Watching and Lusting

                                  by Mandil

                                   PART 2                                                           
    

 

Naturally Bobbie waited impatiently at home during all of the following day,
until evening arrived. Thus far, he had been a witness to the most exiting
scenes ever in all of his life, and nothing, short of a specific order from
his parents preventing him from leaving the house, would have made him miss
Mr. Steven's next encounter with Linda.

As he waited in the warehouse for the van to arrive, he had seated himself on
the cement floor in his usual spot he had a tremendous erection even though
he couldn't tell why exactly.

All that he did know was that he felt a strange, never before experienced
excitement deep within. The fact that in a very short while, he was going to
spy on both Mr. Steven's and Linda, was thrilling him to the utmost. 

At ten past seven, he was still alone in the warehouse and he was starting to
feel disappointed, since he now had doubts that they would be coming at all.
But at last he suddenly heard the squeaking and rolling of the metal wheels of
the wide door as it slid open. Then Mr. Steven's van drove inside the warehouse.

Not a word was exchanged between Linda and Mr. Steven's, while they were
emptying the van of its load of assorted garments. But as soon as this was
done, they both sat down on the same wooden box, and began to talk. 

Linda had on a white short-sleeve blouse, with a blue skirt and for the first
time ever, she had a matching blue ribbon holding her hair in the back of her
head. Bobbie then realized that she was very beautiful indeed. From his hiding
place, which was barely fifteen feet away, he had a splendid opportunity to
examine her.

"You know," Mr. Steven's began, "last evening I asked Denise if she was sorry
that she had let me feel her teats before I married her, and she said that
she wasn't. She even admitted that beside helping her bosom to develop, she
had found it extremely pleasant to have my hands fondling her breasts, every
chance that I got to be alone with her."

"She did?" Linda said, in an exited voice. "But I suppose this was ok, since
you did marry her afterwards."

"My marrying her had nothing to do with it. Before I met Denise I had a cousin
that came with her mother to live with us in Lakeview each summer. She and I
went fishing whenever the weather was nice. Soon I began to kiss her and
gradually she let me touch her teats all that I wanted, and of course we didn't
get married afterward. She grew up into a most beautiful girl, and she is now
married."

"You mean that even though she was your cousin, she let you kiss her and feel
her bosom?"

"Yes of course, and I must say that we also did more than that." 

Linda was quite serious now. It now occurred to Bobbie that she no longer
seemed to be the nervous girl that he had seen the first few times that she
had been with Mr. Steven's. As a matter fact even Mr. Steven's was no longer
joking.

Many seconds went by during which time neither of them said a word. While Mr.
Steven's was staring at her, she had her eyes fixed on the floor, and seemed
to be in profound thoughts. 

All of a sudden, he took two pieces of clothing from the pile and inserted
them under his shirt, so as to pretend that he had huge breasts. As soon as
the garments were in place under his shirt, he began to slowly walk in front
of her, in a theatrical manner. 

"Of course a girl can always wear falsies." He said this as he exaggeratedly
displayed his false breasts to her. 

This got her laughing and giggling again, as she placed both of her hands on
Mr. Steven's false breasts.

"If I let you feel mine," he said, "then it is only fair that you let me feel
yours." as his hand reached out for her left breast.

At first she tried to pull away by turning her body completely around, but his
hand followed her, and he was soon standing behind her, with one of her
breasts, in each of his hands.

Bobbie couldn't believe his eyes. Linda just stood there like a statue, while
he stood behind her, pressing his body against hers, and his hands opening and
closing half a dozen times over her bosom. Her only reaction was to giggle,
while she remained standing very still. Even Bobbie could tell that by her
very lack of reaction to his exploring hands, she was giving him the green
light to continue to fondle her. 

As he stood behind her, he held her in a tight embrace, and while his hands
were busy kneading and squeezing her still developing breasts, his lips came
in contact with the side of her neck. Then he kissed her right earlobe. From
her ear, his lips moved to the side of her neck again. Linda was no longer
giggling now. Bobbie could hear her fast and short breathing, thus revealing
her awakening passions.   

Slowly but surely, he watched her tilting her head towards her right, thus
exposing the other side of her neck to Mr. Steven's wandering lips. Soon those
same lips were kissing, licking and sucking all over her lower neck, and while
he was doing this, his right hand slowly proceeded to pull her blouse out of
the waist of her skirt.

Whether she was aware of it or not, Bobbie had no way to tell. She soon folded
her arms over his left hand, which was still cupping her breast, and then she
closed her eyes, as she kept very still. She seemed to be lost in a dream
world of her own for the moment.

Now that her blouse had been completely pulled out of the waist of her skirt,
his right hand reminded Bobbie of a snake, as it crawled under the edge of the
material, to finally disappear under the garment.

