sensed that Joe might want to make it with me, but I couldn't do that to you, Bobby."
"Why not?" he asked her, and she squeezed his cock bulge.
"Because, silly, I'm married to you , and you're the man that I love, and I could never do anything like that to the man that I love."
"What if I wanted you to do it?" he asked her. "What then?"
"Huh? Bobby, do you know what you're talking about?"
"Of course. I would like you to make it with Joe and I would like to watch you making it with Joe. I think something like that could be real hot."
"There you go again, ou still haven't gotten that all out of your system, even after all these years. You still like the idea of watching, as well as doing it in the middle of a crowd and being watched."
Bobby slid his hand up her leg, pushing her skirt up a little bit. Then he pressed his fingers right down against her panties, pushing them into her cunt a little. He could feel the warm wetness that was emanating from her cunt.
"You mean you wouldn't do that for me?" he asked her.
"It's not that I wouldn't. I couldn't. I couldn't do that."
"Fine, suit yourself," he said. "But I do want to ask you one thing. Could you do it with Joe alone, if you knew I wanted you to."
When he said that, he could feel the wetness starting to rush out of her cunt, and seep into her panties, and that was really answer enough. He could see the way she turned red with embarrassment, red because of the way her cunt flowed.
"I guess maybe I could, in privacy," she said. "I mean, Joe is a handsome looking man, and I think we could probably have a good time together."
"You are going to work with him tomorrow, aren't you?"
"Yes," she said to her husband. "Would you like me to do it with him?"
"Yeah," he said, smiling. "I think something like that could really be hot."
"Well, I'm not going to try anything, but if he does, I might go along with it. But only because you want me to, baby."
"Only because I think you deserve it, and it doesn't bother me."
He started to slide his shorts down, so that his naked cock was in her hand. He could feel the way she was sliding her hand up and down his shaft, and he liked the heat that was surging through his body.
He slid his hand into her panties, and he could feel the way she was soaking wet between her cunt lips. He started to wiggle her clit back and forth, slowly and gently, and she thrust up against his fingers.
When he moved his lips down to kiss her on the lips, he rammed his tongue into her mouth, and then he felt her sucking on it.
He began to flick his tongue in and out of her mouth as fast as he could, and then he started to move between her legs.
As he did, he could hear her moaning softly, and he heard what she was saying.
"I can't be too responsive tonight, baby. I wish that I could. But I'm so tired. I'm so tired, and I just can't respond too much. But you can do whatever you want. You can do it to me, any way that you want to."
When he heard her saying that, he was really quite happy. He started to pull her panties all the way down, and then he eased his cock into her pussy. He could feel the way her cunt lips began to close tightly around his shaft, and he knew that she was really quite happy about having him inside of her body.
Bobby began to thrust his cock in and out of her, slowly and gently.
"Yeah, baby, you just lie there and rest," he said. "I'll make your fucking pleasures flow for you. I'll turn you on and make your whole body surge with heat. Because I love you baby, and you deserve to be turned on.
"And if Joe wants to turn you on, then let him. Let him. I think that it would be real hot. I would like to see you two together, but if you don't want to do it and let me watch, that's okay too. But let him make love to you.
"You deserve to always have someone making love to you, because you're hot."
And as he said that, he could feel the way that his cock was starting to throb really hard inside of her pussy. He could hear her moaning softly, and though he loved the way that it sounded, he wasn't sure if she was feeling as much as she could.
Because she seemed to be drifting a little bit. He could feel her cunt spasming around him, and then he started to come inside of her.
"Mmmmm, baby, that was nice," he moaned, as his cream was still pumping out into her pussy. "That was real nice. You feel so fucking good."
He kept moving, until his cock went limp, and he slowly slid out of her.
Then, he rolled off her and lay on one side of her. He decided that he would get up and make himself a drink, then clean the dishes, because she had been much too tired.
As he moved toward the bedroom window and looked out, he found himself looking down into Joe and Melinda's living room. And when he saw the two of them going at it quite wildly, he could feel himself getting turned on all over again.
