The Voyeur

[PhoenixPrime01]

Will Martin:

"Well Sandy tell me allll about you. Do you have a steady boyfriend, I hope not," he smiles.

"How about things to do around her for fun and entertainment? What is there around here Sandy," he asks as he joins her and sits on the bench looking up past her breasts and close enough that his shoulder lightly brushes her hip each time he moves or takes a sip of his wine.

 

[sandmartin]

“A boyfriend? Nooo…” I smiled, “No boyfriend.”

He moved around to sit on the bench beside me and I caught him looking at my breasts. It made me feel tingly inside, especially given his last question. Was he make a pass at me?
“If it’s excitement you’re looking for I’m afraid you’ve come to the wrong place. The local pub is about as interesting as it gets for entertainment without a trip into town. I went to London once – hated it! It’s so full of people all in a hurry somewhere, with little time to stop and pass the time of day – and how they sleep at night, I’ll never know. All that noise and traffic! London reminded me of angry ants around their nest – everyone charging about. No, I much prefer the peace and quiet of the countryside, the more leisurely pace of life where people have time for each other.”

His arm brushed against my hip and I glanced down – was that an accident? “I suppose you’ll have to do the same as the rest of us and make your own entertainment.” I said distracted.

“But what about where you come from..." Recovering my composure. "I should imagine life is much more exciting in America where you live?”

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Will:

'Do I detect a hardening of her nipples?
'Could it be from me brushing her hip or just a reaction to the bit chilly air out her,' Will wonders to himself. 'Well either way it's certainly delectible to see and think about.'

"One of the reasons I've rented the cottage for a year Sandy is to get away from the hustle and bustle and enjoy a bit of peace and relative quiet.
"I lived in Tampa, Florida, before coming here.
"While it certainly can't compare to London or any city of that size there are still over a million people living in the area and there didn't seem to be any way or place to find privacy and quiet without driving an hour or so away from the city.
"Here I can come and go as I please and will only have company when I invite it, as I did you lovely Sandy and I've so very glad that you chose to accept my invitation I might add," he says smiling up at her again and again noticing what appears to be an increased in her nipples erection.

"You know, I forgot to ask you, what do you do for fun and excitement. You yourself that is?
"Surely someone as attractive as you must be swamped with offers for dates and the like. Where do you go? What do you do?"

 

[sandmartin]

I didn’t want to pry, particularly as I knew about his wife, so I didn’t try to pursue the subject of why he might want to seek privacy, it did seem a little obvious as to why anyone should want to get away from it all. I felt myself blush again as he referred to my acceptance of his invitation, like I had a hundred other things that I might have chosen to do.

“Well nothing much really.” I answered thoughtfully, “Stop at home, read, watch tv, visit a friend, listen to music, go for a walk. If we are going out, a bunch of us might go into town one night…”
"Surely someone as attractive as you must be swamped with offers for dates and the like. Where do you go? What do you do?"
I laughed at his suggestion. “No… not really. I guess I’m just too boring. I’m not that interested in cars or the price of livestock at yesterday’s market. If I go out, I might pop down to the village pub with a friend, or we’ll go down town dancing on a Friday night.”

I caught him looking at me. Glancing down I realised my nipples were hard, my face reddened as I folded my arms trying to make it look casual. “Mostly I get invited out by the local guys, but as much as I love being in the countryside, I wouldn’t want to be a farmer’s wife and that’s what most of the local boy’s will end up doing – taking over the family farm.”

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Will Martin:

"Well you'll have to take me to this town you visit, I'll drive naturally and pay the way, so I can see where you go and know how to get there should I wish to go myself sometime Sandy."

He notes her covering her breasts and wonders if he's been staring and embarrassed her and chastizes himself for being so crude.

It's been a long time since he's been with a woman, but that's no reason to be ill mannered no matter how hot Sandy looks, and especially hot with hard nipples poking her top like that.

"Ooops time to turn over the ribs Sandy.
"Why don't you go and refill our wine glasses as I do it. Sound like a good plan to you?"

