.                           Watching and Lusting
                                 by Mandil

                                   PART 6 



From his hiding place, Bobbie could hardly wait to discover what Mr. Steven
had in mind for Linda. He kept asking himself, what on earth could a fourteen-
year-old girl, who had just turned fourteen the previous month, could possibly
do to save his business?

"You see Linda, in the last year I had to borrow a large sum of money from a
man, he doesn't live here in Lakeview and his name is Sam Bolder. All the new
machinery that was installed here in the last two years cost a lot of money.
Even if my business is doing well, the interest on the loan is very high. This,
plus the fact that I had to buy a new truck recently, well frankly I don't
think that I'll be able to come up with the money for my next monthly payment,
at the end of the month." He waited for a few seconds, so that she could
absorb what he had just told her.

"But how can I help you? I have almost fifty dollars that I've saved, if you
want it, I'll bring it with me tomorrow."

"No, I am afraid that fifty dollars won't be enough. This man, Sam, is not
even prepared to wait a week, if I could convince him to wait a little, I know
that I'll have the money to pay him. But he isn't willing to give me even a
week's extension on my payment."

"But only a week. Surely you can explain to him that it's not too much to ask?"

"No, believe me. I've tried. There is only one thing that he might agree to."

Linda looked at him, a ray of hope registering on her face.  

"Then propose it to him. You must do it."  

"Well this is where I need your help." 

In the back of his mind Bobbie had a strange thought. For an instant he had
the impression that he could almost see where Mr. Steven was leading her. But
he dismissed this wicked idea, since it was too horrible to even consider.

"Of course I'll help you, and I'll also bring my fifty dollars tomorrow. Will
it make this Sam wait an extra week?"

"Extra money paid late won't make him change his mind. You see, his wife died
a few years ago, and ever since that time, he hasn't been with a woman. He's
extremely shy in the presence of a woman and he hasn't gone out on a date
since the death of his wife."

Once again he ceased talking, and he looked straight into her eyes. As for
Bobbie, his worst fears were now materializing, and he knew exactly where Mr.
Steven was leading her.

"But I don't understand. How can I help you find a woman for him to meet, I
know only girls my own age."

She was looking at Mr. Steven with her pretty wide eyes. Bobbie knew, that 
judging by her reaction, that she hadn't caught on yet, as to where he was
leading her.

Then all of a sudden, Mr. Steven's intention began to sink into her mind. Her
reaction was typical to that of the young girl that she was. She began to
laugh and giggle, and placed the back of her hand against her mouth, as she
always did whenever she would hear something that she felt was naughty.

"You are making fun of me now. I'm not a woman yet." 

"Believe me, this is not a joke. Please, let him have you just this once, and
I know that he'll grant me the extra week that I need. After all, you have
nothing to loose. If you prefer, I'll even be present when he is with you?"

Bobbie was stunned by Linda's lack of protest. It was as if they were talking
about buying a new dress for her. Probably her lack of experience with older
men, combined with her youth, prevented her from seeing the wickedness in what
she was being asked to do.

"But people might find out. My mother would kill me if she even heard of this.
I don't think that it will work."

"Believe me, no one will ever hear about this. As I told you earlier, Sam
doesn't live here in Lakeview. He won't even know your full name. As soon as
this is all over, you can walk back home and I'll remain here in the warehouse
with him, so that he won't follow you, and therefore he'll never know where
you live or who you are."

"I don't know. Will he fuck me and do everything else too?"  

"Only those things that you let him do. Remember, I'll be there to watch over
you the whole time."

"But it could be dangerous, he might get me pregnant?" 

"No he won't make you pregnant, since I'll explain to him that he has to soak
his balls in hot water for half an hour before he meets you. Remember I have
been doing this, and it works. Besides it certainly wouldn't be to his
advantage to get you in the family way. I know that he'll be very careful
about this."

"How old is he?" 

"About my age. You'll find him good looking too, and he is a gentleman."

By now she was looking at the floor in a very girlish manner. Then in a soft
and shy voice, and with a really naughty smile on her lips, Bobbie saw her nod
her head, acknowledging her willingness, as she confirmed her agreement.

