Bad Influence (closed)

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The rest of the day Seth stayed mostly out of sight letting Scott and Rose enjoy their last day together before he returned to school. He didn't quite know if his ruse about the night before was successful or not but he was content with the idea that even if Rose knew it was him she was pretending to have doubts. To him, it seemed to sustain the authenticity of the experience a little more and allow her mind to question who it really was. With Scott off at school and Gerald constantly on the road he expected the opportunities would be far more frequent and he desperately wanted to keep things fresh and exciting.

As Rose and Scott walked the conversation was punctuated by periods of silence where Scott retreated into his own thoughts about his night with Marion and what he'd learned about himself. He couldn't help but feel like some door within himself had been breached. The door that once cordoned off his less conventional sexual impulses from his childlike ideas of romantic love making. It was clear that Seth and Marion had grown comfortable embracing that aspect of themselves but he wondered how many women his age had experienced that revelation.

After a relaxing lunch Scott and Rose returned home to allow Scott some time to get packed up and ready to leave in the morning. He considered calling Marion to see if there was a chance of one last meeting but ultimately decided he probably couldn't easily slip away for the evening. When he finally had everything together he wandered down to find Seth and Rose sitting around the kitchen table and he couldn't help but feel like his presence had interrupted a conversation.

 

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One moment she thought she had known but then Seth had disabused her. She was obviously looking too much into things and she needed to let sleeping dogs lie. Her intruder had not been Seth, she was now pretty sure of that, it could well have been somebody put up to it by him and if so she just didn't want to know. It had been so good anyway the thing to do was not to spoil but just go with the flow. She would wait and see what happens, she just hoped that she didn't have to wait too long!

Rose had been speaking to Seth about the week ahead at work, plotting and planning especially to do with Marion. She felt particularly assured. 'Just work things, you're not interrupting' said Rose.

Meanwhile in her apartment close to the college Valerie was getting tense and up tight about work again. Weekends were always a blessing and gave her a chance to forget what a mess she was in. Although she was now well into her 40s she had a good group of girls to go out and about with, they encouraged each other on and had a great time. It was only skin deep though and never lasted. Even if she pulled a bloke was gone in the morning

Cashiers had been the wrong place for Valerie. She was clever and cute but was short of funds. Living on a clerk's wages with a young daughter still studying and only working part time at weekends, meant they were always short. She'd only borrowed the monies from work to begin with and always meant to pay them back. Well she did in a way but just not everything and she was borrowing from one to play another. It also got worse in that she was 'inventing' invoices and using petty cash. She knew that it would catch up with her in the end which in moments of madness encouraged her, in the thought that she should have a good time whilst she was able. That of course brought a need for more money and so it snowballed.

Val didn't want to let her daughter Sophie down. Nice, quiet and studious. She wasn't like her mum, much more like her dad who had rather seen sense and moved on. He did pay for Sophie's education to be fair to him and made a contribution for her living expenses. It was just not enough for Val.

With brown shoulder length hair and glasses was nice enough to catch the eye, particularly when she smiled. She believed in wearing bold colours and skirts and dresses which could have been an inch or two longer for decency. There were curves to her figure and a bosom which justified a nice sexy bra to project her bosom and display welcoming cleavage. Yes Valerie was a girl who liked to be noticed and her personality was outgoing and direct. It got her into trouble from time to time but also brought reward. She was confident for sure and a woman with charisma. Her downfall was perhaps her inability to settle at anything and a lack of self control.

It had been a busy Saturday night and early Sunday morning for Valerie. Sunday as was so often the case, was a day for recharging her batteries. In the afternoon she went out with her daughter for a pleasant walk in the park and some tea and cake. Come the late evening she was choosing her wardrobe for the morning. She also made notes and rehearsed for the week ahead.

 

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Had it not been for the previous night, Scott would have been sure that something was going on between Seth and his mother the way they seemed to be getting on. There was a closeness between them that seemed to develop more quickly than he would have expected but he reasoned that being in the office together would likely have helped that along. If there was something going on between them it hardly seemed likely that Seth would have risked angering his mother to toy with Marion so he wrote the thought off as absurd.

They enjoyed a quiet evening at home talking over a couple glasses of wine and in the morning Scott packed up his car and hit the road back to school. The driver only took a few hours and by early afternoon he was moved back into his apartment and had re-stocked the refrigerator and had settled in for the evening. It seemed odd having the apartment to himself. For his first two years he'd had no privacy at all living in the dorms. Then his 3rd year he and Seth had shared the apartment but this year would be his first time living entirely by himself. The thought of it was both exciting and worrying to him.