He started to walk downstairs so he could look out of the living room window and get a closer look. And the whole time, he was thinking about his wife, sleeping peacefully upstairs. He had no idea of why she was so hung up about doing it in front of people, and he didn't really know how to make her get over that. But he started to think of an idea that turned him on a hell of a lot an idea where she would be doing it in front of him without her even knowing he was there.
CHAPTER NINE
And there was a reason why she didn't like to do it in front of people, but she had never told her husband about it, because she was too embarrassed.
It dated back to her childhood, and had to do with her sister and her father.
As Tina tried to sleep that night, she tossed and turned in bed, because all these images were starting to come back to her, and she did not like them too much.
She thought about her older sister Leslie, who was a stunning blonde, and also happened to be a lesbian. When Tina's mother died, Leslie became like a mother to her, which, her older sister usually said, was the reason why she became gay.
"Actually, it isn't, so don't feel guilty," Leslie had told her. "It's just that I raised one kid, you, and I don't ever want to have to raise another kid. I don't ever want to have any children of my own."
Leslie told Tina that she knew she had been gay since she was about six. And she had always gotten along better with women than she had with men.
Leslie hadn't told Tina about everything right away. In fact, here were something that Tina didn't know about for a long time. But she would always remember a night when she was about eleven years old. Leslie had tucked her into bed, and had told Tina that one of her friends was coming over to study.
Her friend was going to sleep over, and Tina thought that was nice. After all, it was a lot of fun to have close girlfriends.
Tina now knew what was going on between Leslie and Sarah, a pretty brown-haired girl, but at the time, when it happened, she couldn't understand her father's anger.
She remembered being awakened in the middle of the night by her father's screaming, and then he was telling Sarah to get the hell out of the house, and he was telling Leslie that she was a disgrace to the family, and he hated her.
Tina had cried in bed when she heard her father talking that way to her sister.
Years later, Leslie would tell Tina exactly what happened.
She and Sarah had been studying for hours and hours, because they had a big test. And Leslie had always been hot for Sarah, and had found herself staring into her friend's eyes as the two of them had been studying.
Then, they had started to get undressed. It was the first time Leslie had ever seen Sarah with nothing on, and she had liked what she saw. She started to climb into her large bed, and soon she was snuggling up to Sarah.
She came right out and told her friend how hot she was for her, and Sarah seemed to feel the same way. The two of them started to kiss each other gently on the mouth, without either one using tongues at first.
The more passion-filled the kisses became, the more their hands began to slide up and down each other's body. Soon, they were stripping each other, and then they were starting to rub their pussies together.
Tina would always remember the way Leslie had talked of this encounter, because she was able to tell just how much her sister loved Sarah. In fact, the two of them had become lovers at college years later.
That night, Leslie had started to take command. She'd kicked the covers all the way off the bed, and then she had told Sarah to lie on her back. The brown-haired girl had been more than willing to do as Leslie said.
Leslie had started to lick Sarah's neck and cheeks, and ears, and soon she was moving her mouth down to one of Leslie's tits and sucking on her nipple. She sucked on that stiff nipple for the longest time, because as she was doing that, she was also making a rubbing contact with the girl's hot cunt.
She was rubbing her leg there in fact, and Leslie was getting more and more turned on while she was turning her friend on.
Soon, Leslie had licked her way down to Sarah's cunt, and as the brown-haired girl spread her legs, Tina's blonde sister started to eat her. She sucked as hard as she could on Leslie's flowing cream, and seemed to love it.
Leslie was going crazy, and she began to thrust herself up and down.
Then she rolled onto her side, and Sarah moved her body around so that Leslie could still keep eating her while she started to eat
Leslie.
Leslie had loved the way that it felt to be eating another woman and be eaten herself, and she had been moaning like crazy. Perhaps that had been the wrong thing for her to do, because she had awakened her father.
He had walked down the hall and pushed Leslie's bedroom door open, and that was when he had started to scream. He had caught his daughter in a lesbian act.
"Daddy is overprotective," Leslie had explained to Tina, a few weeks later. She had told the younger girl everything that had happened. "And it probably would have been just as bad for him to find me with a man. I know it. Instead, he found me with a woman, and he was pretty upset about that."