"O.K., I'll do it, if it will help you."

  

                                **********

  

Her meeting with Sam was set for the following Saturday evening in the
warehouse. It seemed that it was the safest place in town, as Mr. Steven
explained to her. It would look bad indeed if the three of them were seen
entering or leaving a motel. Even if the motel was outside of Lakeview, it
would still be too risky.

During the following hour, once Linda had given her approval to meet Sam,
Bobbie watched Mr. Steven fuck her with an enthusiasm he hadn't shown before.

In the last six months, Linda's body had developed a great deal. Her hips were
now flaring wider, even though she still retained the slim waist that she had
before. As for her bottom, it was now very round, and appeared much firmer,
while her tits had almost doubled in size, leaving her with a pair of boobs
that any fully-grown woman would be proud to own.

Bobbie had no doubt whatsoever that she had the most voluptuous body of all
the girls in Lakeview. Even when compared to his older sister Carole, who was
already seventeen, Linda's body was much more developed and attractive.

He saw her almost everyday in school, and he often tried to talk to her,
especially when he was not with his friends. But he was only sixteen, and
considering the customs and moral values of the community, he wasn't
considered of age yet to go out on dates with girls, even if he was in his
last year of high school. A boy had to have a job, as well as marriage in mind
before he could think of going out with a girl. In Bobbie's case, he had
neither of these.

Of course his father, being the owner of the movie theater, as well as the
owner of a small shirt factory in town, was considered one of the wealthiest
man in Lakeview, and everyone knew that Bobbie's future was assured. But still,
this didn't give him the right to date, since he was still too young to be
looking for a wife.

Throughout that week, his thoughts were preoccupied almost exclusively with
Linda, and what she was going to do on Saturday for Mr. Steven and this man
named Sam.

When he had first heard that Mr. Steven was planning to make Linda have sex
with Sam, Bobbie felt very angry with Mr. Steven. For a short while, he even
seriously thought of exposing him to the authorities, by either writing an
anonymous letter, or better still, making an anonymous phone call to her
parents, or possibly to her teacher.

But at the same time, he also knew that if he exposed them, it would be the
end of his enjoying the sight of her nakedness, not to mention that it was
going to get her in a lot of trouble. So after a lot of thinking about this,
he definitely decided against this option.

Gradually, as Saturday got nearer, his anger change to self-pity, as well as
lust for Linda's body. Then by Friday, he could hardly wait to spy on her
again. At half pass five on Saturday, as soon as Mr. Mitchell, the last of the
two employees working for Mr. Steven, left the building, Bobbie got inside the
warehouse and hid himself in his now very familiar spot. He arranged every box,
that served to hide him, in such a way that he could see every inch of space
inside the large room.

He even neatly folded the blanket that had been in a pile on the floor and he
opened it carefully on top of the boxes.

At a quarter to seven, the large door of the warehouse suddenly began to slide
up, and Mr. Steven drove his van inside. As soon as the door was closed again,
both Linda and Mr. Steven got busy with their usual work, without even
bothering to kiss or talk. It was evident to Bobbie that there was much
tension between them now.

Fifteen minutes later they were all done with the sorting and marking of the
garments. While Linda sat on one of the boxes, Mr. Steven told her to wait,
while he went toward the front of the warehouse. Once there, Bobbie watched
him entering the wooden structure, that serve as office, thus leaving Linda
all by herself just a few feet in front of Bobbie.

Linda seemed very nervous as she sat there so close to him, she kept adjusting
her sweater, and pulling on her skirt. After a while Bobbie watched her take
a brush from her handbag, and she began to brush her hair. As soon as she was
satisfied that her hair was in order, she got up and began pacing back and
forth in front of the row of boxes.

She looked very pretty to Bobbie. She was wearing a beige skirt with a matching
short sleeved sweater, and even if her body was more developed than many of
the women in Lakeview, her face still had that girlish look, which Bobbie
found so attractive.