Monday seemed to fly by as Scott attended the first of his classes for the week and caught up with the friends he hadn't seen since the spring. He'd hoped to get on with someone's plans for the evening but nothing really seemed to materialize so he wandered back to his apartment to get some studying in. As evening started to approach the silence of the apartment started to wear on him and he decided to walk down to the corner bar for a pint or two.

As Scott walked in he noted a table of older ladies sitting at a table in the middle of the bar. Best he could tell they seemed to be in their 40s. Likely an after work outing he thought to himself as scanned the table thinking about his new found appreciation for more mature women. Taking a seat at the bar he watched them interact through the mirror behind the bar.

Based on rings it was clear that a few of them were married but one in particular caught his eye. Her brown hair and classes seemed suit her face nicely, making her quite attractive and her curves called out for attention. As he sipped his beer he continued to watch them surreptitiously through the mirror wondering what the woman's back story was.

 

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It had been an ordinary Monday for Valerie in the office, nothing much going on, just the usual boring stuff. It was however Hilary’s birthday and she had invited all the girls out for a drink to celebrate. Of course one round became another and then another. Valerie was used to it but some of the others not so much and they got careless. At first it was with the words and the gossip, that was always entertaining and then with their actions. Upright bodies became a little slouched and then they started looking around at who was about, were there any men?

Valerie had done this sort of thing to death, particularly in her younger years. Drinks, then a club and finally maybe a guy. Well if she wanted to go all the way. She used to, not so much now. Perhaps it was all her problems that were getting her down?

It was harmless, of course it was. Who would ever know? Moira was flush, her husband ran his own business and she had loads of cash. The purse was there, there were plenty of notes in it, Moira had not yet moved onto cards, she was old school! Valerie thought about it, and thought about it. She even went to the loo to think about it. When she returned things had not changed. The bag was unattended whilst Moira was being chatted up by this guy. Perhaps Valerie would be able to blame him. Then came the feeling that she shouldn’t be so slow, so timid, so that she missed her chance.

The arm went down and the hand went in. It came out with her prize. More than she thought. She had got lucky or had she? She looked around trying to be careful. Had anyone actually seen her? How would they know it wasn’t her bag anyway? She felt safe. It had given her a boost, she felt confident, excited even. She needed to move on, to find somebody to talk to, she wanted company. She undid a button of her blouse. Surely she didn’t look too bad. OK she was dressed for work but she was in a black pleated skirt and her blouse was quite thin showing the contours of her bra and perhaps the faintest sign of nipple. Her cheap jacket was slung on a chair. Her hand teased the necklace, a nice piece of costume jewellery which drew attention to her and her chest.

Then she saw him again. The young man, she had seen him before but assumed he was waiting for a friend. He was back again and looking her way. It panicked her rather, had he seen her? She smiled his way, she could at least try and be friendly. She looked at him and then down to the seat next to her. It was now getting late, some had gone and that Moira was just leaving with the man having forgotten her bag. Perhaps he was simply giving her a lift home… perhaps… Surely she could look after the whole bag!

Valerie smiled again at the young man, surely he would come over!

 

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Scott continued to glance at the lady's table as the drinks kept coming and their talk got louder and louder. As one of them got up to chat with someone across the bar Scott watched as the woman glanced down at the purse hanging on the chair beside her a few times then dart her hand in and emerged with a stack of bills that she quickly stuffed into her own purse.

"What was that?" Scott said silently to himself as he wondered if he just saw what he thought he saw.

There was a moment where he thought of alerting the woman to what had just happened but he thought better of it. "None of my business." he told himself as he turned his barstool to the side to look at the woman more directly. When she smiled at him then glanced at the seat he took it as an invitation so he decided to take it and see what this woman was about. Getting up from the bar stool he walked over.

"Hi, I'm Eric." he said extending his hand. It was a last minute decision to not use his real name. He wasn't quite sure why but something told him that anonymity, at least as far as his name went, was the best path at the moment. There was an idea forming in his mind but he wanted to know more about the woman before he decided if it was something he wanted to act on or not.

 

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“And I’m Valerie” she told the young man as she rather coyly put her hand forward for a soft handshake. Valerie was not used to greeting in such a way. She was however quite boosted by the fact that he had decided she looked worthy of his attention and wanted to encourage his presence.

“It’s very good of you to come over and give me a bit of company. We’re on a bit of a birthday bash, it was meant to be just the one drink, but it has got a bit out of hand. They’re all going now and not necessarily with their own husbands’ Valerie said with a sad sigh.

“I work with them over there at the college, I’m in cashiers, dealing with all the money which keeps the place going”

Valerie liked to think that she was of importance and made it obvious to Eric that there was no ring on her wedding finger.

“I like a good night out mind which takes me away from my everyday existence. Fuels me up for the challenges of the work day” Valerie said to him with a smile as she rather advanced her body towards his. The noise in the place was getting louder and Valerie found herself moving her mouth closer to his ear to make herself heard.