Tina could understand why. At the time, she was upset about the idea of her sister being a lesbian, though she had gotten over it during the years.
She didn't think about what her sister had said to her too much during her own formative years. But when she was a teenager in high school, something similar happened to her, though she was not going all the way yet.
Tina was dating a young handsome boy named Fred, who had brown hair and was one of the star players on the high school football team. They were like the perfect couple, as she was the head cheerleader in school.
After a big game, the two of them had gone parking. Fred had started to kiss her and turn her on, and he had even gotten her to go down on him. It was the first time that Tina had ever taken his cock into her mouth.
She had not loved it. But she had not hated it, either.
It was much bigger than she thought it was going to be, and she had to open her mouth real wide to take that fat cock in.
Then, when he tried to push her mouth all the way down so that his cock head entered her throat, she tried to pull back. She thought that she would choke to death on his cock if he forced her to hold her head down there.
That did not happen. He let her pull back, and she slid her lips up and down his cock shaft at a rate that was tolerable for her. She didn't mind it too much when he began to throb hard in her mouth, then came in her mouth.
She liked the way the come tasted, and was more than willing to swallow it.
And after she sucked him off, and he went limp, his sexual desire subsided. The two of them went out for ice cream sodas to continue the victory celebration.
Tina knew that she had to get home at midnight, and Fred pulled up in front of her house at around ten minutes to midnight.
"See," he had said to her, as he turned the car off. "There isn't even a light on. Your Dad probably went to sleep, and had no idea of when you'll be home."
"Well, even if he's sleeping, I still want to get in before curfew," she said to her boyfriend. "Just in case."
"Stay a few minutes longer. You still have nine minutes."
And she decided that she would stay with him a few minutes longer. As they sat in the front seat, he started to kiss her hard on the lips. Then he was sliding a hand up under her blouse and bra, and touching her naked tit. When she felt his fingers closing around her nipple, she liked that.
When he moved his other hand to her free hand, and pulled it toward his crotch, she let him move it there.
She knew that she was not going to go down on him again, not in front of her own house. But she thought that there was nothing wrong with sliding her hand up and down his cock bulge the way she was already doing it.
As she had kept on doing that, she had heard him moaning. He wanted her to take him out of her pants and jerk him off.
He even begged her as he was kissing her on the cheek and ears, and she was almost ready to give in. The feeling of his heated breath rushing into her ear was quite the turn-on, and she was beginning to stop resisting.
Tina would never forget that night. It was something of a nightmare for her.
She had just been ready to pull his zipper down, and might have even had it halfway down (though in the back of her mind, she was still positive that she was not going to suck his cock in front of her house maybe just jerk it), when suddenly the car door was yanked open.
She felt a hand suddenly closing tightly around her arm, and she was being yanked really hard, yanked away from her boyfriend.
As soon as she turned her head and looked, she knew it was her father. He cracked her across the face with his hand, as hard as he possibly could, and she felt tears starting to well up in her eyes.
"You goddamn slut," he said, and then he pushed her onto the front lawn, and dove into the car, head first.
She could hear him hitting Fred, or maybe Fred was hitting him. She didn't really have any idea, though the car started to move with the two of them in it. She managed to stand up and run into the house, into the bathroom, which was the only room in the house that had a lock on the door.
And she was looking out the window as her father stormed back into the house, then heard him running up the stairs.
He pounded on the door really hard, and she had been so scared that he s going to break the door down, because of the anger that was coming from her. He told her that he was never going to let her go out again.
In the end, she realized that he was drunk, and he stopped trying to break down the bathroom door, then left and went to his own room, where he fell asleep.
But she had stayed in the bathroom for at least an hour after he must have fallen asleep, because she had been too scared of him getting up and catching her as soon as she opened the bathroom door and stepped into the hall. Leslie was away at college enjoying the freedom of being away.
When Tina had finally made it to her room, she had closed the door quietly.
And she just kept thinking that the next time she tried to do anything with a boy, she was going to have to do it in complete privacy.
Of course, that was because she did not want her father to ever catch her again. She knew that he watched over her like a goddamn hawk.