 

[sandmartin]

“Okay!” I answered sceptically, “Though you might feel a little bit out of place. Without meaning to sound rude, but you’ll probably find most of the crowd are a bit younger than yourself.”
"Ooops time to turn over the ribs Sandy.
"Why don't you go and refill our wine glasses as I do it. Sound like a good plan to you?"

I wandered back toward the house with our two wine glasses and as I did I saw his reflection in the window. He was standing, arms folded watching me, his back to the bar-b-que, openly ogling my rear end.

It made me feel a bit sexy, but I was also tempted to turn and catch him. Had I known him better I might well have done, enjoying a joke as I did, but I didn't know him that well and I was a little unsure of his intentions - though it did give me something to think about.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Will Martin:

'Mmmmmm, Sandy sure does have a nice tight and rounded ass,' Will thinks to himself as he watches her walking inside, 'definitely a good match to her boobs if what I could see with the sweat shirt covering them it any indication.'

He turns back to the grill and tends the meat wondering to himself where, if anywhere the evening will go. Wondering to himself how she'd look in just bra and panties walking around the cottage, perhaps nakes sprawled in a chair or on the couch or bed playing with herself as she watched him undressing and telling him in explicit language what she wants him to do to her when he's naked too and joins her.

Then he shakes his head at his over active imagination and libido and hopes the hardness in his shorts from his fantasy subsides before she returns or if not that she at least doesn't notice it.

 

[sandmartin]

Returning outside with two freshly filled wine glasses Will half turned to greet me, then abruptly turned back to the grill. Thinking nothing of it I walked over to him and offered him a glass of wine. He turned toward me, his hands full of pinchers and fork, as he turned something brushed against me.

Two things happened very quickly. I glanced down and saw a magnificent pole jutting from centre of his shorts, my face went slack for a moment…
“Oh!” I said quietly, feeling my face flush again.

Will did an awkward attempt to conceal the fact that he had an erection, sticking his bum out and turning quickly away. I could tell he was embarrassed. Slightly flustered, not to mention amused, I moved to the table and set his glass down.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Will Martin:

He'd just turned over a slap of pork ribs when he heard the kitchen door close and moments later Sandy was there offering him his wine glass.

She was much closer than he'd realized and when he, without thinking about the hardon in his shorts, turned to her be damned if its head didn't brush across the top of her thigh and come to rest in the crease between her thigh and pussy.

To say Will was surprised, shocked and embarrassed would all be understatements as he felt himself press against her.

He immediately blushed, even before he pulled his butt back to break contact and turned back to the grill feeling the blush go down his neck as he did.

The only saving grace was that Sandy just said "Oh" after glancing down and seeing loose shorts covered "tent pole" that was poking her so close to her pussy then blushing herself as he heard her retreat to sit at the table again.

There was no covering up what had happened so Will chose to treat it as if it had to happen to her a lot and honestly compliment her at the same time in a bit of an offhand manner.

"Ummm, sorry Sandy.
"I didn't mean for that to happen, but a young woman as good looking as you are must be used to that happening fairly often I'd guess.
"Once again, I'm sorry Sandy," he says being very careful to keep his voice neutral and not even hint at his imaginings.

When his shorts have returned to a more normal state he sets down the tongs and fork and joins her at the table, picks up his glass of wine and, with a smile, toasts, "To Sandy, a lovely woman indeed, as she now knows yet again."

 

[sandmartin]

Sitting down I began to ponder this remarkable event with a sense of intrigue. I had never seen such an occurrence before in my life and whilst he apologised profoundly, I couldn’t help but wonder at what had prompted such a reaction from him, what had he been thinking?

He joined me at the table and I couldn’t help but steal a peek at the front of his shorts. The bulge had disappeared. I smiled nervously at his remark as he sat down, though decided to say nothing in reply. It crossed my mind that he might have an alternative motive for inviting me. The very idea of it gave rise to a thrill of possibilities not previously considered, at least not consciously.