“What about you then Eric? How is it that you are out alone here at night? On the pull are you? Go on admit it if you are, I wouldn’t mind”

Valerie spoke with mischief in her eye. She was obviously under the influence of some alcohol. She was being her usual self which was forward and playful!

 

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“No, just bored and getting out for a bit of a break.” Scott said as he noted the similarities in her demeanor to Marion’s a few nights before.

It was fairly obvious that, had he suggested it, she’d be back at his apartment giving him whatever he desired. Sure, he might wake up in the morning short of some of his possessions due to her sticky fingers but it might be worth it. He’d been there and done that though and what he now knew about the woman gave him other ideas.

“Have to head home now though. Got an early morning tomorrow. Maybe you can give me your number and we can get better acquainted another time though.”

Based on how unfazed she was by filching the bills and given where she said she worked Scott assumed it wasn’t the first time and likely wouldn’t be the last. In the back of his mind he wondered just what he’d be able to accomplish with more dirt on her.

Scott pulled out his phone then opened a new contact form then handed Valerie his phone.

 

[bustymaturelady]

Valerie smiled as Scott explained his reason for being in the bar. He was clearly a guy who could say it as he was and was not after an easy lay. In a way that was good but Valerie couldn't help but feel a pang of disappointment when he said he had to go.

'Thanks' she said with a resigned smile as she took the phone and entered her name, phone number and email address.

'You won't forget me now will you?' she said to him as she passed the phone back.

'It's been nice meeting you, just a pity it has been so short'

Once he had gone Valerie realised she had given him her full detail yet all they had done really was say hello. Wasn't she being a bit too easy? Anyway she didn't want to dwell too much on the young man and she found her way to the bar where she found herself a stall and pushed herself up onto it, her skirt riding a good little bit up her thighs as she went. It wasn't too long before she caught the words

'would the young lady like a drink?'

She turned her head to the left and made eye contact with the guy before a sweet smile came to her lips

'well thank you, she would' she told him.

 

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Scott was shocked at just how much information she provided about herself to a complete stranger. Even before she entered her full name, phone number and email address into her contact information on his phone he knew enough to know where she worked and what she did. "It's almost disappointing to him how easy this was going to be." he thought to himself as he left the bar."

Over the next couple weeks Scott got back into the groove of his studies but also took some time to find out more about his new friend. With her full name it wasn't difficult to find out she had a daughter that was slightly younger than him that attended the university. Details of her divorce settlement, address and background were all easy to be had if you knew where to look and Scott did just that.

One evening he followed her home from the cashier's office to her first floor apartment not far from campus. It was a modest little building if not a little on the shabby side and not unlike what he'd expect for a single mother struggling to make ends meet. Sitting outside he watched the lights in the apartment go out one by one and identified her bedroom window. Creeping up closer he noted the metal blinds drawn tightly closed and the view from the edge of the window only revealing cheer draperies that likely seldom closed.

The cashier's office presented a particular challenge to Scott's efforts to find out just how far her thievery went. With limited visibility from public spaces there was no real opportunity to sit by and watch her activities. Though it required slightly more creativity, it wasn't a difficult challenge to overcome though.

One afternoon when they closed the desk for lunch Scott slipped into the office and placed a small wireless camera in one of the artificial plants that flanked the entry to the office. Checking the footage on his phone he made sure the angle captured the till well enough to see any shady dealings that might be going on.

Later that evening Scott pulled up the footage from the afternoon and sped through it until he found what he was looking for. It was surprising to him that it didn't take longer. It was clear though that these were far from isolated incidents and any amount of scrutiny by the administration would likely uncover a scale of theft that would have Valerie in hot water for a very long time.

By the time Scott had everything he felt he needed, three weeks had passed since their first meeting. Surely enough time for their brief meeting in the bar to be a drunken haze of a memory that had long since faded from her mind. Pulling out the disposable phone he'd purchased for the occasion Scott tapped out a brief message then attached a short clip of her pocketing money from the Cashier's Office.

"Tsk, Tsk, Tsk" Was all the message said, Let her stew on the implications of what he had captured on video.

 

[bustymaturelady]

Those three weeks had certainly been eventful for Valerie. She had thought that her meeting with the young man would have been key to her immediate happiness but no it was Hugh, the gentleman who had been out with his golf buddies who had taken over in her attention. Scott was but a distant memory, one of those you hope are going to happen but in reality know they are likely to not. After all there was the age gap and then of course he just went off that night without so much as a … well anything.

Hugh was randy and in his late 50’s. He was certainly not her usual type, rarely did she meet guys like him or more accurately rarely did such guys show any interest in her. He said he was separated and perhaps indeed he was, there was a smell of a wife around for Valerie. She heard a lot about it but she never got to his home or meet any of his friends. He talked a good show for sure and drove a large expensive car. He seemed to live well.