The presence of his hand underneath her blouse didn't seem to produce any
visible reactions in Linda. As a matter of fact, even before Mr. Steven's hand
had gone underneath her blouse, her emotions had already been fired up. She
now appeared to be completely out of touch with the real world, and no longer
seemed to care what was being done to her.

Soon Mr. Steven's other hand join the right one under her blouse, while her
own hands were now hanging down at her sides, as if to give him a better
access to her bosom.

While Mr. Steven stood behind her with both of his hands under her blouse,
Bobbie could tell that he was moving them over her breasts, the stretching of
the material of her blouse in front was proof enough of that. It was now easy
for Bobbie to imagine what he was doing with his hands. 

Again his lips began to move over the side of her neck. Then all of a sudden,
he forced her to turn in his arms, while at the same time he pulled both of
his hands out of her blouse.

As soon as they were face to face he quickly placed his lips on hers. It was
evident that she was out of her mind with passion as she threw her arms
around his neck and at the same time she pulled him even tighter in her arms. 

They kissed again and again, during which time Bobbie heard the smacking of
their lips, and he was also a witness to the dancing of their tongues. All the
time Linda kept hugging him and pressing herself against him

Mr. Steven then began to undo the buttons at the front of her blouse. If Linda
was aware of this, she certainly didn't care. When he was done, he pulled the
garment down from her shoulders, and she even helped him, by shrugging her
shoulders, to let it fall to the floor at their feet. 

Linda was now standing there in just her white bra, from the waist up, as they
continued to kiss, and as he stroked her back. Then Bobbie noticed his tongue
slipping into her mouth, as she greedily sucked it in.

After long seconds, during which time Linda was evidently sucking on his
tongue, he managed to pull it out of her eager mouth, but her snake-like
tongue followed him into the cavern of his own mouth. 

Of course Bobbie knew that they were French kissing, he had often discussed
that matter with his friends, but until then he only half believed that people
did that. But now that he was face to face with the reality of Linda and Mr.
Steven's French kissing indeed, as they were doing it right there in front of
him. He could even see the glistering of their chins, as their mingled saliva
was drooling out of their mouth.

But now he was no longer shocked by what they were doing. Had someone before
this day described to him such a scene, as he was witnessing now, he would
have qualified it as revolting to the extreme. Seeing it with his own eyes
though, did make it believable, and he didn't felt disgusted in the least. 

On the contrary, he was exited by what he was seeing, he even felt envious of
Mr. Steven's good fortune in being able to kiss Linda in such a way. As if to
confirm his state of excitement, he then noticed that he had a tremendous
erection in his pants, his hardness was twitching and jerking on its own, and
he had no control over it whatsoever.

What happened next, Bobbie could have never imagined that he would ever see
such a scene, at least not before he was married. While they were kissing, Mr.
Steven's hands proceeded to slowly lift Linda's bra up and off of her breasts.
Then all at once, Bobbie could see the naked side of her right breast. 

Never in his short life had he seen such a magnificent and erotic sight. Even
though her breasts were not fully developed yet, they were still the most
beautiful and desirable things that he had ever seen. He could see her pink,
acorn size nipple in the center of her salmon colored areola, which in turn
was the size of a fifty cent coin. 

This splendid scene fired his passions so much that his hand, without his
being aware of it, went to the front of his pants and he began to stroke his
erection through the material of his pants. Then, as he observed Mr. Steven's
hands massaging and squeezing both of her now naked breasts, he felt a
tremendous climax. 

The pleasure was so intense, and it went on for so long, that he had to use
all of his will power, so as to make as little noise as possible. But even
while he was in the grip of this strong orgasm, he still kept his eyes on the
couple in front of him. 

Linda's bra was around her neck now and Mr. Steven had both of his hand all
over her exposed breasts. For Bobbie, inexperienced as he was, it was the
most erotic sight in the world.

Linda now had her eyes closed tight, while her back was pressed against Mr.
Steven's chest. Her head was resting against his shoulder, while both of his
hands were busy squeezing and pressing her boobs. Her bra had somehow gotten
unhitched in the back, and it was now hanging down around her left arm, having
become free of the right one.

Then Mr. Steven took away one hand from her breast, so as to remove her bra
completely. Bobbie suddenly had his first completely unimpeded view of her
young bosom, as his eyes for the very first time fell on a naked pair of
breasts. 

He was stunned and mesmerized by the provocative sight. What he was looking at
was certainly not the bosom of a girl of fifteen, he told himself. Both mounds
of flesh were much bigger than he could have possibly imagined, and while his
eyes remained frozen on her nakedness, he suddenly felt a strong urge to
possess her.