This was probably exactly why Mr. Steven was so attracted to her in the first
place thought Bobbie. She was just fourteen, but her body looked more like
eighteen, and her face still maintained the radiance and 'joie de vivre' of a
girl of twelve.

All of a sudden, Mr. Steven appeared at the back of the warehouse as he walked
towards her.

"Sam will be here in a few minutes." he said to her. It was evident that he
had trouble hiding his enthusiasm. "He just phoned me from a public phone. You
will be nice to him, won't you?"

Bobbie knew that it must have been exactly the opposite. Mr. Steven had
probably been the one to call Sam, or worst still, Sam could well have been
there in his office all the time, and was just waiting for the signal for him
to walk in.

Linda became visibly more nervous now. She took a few steps in Mr. Steven's
direction, and then said to him, "Remember your promise. You'll stay here with
me the whole time that he's here."

"Of course I will, and anytime that you want him to stop, just let me know,
and I'll ask him to leave."

"Did he agree to give you an extra week?" 

"Yes, he'll extend the time for one week, and if you please him a lot, he said
that he might give me even more time."

She gave him a nervous smile, and it was evident to Bobbie, that she was happy
to know that she was able to help him.

"How could she be so casual about this?" Bobbie thought. Here she was about to
let a complete stranger have sex with her, and she was acting as if they were
just going to have a talk together.

They both sat down on top of the boxes and talked for a couple of minutes.
Then there was knocking against the side door of the warehouse.

Linda jumped in surprise, and she got up from the box that she was sitting on.
Mr. Steven told her that she had nothing to worry about, since it was only Sam,
and he had been instructed to enter by that door.

He went to unlock the door, then he threw it wide open. A man that Bobbie had
never seen before, entered, and the two of them remained near the door. He and
Mr. Steven began to talk in quiet voices, so that Linda, and Bobbie too,
couldn't hear what was being said. After a minute or so, they slowly walked
towards Linda, who was still standing near the row of boxes.

"Linda, this is Sam. He is the man that I was telling you about." 

She took a step towards Sam, and they shook hands. She seemed extremely shy,
her eyes were focused on the floor most of the time, and it was evident to
Bobbie that she was reluctant to look at Sam's face.

"I hope that you'll be very nice to Sam." Mr Steven said, "He has been very
anxious to meet you."

As was usually her habit, whenever she would encounter a naughty situation,
she hid her child-like smile, with the back of her hand. But even then, her
two rows of perfectly white teeth, and her sensual looking lips, that even
Bobbie could still see, were arousing a desire within him. He would have given
a lot to be in Sam's shoes at that very moment.

"You don't have to be shy Linda." Sam said, "I hope that you know that we are
going to become good friends?"

"Linda knows perfectly well why you are here." Mr. Steven said, "She is
willing to do everything that you ask of her, but she has insisted that I
remain here, while you get better acquainted with her."

Then, so as to get things going, and also to break the ice, Mr. Steven's hand
reached out for one of Linda's breasts, over her sweater. She tried to pull
away from him, but he seized her with one arm, and with his other hand he
proceeded to knead her tits, while he kissed her on the lips.

After a few seconds, Bobbie saw him give a signal to Sam, with a nod of his
head. Sam needed no further urging and he immediately placed both of his hands
on her back, as he proceeded to stroke her. Gradually he moved one of his
hands down over her rear end, and while Mr. Steven was still kissing her, he
fondled as much as he could of her young bottom, though over her skirt.

In no time at all both pair of hands were moving everywhere over her body, and
by then, she probably couldn't tell exactly which hand belonged to whom. Then
Mr. Steven proceeded to pull her skirt up, until it was around her waist, thus
exposing all of her little girl white cotton panties. With two pairs of hands
expertly fondling her, she quickly lost any vestige of shyness that she might
still have had, and gradually became lost in a world of lust and passion.

As she felt her panties being pulled down by Mr. Steven, she even assisted him
in getting them off by lifting each of her feet from the floor, so that they
could be removed completely.

Once this was done, Sam pulled his pants down, leaving them around his ankles,
and took his long thin cock out of his boxers, and stroked it a few times.
When he released his organ, it stood perfectly horizontal in front of him,
pointing straight at Linda.