He was a bit of a ‘randy sod’ as Valerie would call him. He was always looking for a place to do it and so far there’d been his car, her flat when the daughter had been out for the evening, the local park and behind a bar. When he wanted it he found a place. He liked the thrill of giving it from behind whilst he had the sight of her buttocks. He sort of treated her like a bit of a serving wench, lifting clothes and pulling them down before stuffing his modest apparatus into her hairy slit.

Valerie lived in hope that something might come of her meetings with Hugh or at least she might find a connection from them which would extend her social circle. Thus she looked to dress the part and financially contribute towards their activities ie bottles of champagne, expensive restaurants. He had even promised her a weekend away in Paris although they had yet to finalise dates. This meant that she needed cash and quickly. Her employer was the source of that cash and Valerie made herself active in the office as well is inside her panties. It was a busy time for her.

When that message came through on her phone she was dumbstruck. She thought and thought for a few hours but didn’t get herself much further forward. She knew she had to try and get to the root of this so she text back

‘Who are you and what do you want?’

She just felt sick and had to postpone a night out with Hugh. That only seemed to make things worse for he didn’t seem to care for there were no red roses or flowers even. She stayed in, thoughtful and reflective. Yes she knew that she was in a right pickle.

 

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As the minutes ticked past after Scott sent the message he could almost feel Valerie's panic growing in the silence. Finally after a few hours he got a reply.

‘Who are you and what do you want?’

He probably should have anticipated the response and had a ready reply but he hadn't so he thought for a few moments about just what to type before responding.

"Who I am is the person who holds your life in his hands. What I want???"

He hit send and waited a few moments to let her mind run a little before finishing the thought.

"So many things but I'll start with a pic of your tits. Better make it sexy for me though."

It was a simple request and one he didn't imagine she'd have too much difficulty complying with it. He certainly was in a position to ask for more but he'd save that for later. For now, Scott was content to let the process slowly build as it drew out.

 

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'So is this a little game we are going to play then!' Valerie messaged back impulsively.

'I've got decent tits but a pic ain't worth much, you want me to get you excited is that it?'

'Are you just a perverted little wanker honey?'

'Why don't we cut the crap and meet and have this out?'

Valerie wasn't having any nonsense. She dealt with plenty of men over the years and she didn't have a good word to say about many of them. Hugh was a gentleman in a way, but probably just a user like the rest of them and he hadn't reacted that well to her postponing the evening due to her personal issues.

Then Valerie calmed down a bit, thinking of the gravity of what the guy held

'OK OK' she told him 'You can have my tits but I want this sorted. I'll be a few minutes honey.'

First it was a pic of her boobs in her bra with the top lifted. Then her boobs naked, full frontal and finally with a boob lifted and nipple being sucked between her lips. She looked at her handiwork on her phone. 'Not bad, not bad at all' she said, very pleased with herself and for the fact that she had kept her face out of them. Her mood had therefore improved as she sent them on.

'Here were are, look can't we get this sorted? Show me what a decent guy you can be hey?' she typed in.

 

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When the messages started coming in Scott was a little shocked. He'd expected panic and pleading from the woman but the stream of invective caught him off guard. It only highlighted to him the fact that he was new at this and if he wasn't careful she could easily turn the tables on him and have him in a world of trouble. Her suggestion to meet face to face would certainly only amplify that risk and he wasn't going to do that until he was comfortable he had things under control.

When she finally relented then sent the pictures it was more than what he'd asked for or expected. Scott continued to flip through the progression of shots she'd taken. He had to admit, for an older lady she had beautiful tits. He then focused back on her last message.

'Here were are, look can't we get this sorted? Show me what a decent guy you can be hey?'

It wasn't at all surprising that she'd want this to be over and done with but that wasn't at all how this was going to go.

"Nice tits. This will get sorted when I say it's sorted. I'll be in touch." he replied then tucked his phone away.

Scott let a few days pass without messaging Valerie. He knew the uncertainty was probably gnawing at her and he loved the idea of making her squirm. He'd been been thinking about his next move and he'd finally on what he wanted to do next. Making a stop by her apartment one evening he checked the area outside her bedroom window to be sure there was a place where he might stand. Close enough to see what was going on but concealed enough to not draw attention from anyone passing by. What he found was perfect. A large hedge just outside the window provided a perfect spot for him to stand and watch. In the morning before class he pulled out his phone and typed out a message.

"I think we're going to have some more fun tonight. You shouldn't make any plans."

Scott laughed thinking about how that might weigh on her throughout the day. The nervousness about what was to come.