He did wish that he could be in Mr. Steven's place right then, and for the
first time since he began to watch them, he actually felt a spark of jealousy
for Mr. Steven's good fortune, in being allowed to fondle her naked breasts. 

In the pictures of exposed breasts that he had seen in magazines, most were
actually smaller than those that he saw before his eyes now. Both half spheres
of Linda's tender looking flesh, were very high on her chest, and they seemed
exceedingly inviting to the touch of hands, as well as that of lips. 

Yes he would have given all that he owned, to be permitted to rub his face
over them, even if it was for only a minute. Her raspberry sized nipples in
the center of her pink areolas were so inviting to him, that he actually felt
his mouth drooling, as he fused his eyes onto the heavenly spectacles. 

Judging by the way Linda was reacting, it was evident that she found much
pleasure by exposing herself thusly. She was shoving her chest forward, in an
attempt to force her bosom back into Mr. Steven's hands, but she didn't have
long to wait, since as soon as her bra was on the floor, he once again reached
out to her boobs. She didn't even try to pretend to stop him now, instead she
pressed herself against his hands, and once again she threw her arms around
his neck.

How long had Bobbie observed them, he couldn't tell, since time was the least
of his concerns now. She was standing there with her lips on Mr. Steven's lips,
and he was standing there with his hungry hands mauling, pressing and stroking
her very accessible boobs. Once in a while he would seize both nipples between
his thumbs and fingers, and after rolling and pinching them for a few seconds,
he would pull on them, much to Linda's delight. 

Had Mr. Steven wished it then, Bobbie knew that Linda would have let him do
anything to her, but he was in no hurry with her, and Bobbie supposed that he
knew exactly what he was doing.

It was quite evident that he wanted more than just a quick release for his
passions, he was working on something much more lasting with her. He probably
wanted to seduce her, so that she would become dependent on him, and this was
why he wasn't pushing the exploration of her body too fast.

This was later confirmed, when Bobbie saw him kiss her on her mouth again,
then he bent over and picked up her bra from the cement floor, he next placed
it over her bosom, thus making her understand that he wanted her to get
dressed.

She finally was able to fasten the hooks, with her hands behind her back, and
now that her young breasts were snug and safe again, one in each cup of her
bra, they kissed again for a few minutes. In the last twenty minutes or so,
from the moment that she had willingly submitted herself to his will, not a
word had been exchanged between them, and only now did he finally say
something.

"That wasn't so bad, was it?"

Linda was still too shaken to talk at the moment. She was still under the
magic of that wonderful feeling of her first kisses, not to mention her first
experience of having someone touching her breasts for the very first time.
Instead, she just nodded approvingly to him, as she kept staring at the floor. 

By now he already had her blouse in his hand, and helped her to put it on,
and even to button it. They were ready to leave now. Just before he opened the
door, he suddenly turned towards her, and kissed her on her lips, one last
time, while his right hand squeezed her left breast. 

Even to Bobbie, the meaning of this was clear. Mr. Steven's wanted Linda to
know that now that she had allowed him to fondle her once, and she was expected
to submit to his will, anytime that he felt like it in the future.

Even after they were both gone, Bobbie remained there, still, for another
fifteen minutes. He was too shocked to move, and when he did get up, it was
only to realize that he still had that monstrous erection. Furthermore, the
front of his pants was wet from his climax. No matter how hard he tried to
think of other matters, the images of Linda's half naked body kept appearing
in his mind. Only after he had given himself another release for his passions
by means of his hand, did he dare leave the warehouse. 

He slept very little that night. The events of the evening kept coming back
into his mind, but what bothered him the most, was the fact that Mr. Steven's
hadn't even tried to fuck her. Had he tried to reach for the junction of her
legs, he felt certain that she would have probably allowed him to touch her
there, and to do anything that he wanted. But later she would certainly have
felt a lot of guilt about it, and maybe even refused to see him again. This
was probably the reason why he hadn't gone that far with her yet. He had
restrained himself, only because he wanted her to fall in love with him, and
thus be able to establish a long-term relationship with her, so that at a
later time, he could do anything he wanted with her, and for as long as he
wanted. 

The following day was Saturday. Even if Bobbie didn't know for sure if they
would meet that evening, he didn't take any chances, and made up his mind to
wait for them in the warehouse as usual. As soon as he got up from the table,
he left the house on the pretext that he was going to play ball in the park
with his friends.

Instead, he went directly to the back of the house, and walked towards the
warehouse that stood at the end of the yard, just behind his father's garage.
It didn't bothered him too much that someone could see him near the warehouse,
since that path was also a short cut to the park. Once he was behind his
father's garage, it was impossible for anyone to see him from the house. 