By now Mr. Steven was standing behind her, as he continued kissing her, on the
right side of her neck. For some reason that Bobbie couldn't understand,
during that entire time, she kept her eyes glued on Sam's column of flesh,
which was evidently thinner but longer than what Mr. Steven had. Still holding
her in his arms, as he stood behind her, Mr. Steven slowly guided her towards
the row of boxes that were already covered by the blanket.

Once in front of the row of boxes, he made her bend over, so that her belly
would rest on the blanket, while her legs stood very straight below her, with
her feet flat on the cement floor. In that position her bottom was thus
projected backwards and was therefore easily accessible from behind.

She was offering a very erotic sight to both the men and to Bobbie as well.
Even though he had often seen her fuck in that position with Mr. Steven, after
all it was one of her favorite positions, since it allowed her to shove her
hips backwards at will, and thus permitted her to have some control over the
way in which the pleasure giving rod moved in and out of her, especially as to
speed and angle.

Next, Mr. Steven went to stand on the other side of the row of boxes, until he
was standing right in front of her. He bent over and they kissed, as he did,
he pulled her skirt up even higher, until it was completely around her waist
in a bundle.

Sam who was still standing behind her, was busy rubbing both of his hands over
her butt cheeks, and now had a perfect view of her tunnel of love, which was
also very easily accessible to him now.

Bobbie observed him carefully, as he aimed his erection with his right hand,
and then took a step forward. For a few seconds his hand held his cock at the
base of her buttocks, but then he took his hand away, and he placed both of
his hands on her hips. Slowly he began pressing his body forward against her,
and judging by the expression on his face, Bobbie could tell that he was now
entering her young body with his hardness.

For long seconds he remained very still with an expression of gratification on
his face, while at the same time Bobbie could heard him slowly expelling air
from his lungs. After a while, which seemed like an eternity to him, he
watched him move back and forth as he began to fuck Linda.

At first he pumped very slowly into her. Then gradually his strokes increased
to a very fast pace, which he only could keep up for a few minutes. When he
became exhausted, he would stop a short time to rest, as his hands kept on
exploring her body, and then he would start all over again. After a while,
Bobbie noticed that Linda began to move her hips back to meet his thrusts.

With both of her feet flat on the floor, her legs seemed so long and straight.
Once in a while, just before she would push her bottom back onto his skewering
cock, Bobbie was able see Sam's cock, as it was pulled about half way out of
her hole. It was glistening and coated with their combined sex juices resulting
from their intense fucking.

All of a sudden Sam broke the tempo. He rammed his cock in and out of her at
a very fast rate, as he began to grunt. At the same time, Linda, who now had
her head resting in Mr. Steven's hands, gave out a series of alternating
sights and moans. Bobbie was used to hearing her do this, and he knew that
she was in the midst of her own intense pleasure, as Sam was unloading his
spunk deep into her young body.

By the time that Sam pulled out of her, Bobbie figured that she had experienced
more than one climax, during the last several minutes. Her passions were now
so fired up, that she continued to shove her bottom back towards Sam, so as to
try to get his slimy cock back into her once again. But Sam was completely
exhausted now. While he got busy wiping his half hard cock with a handkerchief,
Linda remained there, lying on her belly with her bottom still exposed. Mr.
Steven then bent his head down, and whispered something in her ear.

Bobbie then saw her slowly get up, as her skirt fell around her butt, covering
her nakedness. She next went to look for her bra and sweater, as she got
dressed. But she didn't put her panties back on, instead she shoved them into
her purse. By now, Sam had pulled his pants back on, and he just stood there.

She did exactly what she had been told to do. After saying goodbye to Sam, and
after kissing Mr. Steven, she left by the side door of the warehouse.

"Well," Mr. Steven said, as soon as he was alone with Sam. "didn't I tell you
that she was great?"

"She was terrific, but for a while there I thought for sure that I was going
to have a stroke. Did you see her at the end, she even wanted me to give her
more, even after I had pulled out of her."

"Yeah, she is a hot little piece of ass, believe me."  