 

[bustymaturelady]

In a way the response to her pics and messages was not a surprise. Valerie had just thought that if she gave more than he asked for and appealed to his better nature she might get lucky. She didn’t like it, didn’t like it one bit, him keeping her on a string like this. It sounded like a man and it just went to show one couldn’t trust them. Well two could play at that game. She sent him the message

"Blackmail’s a criminal offence and I know a few handy people"

Val hoped that would make him think. She didn’t want to call in favours, particularly given the extent of her illegal activities but if she was going down, she was taking him with her. If prison was her destination, hospital was where he was going and in pain.

She had hope when she heard no more, perhaps he was seeing sense. She hoped so. This whole thing dominated her thoughts, kept her from future money making activities and made Hugh of less appeal. Hugh wanted to meet again but she didn’t have too much stomach for his kind of sex right now. He would hardly be looking to comfort and reassure her, more to use her. In the normal way that was fine for she loved cock but now with this unsettling her it was wrecking her whole life. Perhaps she ought to look for a new style of man. Someone reliable and dependable but wouldn’t that make her just so terribly bored?

When she got the text that morning it came as a shock. Again. He clearly liked to keep her waiting.

Valerie text him back ‘Fun, sure you’re a bundle of laughs aren’t you? Not!!!!’ and left it at that. No way was she going to show him what she truly felt, how the uncertainty was wrecking her life. She wasn’t going to give him that satisfaction.

 

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Scott finished his classes and wandered off campus to the center of town and found a sex shop. He was nervous going into a place like this but when he entered he found most of the people milling around the shop looked quite normal. He browsed the selection then found the rabbit style vibrator he was looking for, purchased it and made a quick exit.

Back at his house he wrapped it neatly in a gift bag then worked on a card to put in the bag.

“A gift for you! You should open your blinds and try it out now!”

Taking the wax seal kit his mom had gotten him as a going away to university gift his freshman year he added and elegant wax seal to the card then slipped it in the bag.

As night began to fall he made his way to Valerie’s apartment. He knew her daughter was normally out for the evening on a Tuesday so he didn’t worry too much about her being around when he set the bag on her doorstep then quickly fled the areas.

“There’s a gift for you on your doorstep.” Scott texted as he looked on from across the street.

He watched as the door opened and Valerie’s head poked out for a moment before she disappears back inside. For a while there was no sign of movement at her bedroom window then finally he saw the blinds open so he began to creep closer.

 

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Behind all the bravo there was a depth of insecurity to Valerie. Perhaps that is why she was as she was, all up front and challenging. Her natural curiosity meant she was constantly thinking throughout of the day of what 'fun tonight' might mean. She didn't really have too much of a clue but one thing she did know was that she shouldn't presume anything. She was not going out and presenting herself as an easy target. She was staying in with the doors looked, she couldn't come to any harm that way!

She was on edge and couldn't settle. There was a gameshow on tv but she wasn't really concentrating on it. She heard the ping on her phone and thought it might be him. 'Gift' she read. What else did he have on her she thought and on her doorstep so he had her address? This meant her daughter who she doted on was now in danger. A shiver went through her body. The stakes were clearly getting higher and she was actually becoming fearful. This guy would need careful handling for he was evidently putting much thought and careful planning into his actions. He was looking to make this something meaningful.

A change came over Valerie, she recognised that this was the ‘real deal’ and that she had to know more about the guy if she was going to obtain leverage. Her casual comments were not going to achieve anything.

The adrenaline rushed in her body as she picked up the gift and ripped open the wrapping paper. “A vibrator, an ordinary sodding vibrator” she said to herself. “It’s pretty obvious what he wants me to do with this” she thought. She was torn, in a way she wanted to keep him waiting like he had her all this days, ruining her life whilst she waited for the next step. On the other she felt that it would be better to engage with him and try and agree a path forward so they could both move on. Clearly this guy, whoever he was had the devil in him and if he was going to report her to the authorities he would have done it by now? He clearly wanted play and if she played and he broke the rules she would ruin him. She had enough about her to do that. She wasn’t a fool.

And so yes Valerie went to the bedroom and turned the light on. Her top went over her head to reveal bosoms encased in an everyday bra. She pulled her jeans down and stepped out of them. Brazenly she went to the window and pushed her bosom forward towards the glass, holding her bra cups and playing with the soft flesh. “There you are then for starters” she said as she spoke into the darkness of the night. She knew nobody could hear but it made her feel better. She knew she was putting on a show. Yes facing the window she went onto her bed and opened her thighs. Her skimpy briefs were all now that was protecting her pussy, that part of her body that she had been neglecting since this ordeal had begun. She hoped now that the dam would burst and that there would be relief from some of the tension. The vibrator was by her side as was some lube which she felt might come in useful. Her phone was in reach. She waited, she was prepared for him to phone and give instructions or maybe he just wanted to watch. Whatever she decided to wait a few moments to see if he was going to contact her before she really started.