Her fear and dislike of being watched while she was having sex dated back to that first experience, and to another one.
It happened when she was in her late teens, still living home, a year before she went away to college. Her father had gone away camping for the weekend with some of his friends, and she had had a boyfriend over.
His name was Danny and he was a tall, handsome black-haired boy.
When she and Danny had had a few drinks, he had started to come on to her rather strongly. He was much stronger than she was, physically, and she tried to resist his come-ons, only because she was scared to do it in her father's house.
When she told him she wouldn't do anything with him, he slapped her, and told her that he was going to make love to her, even if he had to tie her up and rape her. She thought about protesting some more, and realized that if she did, he probably would tie her up and rape her. Because he could overpower her.
So she had given in, but it still was not a willing fuck.
Though Tina was high on drinks, she could not relax as he was starting to lick her cunt. She could feel the way his licking soon became somewhat desperate, because he was trying so hard to make her get wet.
It all had to do with the image of her father. When she'd look over near the hallway entrance, she would suddenly think that she was watching him.
She would suddenly think that he had appeared from out of nowhere, and he was standing there looking at her, ready to attack her.
Of course, he was away, but she could not bring herself to relax, or to stop thinking that he was not going to show up.
As a result, she didn't get wet, and Danny started to spit on his hand, and then he tried to force his cock into her. He did manage to force it into her, and as he was thrusting it in and out, he felt like he was ripping her apart.
It was the most painful fuck of her entire life, and it all had to do with doing it in her father's house. Once she stopped doing it in her father's house, it was so much easier for her to handle a man.
But she still could not bring herself to doing it while someone watched, because inevitably, she would start to think that the someone watching was her father, and he was going to slap her for doing what she was doing.
As she was sleeping that night, she started to dream about the way Bobby had been fucking her, and she thought that felt really hot. But then, because she had also been dreaming about her father, she suddenly woke up.
She found herself sitting up in bed, and as she did, she knew she had to get up and get herself something to drink.
She had to get herself some water, and also wash her forehead, because she was sweating. She walked into the bathroom and wet a cloth, then put it on her forehead, and sat there for a few seconds.
She could feel her whole body shaking a little bit, and she heard Bobby yelling upstairs to see if everything was okay.
She yelled down and told him that it was, then started on her way back to bed.
As she did, she glanced out the bedroom window, and found herself look across at Joe and Melinda's house. When she found herself looking into their living room, she could not believe what she was seeing.
There were her neighbors, making it with each other. She could see the way that Melinda was sliding her lips up and down Joe's hard cock, and she kept her eyes on his cock, because of what her husband had said.
She started to think that she would like making it with Joe's cock. She thought that it looked like it might be a perfect size.
It was smaller than Bobby's, so she knew that she could handle it.
She saw the way Melinda kept looking over at the window, and then she began to smile somewhat slyly as she thought about something else. The huge picture window in the living room looked right out at this window in Joe and Melinda's house.
Tina was positive that Bobby was down there watching. In fact, she had never been more sure of anything in her life. She thought about going down to check, but she knew him well enough, and remembered what a sex fiend he had been in college.
She started to play with herself a little bit, but then she saw the way Joe began to thrust his cock in and out of Melinda's mouth faster and faster by the second, and she realized that he was probably coming.
Tina moved back to the bed, lay down, and put the wet washcloth back on her forehead. She closed her eyes, and started to think about Joe.
She thought about his cock, and could feel the way her mouth and her cunt were both starting to get wetter, one with saliva, the other with come. And she knew that if Joe came on to her the next day while they were working, she would make it with him.
CHAPTER TEN
All day long she was looking at Joe with some kind of lust, and every so often he would look up from the piled up paperwork and ask her what was wrong.
"Nothing," Tina said to him, as she ran her tongue over her lips, then wondered why he did not pick up on the obvious cruise gestures she was sending out. She was thinking about his cock, and how good it had looked.
When the day seemed to be coming to an end, she walked past him and accidentally let her hand brush over his crotch. Actually, the accident was something that she had planned, and when he looked at her and smiled, she smiled back.
