Jasmine and I sit quietly in the car, cuddled in each other's arms as we wait for the garage door to open. About twenty minutes after they've finished in the bedroom, I see light under the door and it slowly starts to rise."Gotta go," I say, giving Jasmine a quick peck on the cheek. I slip out of the car, scurry across the neighbor's yard and flatten myself against the side of Stephanie's garage. I repeat my maneuver from the other night and retrieve the camera without incident. Fortunately the back door isn't chained and I slip out and we're on our way before Stephanie returns."Do you want to come over for a while," I ask Jasmine."Not tonight, Mike," she says. "This whole thing is kind of disgusting. I want to take a shower and go to bed.""I didn't think the whole night was disgusting," I tease."Not the whole night," she agrees, patting my thigh. "Just the part inside the house. I don't understand it from either viewpoint; hers or theirs. Why would she degrade herself like that
Reggie doesn't hang around for hugs and kisses and Stephanie flips over onto her back as soon as he leaves the room. With her legs spread, she's rubbing her pussy when the next guy walks in already naked."Who's that?" I ask Jasmine who releases my cock and checks out the video image."Shelly's husband," she answers. "I forget his name, Ron or Rob or something. Damn! He's big!" She gasps but I don't know if she means him or just his erection. By the looks of him it could be both. His giant cock sways in front of him as he crawls up on the bed. Stephanie seems to be giving him instructions just before he buries his face in her ample breasts."That's her boss," I say, not knowing why I thought I should supply that detail."She seems to be bossing him," Jasmine says, dismissing my comment. She watches for a while as Rob/Ron alternates between Stephanie's stiff nipples. "I want to see if that thing fits inside of her," Jasmine says."If Barbara's right, it's been going in there for a whil
"Mike," Jasmine says as she opens her door. "Next week, are we going to watch them as they're doing it?" she asks. I hadn't really thought about that."Unless we can find something else to do," I answer and her responding smile is absolutely radiant."I'm kind of morbidly curious," she says. "But kind of appalled, too.""I feel the same," I assure her, although I do kind of wonder what this Stephanie woman looks like to entice these three men away from their sexy wives.The next week is like a blur. Barbara calls for a progress update and I thank her for talking to Jasmine. She lingers on the phone after I explain what's happening next Thursday. I think she's waiting for an invitation but I just tell her I'll call her next Friday and let her know how it went. Jasmine and I text all week and except for not being able to see her, it's almost like old times.When Thursday finally arrives, Jasmine and I follow the same routine as before except this time, I'm walking down the street, or at
"Probably not, but neither is going into her house without permission but I can't imagine this will ever end up in a courtroom." The camera is already linked to the laptop so once it boots up, I just click on the video capture software and the screen fills with a shot of Jasmine's face looking into the camera."When they leave, I'll take the camera with me and you can watch on the laptop to make sure we have a good signal." I turn the laptop so she can see the image. "This screen lets off a lot of light, so wait until she drives away to open it," I advise, lowering the lid until it is almost closed.We snuggle close and sit quietly, enjoying the silence of our post-coital intimacy. God, I've missed her!"The garage door is opening," Jasmine cries, jolting me alert as she points at the white door starting to rise."Okay," I grab the camera from her and open my door. "Keep an eye on the time. We'll communicate with our phones," I say, kissing her quickly and ducking around the back of t
"I doubt if their rendezvous point is very far away so we should know shortly if we're right.""How will we know if we can't see them?" Jasmine asks but I'm already a few steps ahead of her."She'll have to take them back," I say. "Check the time. How long has she been gone?""A couple of minutes, why?""Because I need to know how long I can be inside the house when she takes them back," I say confidently."What? You're going into her house?" she asks."While she's gone," I confirm. "When she drives away, I'll duck under the garage door before it closes and scope out the love nest." I decided not to say fuckfest to Jasmine."How will you get back out?" she asks."Either through the garage or the back door depending on whether she has a deadbolt," I answer. We wait for eight more minutes, a total of ten, before the SUV reappears and the garage door goes up."Ten minutes," Jasmine says. "That's all the time you'll have." Her voice betrays her nervousness."That's plenty of time," I answ
"It's complicated and I need to discuss it with you before I do it," I answer. "I think we should talk about it in person," I say, keeping my fingers crossed."I don't know, Mike," she says. "What if Aunt Cyn finds out and spills everything before you can stop her?""She never comes into the bookstore anymore," I answer, having thought ahead about where we could talk. "I work from five to nine tonight. Can you get away?""Okay," she says quietly. "What time?""Whenever you can get away, I'll make time," I answer confidently, hoping it's not a busy night."Okay, probably around 7:30," she says."Perfect!" I want to tell her that I can't wait to see her, that I've missed her and I love her but I'm afraid I'll scare her. Neither one of us disconnects the call and the ensuing silence speaks volumes."Mike?" Jasmine finally says."I'm here.""I'll see you tonight," she says and disconnects.Tomorrow is Thursday. I still have to arrange for the equipment and figure out what time to start my
After resting a while, we decide to take a shower, which gives me a chance to leisurely explore her exquisite body. I soap her breasts, teasing her black nipples to tautness while she expertly washes my cock and balls. When I lather soap over her sharply trimmed triangle, she arches her back and I glide my finger across her swollen pussy lips."Mmmm," she moans. "You could wear a girl out." She smiles as my finger penetrates her slick opening and she grinds against my hand. Pushing my tongue in her mouth, I kiss her fervently while squeezing her fleshy ass cheek with my other hand. Digging my fingers hard into her ass cheek to hold her still, I jackhammer my finger into her pussy while she whimpers into my mouth."We could wear each other out," I answer, breaking the kiss and turning her around to face the wall. Without any prompting, she bends forward and I align my solid cock with her welcoming pussy, jamming it into her in one powerful thrust."Oh yeah! Fuck me hard!" she cries out
"I would except she won't answer my calls or texts," I stammer, wanting to lick the drops of water from her breasts. Barbara watches me for what seems like forever then just gives her head a little shake."Would you like me to act like an intermediary?" she asks, setting her plate on the nightstand with half of her quesadilla still on it."That would be great," I enthuse. "I just don't want to go to all this effort for nothing if she's not interested," I add."Don't worry about her being interested, Mike. That girl has been lovesick for you since Cyn imposed her conditions. And her poor mama can't even get her to talk about it. Trust me, she'll jump at the chance to get back with you.""That's not what I'm worried about. I just wonder whether she'll be up for blackmailing her uncle," I answer."Leave that to me," she offers. "And speaking of being up, will you finish your lunch? That boner of yours is rather distracting and I'm anxious to see how it tastes." I shove the remainder of m
"Oh God yes! Play with my asshole," she cries as I move my mouth to her clit and slip the tip of my finger into her crinkly opening. Using my other hand to stimulate her labia, pinching and teasing her swollen lips, I keep sucking her clit while pushing my finger a little farther into her ass. The simultaneous sensations have their desired effect and she starts bucking feverishly against my mouth and hands."Oh Fuck, Mike! That is... I don't fucking know what that is! Oh God! I'm going to cum!" she cries.I lean my weight on her to keep her from bucking my mouth off her clit as the first wave of her orgasm jolts her body. I keep sucking her clit, pinching her pussy lips and finger fucking her asshole as she thrashes around on the bed. When she arches her back and spreads her legs even wider, I bury my index finger all the way inside her ass and gently bite her clit."OHMYFUCKINGGOD!" she screams as her body explodes and she gushes hot frothy cream over my hands. While her body convuls