Sam then got his wallet out of the back pocket of his pants, and pulled out a
twenty-dollar bill, that he handled to Mr. Steven.

"This is the price that was agreed upon, was it not?" 

"Yes it was. Whenever you feel like having a poke at her again, just give me a
call, but remember it must be on a Saturday evening. In the summer she will be
available almost every evening except on Sundays."

"You'll certainly hear from me again, but first I have to get my strength back."

They both had a good laugh at what Sam had just said. Then without another
word being exchanged, Sam left the warehouse by the same door that Linda had
used just minutes before. But Mr. Steven didn't leave. He sat on a box and he
waited.

Bobbie, who had seen Sam paying Mr. Steven, had also heard the exchange of
words between them, and he was completely in shock now. When he had entered
the warehouse earlier, he could understand to some extent why Linda would be
having sex with this Sam. Even while she was being fucked by Sam, Bobbie told
himself that it was the only way for Mr. Steven to get himself out of the bad
situation in which he was. But now he knew better. Mr. Steven was getting paid
for the round of fucking that Sam just had with Linda. Putting it simply, Mr.
Steven was making Linda prostitute herself for his sake.

All of a sudden the door was pushed open. Linda entered and looked at Mr.
Steven with her usual naughty smile.

"He's gone, I watched his car leave. Did he give you the extension on your
loan?"

"Yes he did, and it was all because of you. He likes you very much you know,
and I wouldn't be surprised if he asked me to allow him to see you again."

"Well if you need another extension, I don't mind doing it again. It wasn't
that bad, and he didn't talk to me very much."

"Did you wipe yourself yet?" 

"No. I did exactly like you told me to do. I also didn't put my panties back
on. My thighs are so wet and sticky now." As she said this, she took her
panties out of her handbag, and placed them on one of the boxes, next to Mr.
Steven.

"Let me see your cunt." He suddenly said. 

"Wait. I'll wipe it first with my panties."  

She stretched her hand back to reach them, but he took them away from her,
before she had time to touch them.

"No, I told you before, that I intended to examine your cunt while it was
still full of juice."

"But what's the difference, your seed or his, it all the same. You often look
at it while it is soaking wet from your own orgasms."

But he didn't want to argue, instead he made her sit on one of the boxes, and
proceeded to lift her skirt up. He then placed himself on his knees, between
her parted legs, and examined her cunt carefully, bringing his head very close
to the junction of her legs.

Bobbie couldn't tell exactly what he was doing, but whatever it was, it made
Linda giggle and laugh. While his head was pressed between her legs, he tried
to understand why Mr. Steven would want to do what he was doing at this moment.
Then he heard the distinct noise of licking and sucking, and Bobbie knew that
he sucking her cunt.

He felt disgusted at him. Even if his mouth was on Linda's cunt, she was still
smeared and full of Sam's spunk. Sam had climaxed at least once and possibly
twice inside of her, and she had just admitted that she hadn't cleaned herself
up yet. What in the world would make Mr. Steven do such a thing, he asked
himself?

By now Linda had both of her hands on the back of his head, while she grinded
and gyrated her crotch all over his face. The scene in front of his eyes was
now so deliciously wicked, that even his own erection was about to burst out
of his pants, and all of sudden he also felt a strong desire to glue his mouth
to her cunt, even in the condition that it was in now.

When Mr. Steven was done licking her, he got up and took his pants off. Then
he fucked her, while she remained seated and facing him. While he was pumping
into her, she threw her legs around his waist, and her arms around his neck.
She then asked him why he didn't mind fucking her, while her cunt was still
half full of Sam's seed.

"On the contrary," he said to her "I love to know that you are still slippery
with another man's juices. You just said it yourself earlier, spunk is spunk
and it doesn't matter where it came from. Besides it is much nicer and much
more exiting when your passage is still full like it is now. Promise me you
will let me do that again?"

Linda glued her lips to his, and when she pulled her mouth away from him, she
whispered her willingness to cooperate with him in doing this again.

"Yes, if it pleases you."

 

                                 (end of part 6)
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