Tina was all ready to go down on him, as soon as he told her to. But she wanted to be sure that Joe made the first move, that Joe was the one to tell her to do him, because she did not want to be the one to start it.
"Well, let's go home," he said to her then, and she was completely surprised.
"Home?" she asked him, and he smiled at her and laughed.
"Yes, of course. Unless you want to stay here and work all night."
"No, let's go home," she said to him, and she was a little bit disappointed.
That morning, before she had left to go to work with Joe, she had talked to Bobby and she had just asked him to be sure.
"Do you really want me to make it with Joe if he comes on to me?" she had asked her husband, and Bobby had nodded his head.
"Of course I do. But only if he comes on, okay. I don't want him to think that you're some kind of a tramp and have you coming on to him."
"Don't worry, I wouldn't do the coming on," she had assured him.
And because she didn't, the two of them ended up pulling up in his driveway. As he looked over at Bobby's driveway, he turned to Tina.
"Where do you think Bobby went?" he asked. "His car isn't there."
"Gee, I don't know," Tina said. "He told me that he would be home."
"Wait, let me see something," Joe said, as he got out of his car and walked toward the front door of his own house, where a note was taped to the door.
Tina walked toward him and started to read the note over his shoulder.
"Melinda and I decided to go to the movies this afternoon," the note said, in Bobby's handwriting. "Don't make dinner, because well pick something up and we can all eat together. See you at about six."
Tina looked at her watch, and noticed that it was five.
"Well," Joe said, "why don't you come in and have a drink while we wait for the two of them to get back with the dinner?"
"Good idea," Tina said, and she let him lead her into the house.
One martini later, she was feeling really giddy. The drink had gone right to her head because she hadn't had anything to drink that day, and as she felt her head spinning rather mildly, she liked the way she felt.
She saw how Joe slid closer to her on the living room couch, and then he put his arm around her shoulder. As he started to move his tongue to her ear, he moaned.
"You know, Tina, you sure do turn me on. You've turned me on for the longest time. Do you want to know just how much you turn me on?"
"Of course," she said, and he reached for her hand and pulled it to his crotch.
She could feel the fat bulge in his pants, and as she started to slide her hand up and down, she did like the way it felt throbbing.
She reached for his hand and pulled it between her legs, squeezing her legs tightly around his hand so he could feel the heat of her pussy.
"Well, you turn me on a hell of a lot, too," she moaned.
"Why don't you take my dick out of my pants and suck it?" he asked.
"Of course, Joe. I've been waiting for you to ask."
She slid right off the couch, and then she started to open his zipper. As she did, she looked up at him and saw him smiling down at her.
Tina began to pull his pants down around his ankles, only because she liked to see a man's cock, balls and legs, as opposed to just his hard cock sticking out of his unzipped fly. She looked at the come drops on his cock head.
Then she moved her mouth down and started to lick his cock head.
As she did, Joe closed his eyes, and he started to think. Her mouth sure as hell felt fantastic, and he loved the way she was flicking her tongue. She sure seemed to love taking his dick all the way down, so that her lower lip was pressing against his balls when her mouth was all the way down.
She began to open and close her lips around the shaft, and he thought that sure as hell felt great. He throbbed a little, but the throbbing subsided without his shooting off into her mouth.
Joe began to smile when he thought about the phone call he had gotten late last night from Bobby. For one thing, Bobby wanted Joe to know that he had made it with Melinda, and that he and Melinda had talked about Joe's wanting Tina.
"Well, I want you to know that you have my approval to make it with Tina," Bobby said. "And that she will be looking forward to it."
"What?" Joe had asked, thinking of her that day in the office.
She had been somewhat cool when he had been making most obvious advances. He could not believe that she was looking forward to it.
"I've had a talk with her," Bobby said. "I told her that I loved the idea of you making it with her. So she'll look forward to it. There's only one thing that I really want you to do. Don't come on to her at the office."
"What? You just told me that I could," Joe had said.
"Come on to her in your living room when you get home from work. Look, I'll arrange it so that she thinks Melinda and I went out, and that you're both waiting for us. That way, Melinda and I can watch you two."
