As they drove Hank's phone vibrated, indicating a text message. Was Heather really going to go down this road? He got no messages on his phone. Whether she was or wasn't, it was a huge turn on just imagining she was out there. And, he already had great success. The first time, when Heather was just 24, he caught a glimpse of her bare ass. Does Amy know that you are spying on me through that window when I shower? We all get what we are looking for and its so beautiful to see the woman I love with another guy and see and hear them both feel so good as its deeper than sex for all of us.
I need to get some work done here quickly, Hank lied. I actually need to do some secret birthday shopping for Heather, Amy said. Must be work, Hank said as he got it out of his pocket to look at the message. He closed the door behind him, shutting out all the light. Yes, tonight when you take your shower make sure the blind is up. He had made her a mess last night and now she had to clean up. It was made of a light fabric that Hank imagined could easily be seen through under the right conditions.
When he reached the bed he heard a very soft rustling sound, like movement under the sheets. Of course it wasn't work, it was Heather. Hank reached the bottom of the stairs and paused. He had tested and improved upon his methods over the five years he had been married to Heather's sister, and now had it down to a science. Finally, after a couple minutes, it was quiet again. I had to put panties on before we left because I was afraid I would stain my skirt. As Amy walked down the street in one direction, Hank and her sister headed the other way toward his basement accounting office.
On that same visit, Hank was lucky enough to have Heather not notice the blind was up nearly all the way. Her body was moving more and more under the sheets and her working of his cock got faster. Are you girls going to go shopping or, do you want to wait for me or what? Heather took another sip of wine. She had on a robe and was carrying her bathroom supplies. He took a deep breath and thrust his shorts down. Because the light of the bathroom was on, and it was dark out, he couldn't see anything outside.
There was only one more thing to do. Hank found himself sitting at the table with a massive erection. Hank imagined that she was going down to get her panties, which was in fact the truth. Without saying a word, she got a firm hold of his shorts and pulled them down in one motion. With both of them upstairs, Hank took the opportunity to see what condition Heather's bed was in the basement.
It sounded like she was working herself even faster now. Hank and Heather sat silently until she left. After facing the window for a couple minutes, giving Heather a close up and unobstructed view of his throbbing cock if she wanted to see it, Hank turned toward the shower and adjusted the water. Heather started to answer when her sister came back out to get more plates. So, for now, he was resigned to peeping on Heather whenever he got the chance. He turned on the shower water and sat down to take off his socks when his cell phone buzzed with a text message. His phone buzzed before he could turn on the light.
It's my turn to watch, Heather said. Can you come up and help me pick out an outfit? Now he just had to confront the current problem. He didn't need any lights to find his way down the stairs. Didn't she take a shower last night? Hank's wife, Amy, got up to clear the dishes. He and Heather sat on the patio after a barbecue meal.
His wife was actually making it easier for him to fuck his sister. She looked Hank right in the eyes. He moved in closer and her hand slid up his thigh and grabbed the waistline of his boxers. She had told him earlier what she wanted: the chance to spy on him getting undressed just as he had done to her. They didn't say a word until they were in the elevator headed down. At some point he had to step in.
He ejaculated with such force, he felt like his cum may have missed Heather entirely and shot all the way across the bed. Then Heather pulled her chair closer to Hank. Yeah, it just took me a while to find the right light bulb, Hank lied. I have to take a shower this morning because your cum is caked all over my hair. She grabbed hold of it and began jerking him off in a slow, steady and firm motion.
She must want us to cum together, Hank thought. Heather was staying in the basement, on a spare bed they had set up down there. What Heather didn't know was that Hank had just marked them for her. Oh, it's just work stuff, Hank said. So I need to go my own way for a few minutes.