Three things dampened this egotistical notion. Firstly he was much older than I was and must therefore consider me more of a child than a woman. Secondly, dating a man so much older than myself was bound to cause a stir in the village, maybe even a scandal. Thirdly, with his vast experience over me, I was sure to fail miserably in expectation. He had mentioned that he and his wife use to happily go naked in front of each other, whilst the thought was secretly pleasant, I was not sure I could feel comfortable in such a situation.

All things considered this guy was hot, I mean he was as randy as hell, that was all too obvious, and it was here where my gravest concern lay. I did not want to be a mere sexual conquest; there were enough local guys who had seen me as nothing more and had tried it on.

We sat and ate. He was charming enough, the food good, a little different than what I was use to, the wine pleasant and flowing a little to easily, like the conversation. I decided to whatch my consumption, not wanting to make an ass out of myself by getting drunk. The evening air cooled and eventually we headed inside.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Will Martin:

He throughly enjoyed himself and Sandy's company and consciously kept his thoughts away from his earlier fantasies so there wouldn't be a repeat of what happened earlier.

With her assistance cleanup was easy and quickly done, since Will had learned years ago that cleaning up as you go along made it easier in the long run.

They occasionally bumped into each other arms, shoulders, hips and once she even backed into him so it was her firm rump against his, and altogether pleasent sensation indeed.

The chore finished, "Well Sandy shall it be music and dancing or a DVD or video from the carton of them I brought with me from the States while sipping wine and sprawled together on the floor or couch," Will asks as he takes her hand in his and leads her into the living room and lights the gas log fire to chase away any chill and makes sure the front drapes are closed tightly to ward off the intruding chill from the windows as well and ensuring privacy.

 

[sandmartin]

I thought about his proposal for a moment and nearly opted for music and dancing, but I hadn't had enough wine to slacken the nerves yet. Besides, I barely knew the man, and as well as feeling a little shy about dancing, I didn't want to make a fool of myself...
"What films have you got?" I replied, allowing him to lead me through to the next room by the hand.

I was smiling, I felt comfortable and the earlier incident was forgotten. I was interested to know more about Will, his likes and dislikes, not to mention his taste in films and music.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Will:

"Everything from old black and white horror movies, mysteries like Charlie Chan and comedies like Laurel and Hardy and Abbott and Costello to the latest releases as of when I shopped at a video store in London before coming here," he says as he opens to cabinet doors revealing stacks of DVD's and video tapes.

"I didn't know what kind of reception I'd get her nor what type shows so I tired to cover it all from Disney to X rated and educational ones from the Discovery and History Channels in the U.S. jussst in case.
"Take a look and help yourself to whatever you'd like to watch. Afterall, if I didn't like it I wouldn't have bought it now would I Sandy.
"As you do I'll get the wine glasses and bottle and the remotes."

Will leaves her standing there looking and does just what he'd said plus he tosses cushions and big pillows onto the floor in front of the couch and fireplace since the LCD big screen TV was on the mantel over it.

He presses the remotes turning on the TV and DVD/video combination player and wait so see what she chooses as he tops off their wine glasses.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Will:

"Everything from old black and white horror movies, mysteries like Charlie Chan and comedies like Laurel and Hardy and Abbott and Costello to the latest releases as of when I shopped at a video store in London before coming here," he says as he opens to cabinet doors revealing stacks of DVD's and video tapes.

"I didn't know what kind of reception I'd get her nor what type shows so I tired to cover it all from Disney to X rated and educational ones from the Discovery and History Channels in the U.S. jussst in case.
"Take a look and help yourself to whatever you'd like to watch. Afterall, if I didn't like it I wouldn't have bought it now would I Sandy.
"As you do I'll get the wine glasses and bottle and the remotes."

Will leaves her standing there looking and does just what he'd said plus he tosses cushions and big pillows onto the floor in front of the couch and fireplace since the LCD big screen TV was on the mantel over it.

He presses the remotes turning on the TV and DVD/video combination player and wait so see what she chooses as he tops off their wine glasses then watches as she moves and reaches and how the fire highlights her body and legs.