She knew she was guessing but she was going to be proved right wasn’t she. He did want to watch her masturbate?

 

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Scott stood back in the hedges as Valerie stood in the window and pressed out her breasts toward him. The direction of her gaze was right at him and he wondered for a moment if he'd misjudged the lighting and if she could actually see him. There was a defiant look on her face even as she teased a the soft flesh of her tits seductively.

When she stepped away from the window Scott moved in closer and watched as she peeled off her jeans then climbed onto the bed. A rush of adrenaline coursed through his body as she positioned her open thighs in his direction then glanced down at her phone.

Pulling the phone from his pocked he typed out a quick message.

"Now show me how you like to be fucked. I want to see you cum for me."

Scott could feel his cock straining against his pants in anticipation of the show he was expecting that she was about to put on for him. He crept closer to the window as she picked up the phone and read his message.

 

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Of course Valerie had fucked herself like this before and in front of watchers too. It was though a little special to have a secret ‘peeping tom’ outside of the window. She thought she would give the poor guy some encouragement. She text him back

“I’d love to”

And then she went to work. Off came the bra and she let her breasts swing. Down she pulled her panties and she tossed them aside, well towards the window actually. She opened her legs to display the slit between her thighs. Valerie wasn’t a shy girl and she laughed as she said

“Fancy fucking that?”

She doubted that he could hear her but maybe he would recognise the mouthed words and in any event it made her feel better and more comfortable.

Valerie picked up the vibrator and put it to her mouth, miming oral sex for a second or two. Then she adjusted the end to get the buzz just right. Onto her clitoris it went. She kept it there until her breathing became deeper and her eyes closed.

“oohhh I am enjoying this” she said to herself “ohhhhh yes”

She swallowed and breathed in before sliding the toy down and up into her hole. Not all the way. She took her time, teasing as she fucked herself on her back, deeper and deeper, the vib and her breathing. Yes deep and deeper. Her face was one of grimace as the moans sounded in the room. She took a little pause, trying to get her breath back as she went on all fours. Yes he would imagine himself behind her, fucking her. He could see her thighs, her naked bum and her breasts hanging down free. He had the sight of a woman all ready for a doggy fuck. She looked to the door but nobody came in but surely there was ‘him’ his cock in his hand, wanking it, wanting to fuck her and unload his balls inside her. Right at that moment she wouldn’t say no.

It was a turn on, a big turn on. She left the vib in her vagina and started to rub. Yes rub her cunt, that enlarged clit that wanted the attention so very much. On and on she went, he could see her face now surely looking at the window, resting on a pillow literally pleading for an orgasm. And then it came, her waters broke and she sprayed, all the way down her thighs and onto the sheet.

“Oh fuck” she sounded but she didn’t stop, for the pleasure was too great. She went flat on her front writhing and wriggling away until all the current left her body and she was spent. She turned over onto her back and looked up at the window

She wondered. Was he still there? Was he still watching? She looked at her phone and wondered what would be next. She didn’t expect him to stop there.

 

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“I’d love to”

When she slipped her bra off Scott crept even closer to the window. Then came the panties. When she tossed them toward the window Scott reflexively shifted to the side in an attempt to dodge them even though there was a window between he and them.

The vibrator first went to her lips and Scott imagined it being his own cock pressing between them as she cupped and caressed his balls. Whatever tentative display he thought she'd put on for him was nothing compared to the show it seemed she was prepared to give.

Scott's hand moved to the prominent bulge in his jeans and began to rub it as she slipped the vibrator in. His eyes were drawn to the rise and fall of her breasts with each heavy breath as she worked it deeper still.

Scott glanced around making sure there was no one lurking around before lowering his zipper and freeing his cock. The throbbing veins pulsated beneath his tight grip as he began to slowly stroke himself. When she rolled onto all fours Scott let out a groan at the sight of her engorged lips slayed wide, seemingly inviting him to to take her.

The frenzied pace of her hand between her legs told him her performance wasn't for his benefit alone. He could see her body start to shudder as her orgasm rocked her. Scott's spine contracted as his own hit him causing his mouth to fall open as he sent ropes of cum spattering the bricks just below her window.

When the aftershocks finally subsided Scott zipped up then made his way quickly down the street fishing his phone from his pocket as he walked.

"Seems you enjoyed that as much as I did. Until next time. xxx" he texted as he disappeared into the night.

 

[bustymaturelady]

"Yes I did xxx' Valerie text back in the heat of the moment. It had all been rather different and exciting. In particular not knowing who this guy was. It had to be a man surely or at least a couple working together. Nothing was certain, she knew that. It was just, well, maybe the guy was just after sexual pleasure and nothing more. She could give him that but just when would it stop?