Joe just loved to be watched, and realized that if Tina thought Bobby and Melinda went out, the two of them could be over at Bobby's watching, while Tina would just be doing her thing, in, what she'd think was total privacy.
And she sure as hell was doing her thing. She was sliding her lips up and down Joe's cock shaft with the greatest of skill. Her fast flicking tongue was making Joe's cock throb more and more in her mouth.
She looked up at him, for only a second, because she could see him looking at the living room window. When he looked back down at her, her eyes were closed.
Tina just kept right on sucking his huge cock, hoping he'd come soon.
Joe kept looking at the window, then down at Tina. He was getting so turned on because he could see the way Melinda was sucking Bobby's dick as he stood near the picture window.
Joe could see the way his wife was sliding her lips all the way down his neighbor's cock shaft, and the fact that it was happening while Joe was getting sucked by his neighbor's wife at the same time was a turn-on.
When Joe felt himself start to throb, he began to moan softly. He started to let Tina know that he was going to explode.
He let her know that after he came in her mouth, he was going to eat her hot pussy and make her beg him to enter her.
When Tina heard that, she was getting real hot. Then, she felt his cock spurting load after load of come into her mouth. She let it all slide right down her throat and she slid her hand into her slacks and panties.
She began to wiggle her clit back and forth, and managed to make herself come once while she was still holding his cock in her mouth. Then she pulled her mouth back nice and slowly, and looked up at him.
"Now it's your turn, Joe," she said, as she stood up and began to peel her clothing off as fast as she possibly could.
She watched him get up, then sat down where he had been sitting.
She spread her legs, and then felt him moving his mouth to her pussy. He drove his tongue right between her cunt lips and began to wiggle her clit back and forth with it, as skillfully as he possibly could.
She felt him sucking the load of come out of her cunt that she had created with her own probing fingers, and she liked the way that felt.
All this time, Tina had avoided looking out the window. But as she could feel the way she was starting to reach a fabulous peak, she did look over.
She looked for only a second, long enough for her to have seen the two figures that were standing near her picture window, in her own house.
She knew her husband's body well enough to know that it was him, and she had seen a glimpse of the red hair, and knew he was with Melinda.
Tina had just put it all together. She hadn't really thought about it when her encounter with Joe had first started, but the second she had looked up and seen him looking at the window, it all seemed to make sense.
Last night she had seen Joe and Melinda getting it on.
She had realized that from her bedroom window, she was able to look into Joe and Melinda's living room. And she realized that if such was the case, she would be able to see them even better from the picture window.
Then there had been Joe's coming on. He had been coming on strong the day before, and after she had gotten Bobby's permission to make it with Joe, she had been hoping that he would come on to her in the office.
But he had not, even though she had been coming on to him.
Then there was that note. Tina knew that it would have been just as easy for her husband to have called her if he and Melinda were going to the movies.
Now she understood it all. They were trying to make her an exhibitionist.
And she was getting off on it a little bit. Joe's mouth was really good, and when she looked down at him, she could see the way he was not only eating her, but also tugging gently on his dick to get himself up.
She could see how his cock was starting to get longer and thicker, and there were a few drops of come at the slit of his dick.
"Yeah, Joe, keep eating me," she said. "Keep on eating this hot cunt of mine because it feels so good. So good. And get that dick of yours up. Get that dick hard again and then get it into me. I want it bad."
She could see the way that his cock was responding to her words, which was why she kept right on speaking like that.
As he started to pull his mouth away from her, he got up on his knees, and then he eased his cock right into her pussy.
She could not believe how sensational it felt, because of the heat, and because of how turned on she had been before he even entered her. She started to moan really loud as his thrusting dick caused her clit to wiggle back and forth.
Then, she looked at the window into her own house. She could see that Bob was fucking Melinda from behind, but she didn't look for too long.
She did not want him to know that she could see him yet.
She let Joe fuck her for a while as she was lying on her back. Then she told him that she wanted him to pull out of her, so she could get on her hands and knees on the couch and he could enter her from behind.
When she got on her hands and knees, she made sure to face the window, but she still did not look there, or, if she did, it was only for a moment at a time, so that Bobby wouldn't know she was looking.