 

[sandmartin]

Jeez - big choice?
"Are you planning a marthon movie viewing while you're here?" I teased him. "You can't be planning on doing much besides watching movies."

I scanned the rows of DVD's: The Lord of The Rings - all three, they are so brilliant! Mona Lisa Smile, I think Julia Roberts just has to be the best. Day After Tomorrow, that's cool. Solaris, George Clooney, now he's hot! Ocean's Eleven - the best of both worlds, Julia Roberts and George Clooney!

"How does Ocean's Eleven grab you?" I said, pulling it from the cabinet. He held my freshly filled glass out toward me.
"Are you trying to get me drunk?" I smiled.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Will:

"Who knew what there was to do here," he says when she speaks over her shoulder shaking him from is reverie and scrutiny of her ass and the bit he can see of her breast as it's pushed aginst her sweater when she reaches to the top of a stack on the top shelf on tiptoe, "or that I'd meet such a lovely woman who'd be willing to share her time with me to pleasently."

"Ohhhh it grabs me just fine Sandy," he says as one leg crosses the other in an effort to hide what had started to grow again.

"Nahh, not drunk. A little tipsy? Wellll maybe," he grins at her.

 

[sandmartin]

I walked across the floor on my knees and handed him the DVD, taking care not to spill the brimming glass of wine he passed me.

He got up and put the DVD on while I made myself comfortable on the cushions, trying, not to hard, to keep a respectful distance between myself and where he had laid.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Will:

He'd thought she'd put the disc into the player when he opened the tray but took it and did it when she handed him it to him.

He pushed the botton so it closed as he moved back and sat down again, perhaps a bit closer than she'd expected. Then he picked up the remote and hit Play as he settled back, tapped her glass with his own and toasted, "To a lovely evening with a lovely woman in front of the fire."

 

[sandmartin]

Mr Charisma was his usual self, even as the bad guy he manages to woo the audience – well me at least, but then maybe I’m just a little biased. We enjoyed the film, making almost no small talk. My wine glass, damn it, never seemed to be empty and I hardly ever caught him topping it up.

Halfway through the movie made his excuses about needing the bathroom, when he returned he did so armed with yet another bottle. By the end of the film I was feeling pretty tipsy and more than comfortable on the floor surrounded by cosy warm cushions. With great effort I managed to get up. Will looked a little concerned…
“Are you okay?” He asked, pulling the disc from the tray.
“Sure – tired, but okay.” I smiled back.
“Good choice of movie.”
“Yes it was wasn’t it, did you really enjoy it?”
“U-huh.”
“I’d best be off. I’ve had a great night – thank you.” I said coyly.
“I’d invite you to stop over, but that might seem a little forward.”
“No – no. It’s okay. I should get back anyway.”
“Hang on, let me change into something warmer and I’ll walk you home.”
“No!” I answered much to quickly, and then added. “I’ll be fine honest. Besides you might not find your way back, especially in the dark.”

He seemed to think about that for a moment. “I hate to think of you walking home on your own this time of night.”
“I’ll be fine, this isn’t the Bronx!” I grinned back at him reassuringly.
“How long will it take you to get home?”
“About twenty – thirty minutes.”
“Will you phone me as soon as you get home, just so I know you’ve arrived safely?”

I was struck by his obvious concern for me as he scribbled his number down on a piece of paper and handed it to me.
“If I don’t hear from you in… say thirty-five minutes I’ll dial nine, one, one.”
“Won’t do you much good. It’s nine, nine, nine over here.”
“I knew that – just wasn’t thinking.”

Will showed me to the door and just as I stepped through he took my hand and turned me back to him. My heart began pounding inside my chest as I looked up at him nervously. Our eyes met…
“Thanks.” He said simply. “I had a great evening.”

He let me go and I thanked him for the bar-be-q. As I set off he called after me, reminding me to phone him as soon as I got home. I assured him I would and headed up the dark lane to the bridge.