Once the moments were over and Valerie came back down to earth she realised she was not much further forward. She had given a sex show but she knew nothing more about the 'guy' and was no closer to recovering the evidence or knowing what he really did want. She could hardly go to the police given what she had done and with her colleagues as well.

Later that evening Valerie heard footsteps and then the door open. She was expecting her daughter Sophie but it was not just her who entered.

"Hi Mum this is Peter" said her daughter, as Valerie rose from the sofa to shake his hand and try and make herself look presentable. She did up a button and smoothed down her skirt

'Pleased to meet you Peter' responded Valerie as she looked the young man up and down and gained her first impressions.

"You two sit down and I will get you some drinks and we'll have a little chat"

Whilst she turned her back as she moved out of the room to the kitchen, she could just see Peter's eyes following her and she didn't object to that one little bit. It was good to have her daughter bring a male friend home and introduce him to her. She would make a point of having a little chat with her alone later about matters.

Perhaps he daughter's new friend would help take her mind off the guy but she knew that she needed to work something out with him so she text

'what next and when?'

She was intrigued in what he would say. Perhaps she could at least build up a text relationship with him. She'd think more about that in the morning, when her mind was fresh.

 

[cnuveau]

Peter stepped in the door behind Sophie and saw her mom get up off the couch. His eyes moved to the ample cleavage peaking out the top of her blouse just as she reached up to button it up further. She seemed flustered but pleasant enough as she greeted him warmly. When she turned toward the kitchen he took in her figure and how her tight skirt highlighted the curve of her hips.

Sophie waited for a second before following her mom into the kitchen.

"Hey mom. Oh sorry" she said realizing she startled her mom who had just typed something into her phone. "Peter's in a bit of a row with his roommate right now. I was wondering if you would mind if he slept on the couch tonight? he kind of needs to get away from the situation for the night."

******
Scott had been just about to go to bed when the phone vibrated on the coffee table. He picked it up and read the text.

'what next and when?'

The words didn't provide a lot of information about the mood behind them but it seemed to lack any sort of apprehension or negativity that he might have expected to see from a message like this. He hadn't really worked out what he was going to do next but he did have some ideas floating around in his head. He just needed to settle on one.

"Soon. If you enjoyed tonight you're going to love what's next." he replied coyly.

 

[bustymaturelady]

"Of course Sophie, any friend of yours is always welcome to stay here" replied Valerie.

The fact that her daughter asked for Peter to sleep on the couch suggested to her that maybe the couple were not yet involved physically or at least not in a partnership. That made him all the more interesting to Valerie. She had gone without since Hugh's interest her had waned and a male body inside her home was an obvious interest. She hadn't had intercourse for several weeks now and was used to 'getting it' quite regularly

When she went back with the drink for Peter, Valerie thought it would be helpful to make her own views known to him on the arrangement. She smiled and said

"You are very welcome to stay Peter and if there is anything you need just ask." Her eye gave a little wink. Of course she made sure that Sophie's attention was elsewhere.

"Now what is it you do? Tell me a bit about yourself Peter" she asked

After a few minutes of small talk Valerie sensed it was time to leave the lounge, she didn't want to get in the way. "I'll leave you to sort Peter out with towels and bedding stuff, OK"

He seemed a nice guy and she wanted to encourage the relationship between him and her daughter, to bring their togetherness. "I'm off to bed now" she said in such a way to convey that she would not be returning to the lounge.

Once in her bedroom Valerie had a chance to look at her phone. She responded "Bring it on then". She had found the evening's activity exciting. Somebody was showing her interest and now also she had Peter in the home. What Sophie and Peter might be getting up to in the lounge hadn't really lodged in her thoughts, she wanted her daughter to have freedom but be open to guidance. No Valerie set her alarm clock for the early hours. Much would depend on how she felt when she woke but she had in mind a certain train of events which caused her to go to drift off to sleep quite quickly and with a smile on her face.

 

[cnuveau]

Scott was just about to go to bed when one of his friends called.

"Scott, you have to get down here. Winston's is crawling with women!"

Scott let out a long breath then looked at his watch. 11:00. He debated it for a second but it sounded like they were pretty drunk and he knew they wouldn't stop calling.

"Alright be there in a bit." He said before grabbing his wallet and keys then heading out the door.

Scott made his way along his usual route to Winston's through the park. This time of night the park was usually quiet. The dim light from occasional lamp lit the way as he passed the empty benches along the path. It wasn't uncommon to see the occasional person sleeping one off on the bench as they passed late at night but tonight it was just him as he wandered through then out to cross the street to Winston's.

"You made it!" One of them called out as he walked in the door.

When he made it to the group they pointed him towards a table of girls from the university that were engaged in a lively conversation.