He was almost an hour early, but he was prepared to wait, since nothing short
of the end of the world would have made him stay away. He no longer dared to
smoke while waiting for them, because if they should happen to smell the smoke
from his cigarette, it would be a dead give away that someone else was there. 

Beside, the feeble pleasure that he felt while smoking, was nothing compared
with the feast that his eyes were soon to witness. As a matter of fact, he
hadn't smoked in the last two days, and furthermore he no longer felt a need
to do so.

At about ten past seven, the door suddenly opened and Bobbie's heart began to
beat very fast, in anticipation. As soon as both passengers of the van were
out, he let his eyes rest on Linda's face. Once again her cheeks were red and
he could tell that she was nervous. 

The minute that the large door was shut tight and the lights were on, Mr.
Steven took her in his arms and he glued his lips to hers. At first she didn't
cooperate with him, but she didn't try to pull herself away from him either.
Then, after a while, he saw her throw her arms around his neck, as she returned
his kisses.

When one of his hands gradually made its way to one of her breasts, she barely
protested, and that was just for a second. Then she allowed his hand to roam
all over the beige sweater that she was wearing. A couple of minutes later, he
made her remove her sweater, and then it took very little coaxing to convince
her to remove her own bra completely. Once again, Bobbie enjoyed the view of
her splendid and exposed bosoms, that she now most willingly submitted to the
fondling by the married man.

Soon Mr. Steven's brought a new dimension to their kissing, as he gradually
moved his lips to her left breast. The minute that her nipple was in his mouth,
she placed her hands behind his head, while exerting pressure there, and thus
forcing his lips tighter against her nipple. He sucked her nipples with his
lips, and pinched them with his teeth, much to her delight. Later Bobbie
watched as one of her breasts disappeared completely into his hungry mouth. 

For the next ten minutes he indulged his sexual appetite by kissing and
fondling her breasts.

Then all of a sudden he said to her, "We better do a little work, or Denise
will ask me Monday morning why the van wasn't unloaded." 

Linda reached for her bra and her sweater, it was evident that she intended to
get dress, but Mr. Steven prevented her from doing this.

"No. Stay the way you are. Your naked teats will make me want to feel you
again, once we're done."

"But I can't remain like this!" she said, again bringing her hand over her
mouth as she giggled, "Suppose someone should come in here?"

"Nobody is coming here at this time on a Saturday night. Besides, the door is
locked. If someone should happen to want to get inside, they would have to
knock, and you would have plenty of time to put your clothes back on."

"I feel quite shy walking around like this in front of you." she grumbled.

This wasn't quite true, and even Bobbie could tell by the way that she walked
around bared breasted, that it rather pleased her to show her boobs off to Mr.
Steven's.

"I do want you to leave your magnificent breasts exposed. I can never get
enough of seeing them. They are superb! After I get done with them, you will
have the best pair of teats in Lakeview." 

"But do you like them the way they are now?"

"Of course I do! But you must always be willing to show them to me, and to let
me fondle them. They now belong to me."

His last statement seemed to please her a lot, and even as he said this, she
went and stood very close to him, so that he could reach her and fondle them. 

"Consider them as belonging to you then. Anytime that there is no one around,
and you want to touch them and kiss them, I will let you do it." she said in a
soft and passionate voice.

They spent another couple of minutes kissing, while his hands stroked her
boobs again. The sight of Mr. Steven's hands on Linda's naked breasts seemed
to be giving Bobbie as much pleasure, as if he was touching her himself. As
soon as their kissing ended, they began to work, for the next half hour Bobbie
watched as Linda moved around the van, naked from the waist up. Even if he had
wanted to take his eyes off of her, it would have been impossible for him, so
mesmerized was he by the sight of her naked boobs, bobbling around with her
every step. Every move she made, every step that she took, and every time she
lifted her arms, was a new provocation to him. Her breasts would bounce, or
sway or simply be pressed together, but as long as they were exposed, he could
hardly breath, much less move. 

At last they were done with their work. Again they kissed and again he fondled
her some more, but now for the first time, Bobbie saw the bulge in the front
of his pants, which proved that he was also in an exited state. But even so,
he didn't do anything more than he had already done that evening. Then, as they
got ready to leave, Linda suddenly burst into tears, because of the fact that
they weren't going to meet on the following day, since it was Sunday. 

That weekend was a very long one for Bobbie. On a couple of occasions, he was
able to see her in front of her house, and once he even said 'hello' to her,
as he walked past her house. Just sight of her caused his cock to grow in his
pants, and he had to hide his condition by shoving his hands into his pockets.

He could hardly wait to watch her again on Monday.                                  
   

 
( end of part 2 )