"That's what you dragged me out here for?" he asked incredulously.

"What are you talking about? They're hot!"

Scott looked them over then back to his friends. "They are. Probably too hot. I don't think we've got a shot."

"No!" one of them chimed in. "Michael was talking to one of them and she seemed into him."

Scott looked at them unconvinced but the rest of his crew seemed undeterred. For the next hour or so they sent several rounds towards the table of ladies who thanked them with a polite smile. Finally Michael decided to make a move. He mustered all the confidence he could then walked over to the table to introduce himself. The ladies were warm and polite but when he suggested they might go back to Scott's apartment for an after party they all politely declined.

"We really have to get back soon. Early class tomorrow." One of them said as the rest nodded along with her.

"I told you." Scott said as Michael slinked back to the group with his tail between his legs. "Come on, let's get out of here. We've got class in the morning."

The boys filtered out and back through the park. They were laughing and carrying on when they passed one of the regular drunks passed out on the bench.

"Why isn't it ever hot women passed out on the park bench?" Michael asked with a laugh.

"Probably because of what a person like you would do to a woman passed out on a park bench." Scott shot back. As the rest of the group laughed the idea hit Scott like a lightening bolt.

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"I'm studying sports medicine and work part time at they gym by the university as a trainer." Peter said when Valerie asked him what he did.

Sophie's mom seemed very nice and engaging and they had a nice chat before she excused herself and went to bed. When the door closed Peter slid closer to Sophie then leaned in to kiss her.

"Peter, my mom." she whispered trying to put him off.

"I'm sure she knows you kiss boys." he whispered back as he kissed her again.

Sophie gave in to his advances and kissed him back. The intensity continued to rise as he leaned her back on the sofa and allowed his hand to roam her body. Peter's hand slipped down to Sophie's thigh then pushed up along the denim that stretched tightly around her leg. As his hand made it to her upper thigh Sophie quickly gripped his wrist halting his progress.

"I told you I'm not ready." she whispered sternly before getting up from the sofa. "I should get to bed."

As Sophie's door closed behind her Peter muttered to himself as he laid out the sheets on the sofa. "Prick tease."

 

[bustymaturelady]

Valerie heard Sophie’s door close and what she thought to be one set of feet. She hadn’t been long downstairs on her own and certainly not long enough to indulge in anything intimate with Peter. Perhaps they were just friends but they seemed to be rather than more than that and Peter did seem a trifle keen.. She could tell these things. Thinking back of her early years she’d have been letting and telling them to keep quiet. Her thoughts going back in time rather encouraged her in the here and now. It was rather a challenge to make her feel that she still had it and could still actually get away with things, in other words, have fun. She knew that Sophie really had the genes and personality of her father. Perhaps Peter needed some of the personality of her mother.

As Valerie set her alarm she told herself that when she heard it, she must get lazy, she must wake herself and ‘get to it’

And so it was. As soon as the alarm went off, Valerie put it under the covers to muffle the sound and turned it off. She kicked her legs a bit to rouse herself and swung herself out of the bed. Her feet on the floor she rubbed her eyes a bit before raising herself, finding her slippers and tip toeing out of the bedroom door, along the landing and down to the kitchen. There she poured herself a glass of water and then went into the lounge. She grabbed a seat and sat looking at the male body on the sofa. She considered her options and then she had a thought. She walked his way and tripped, sending water cascading all the way down over his face and chest. Her body falling towards his. As she tried to right herself she whispered into his ear

‘Sorry sorry. It’s the dark, I was just getting some water and I tripped. Sssh don’t make a noise, don’t wake Sophie, come on I’ll help you dry off. Water gets everywhere doesn’t it?’

It was then that she first put her hands to his body to help right the wrong she had caused. Luckily she had a towel handy.

“Here have this” she said to him as she passed the towel over and pulled away a little to give him time to acclimatise to their situation

 

[cnuveau]

Peter woke with a start as the water splashed across his face and chest. Still somewhat disoriented he then felt her hands pressing into his chest dabbing at his wet shirt with a towel.

“Here have this”she said handing him a towel.

Peter swung his legs off the sofa then sat up before drying the water from his face. Even in the darkness he could see his shirt was soaked through. “This probably needs to come off.” He whispered as he pulled his arms through then pulled it over his head revealing his well muscled chest.

He could feel Valerie’s eyes on him just as they’d been earlier in the evening. He looked up at her from the sofa.

“How about you’ are you ok?” He whispered as he reached out and touched her leg.

Valerie stood there silently and when she didn’t pull away Peter’s hand began to slide up her thigh a he looked into her eyes and his heart began to race. As his hand reached her panties he rubbed against them for a moment then removed his hand and rubbed his fingers together. “These are wet too. Should probably take them off.”