It could have only taken me five minutes to cross the bridge and end up on the narrow track on the opposite side of the brook behind his house. I saw the light streaming through his window. And then I saw him. I stopped, watching him peel down his shorts to reveal his erection; his hand closed about himself and he began to masturbate.

The view, whilst not great, was better than during the daylight. If I hadn’t told him I’d phone in thirty-five minutes I would have sneaked closer for a better, much clearer view. Fascinated, I watched with a drunken sense of thrill as he masturbated – had I caused that? What was he thinking? The thought of it, and the sight of him began to make me feel a little excited – time to go.

I raced home, images of what I had seen and the evening’s events racing around my mind. I let myself in quietly. Mum and Dad were in bed. I made the call in hushed tones. He sounded relaxed and pleased to hear me.

Bed beckoned and as I lay there thinking about everything as I slowly succumbed to the alcohol induced state of sleep, I realised that I was playing with myself as I thought of him, but not for long as sleep quickly washed over me.

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Will:

He'd had a marvelous evening with Sandy. He scent still filled his senses after laying so close to her all evening and it fueled another fanstasy as he dampened the fireplace for the night and turned off the lights then went up stairs to his bedroom and flipped the light switch.

He'd imagined his slowly undressing her licking, nibbling and sucking on her skin as it was bared to he could taste her as well as inhale her scent.

As he climbed to his bedroom he imagined his hands and mouth on the breasts he'd only seen in profile under her stretched sweatshirt when she reached for the movie.

Approaching the bedroom he fantasied about feeling her wet pussy and smooth, tight ass in his hands and then tasting both as he squeezed and kneaded her tits at the same time.

Lights on and in his room it only took moments to strip out of his clothing and grip his hard cock to stroke as he imagined her licking and sucking it, fucking it with her mouth as he played with her naked body at the same time.

He closed his eyes as he stroked harder and faster "seeing" her straddling him and putting his hands on her heaving tits and hard nipples then using her hand to lift his cock and place it as she lowered herself onto him and impaled her sopping wet and hot cunt the fucking him.

Will could almost feel her on him, taste her in his mouth and hear her cries as she climaxed on him..,, and his cum spurted from his cock as he came in reality.

He'd just wiped up the floor when the phone rang and he answered it the sated feeling and fantasy still fresh in his mind and body.

Her soft voice let him know how short the call had to be and others were sleeping so he didn't keep her on very long after thanking her for the evening and wonderful company and telling her he was glad she'd made it safely.

After a bathroom trip to take care of business and wash and brush in went to bed already planning on another trip to the store tomorrow.

Just after midday he walked into the store, hoping his post lunch time timing would have the store pretty quiet, and smiled at Sandy when he saw it was and saw her at the end of an aisle putting things on a shelf.

 

[sandmartin]

The old brass bell rang to announce the arrival of a customer entering the shop. I turned to see who it was and saw Will entering. My mind immediately flipped back to the parting image I had of him last night as he masturbated and I felt my face colouring up.
“Hi.” He smiled across at me. “How’s the head?”
“The head?” I replied, still distracted by my thoughts.

He looked at me sideways, a little unsure. “Hangover?” He ventured.
“Oh!” I smiled sheepishly. “Fine… just a small headache this morning… nothing serious – you?”
“Nope… I’m good.”

He looked a little relieved by my reply and I felt bad. My greeting hadn’t been exactly welcoming. Images of him standing with his shorts down and his cock in his hand last night had embarrassed me when confronted by him in person and that had distracted me. I smiled at him warmly…

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Will:

He glances around quickly to be sure they're alone, then one hand reaches out and his fingertips stroke her cheeks as he says softly, "Coming over again to night Sandy or will you be cursing me to a night of movies or a book all alone?"

 

[sandmartin]

"Hang on while I just consult my diary!" I opened the palm of my hand... "No, looks like I'm free tonight..." I grinned. "What do you have in mind?"

 

[PhoenixPrime01]

Will:

"Beer, beef stew, homemade biscuits, more beer, popcorn and movies... annnd maybe another beer Sandy.
"How does that sound to you," he asks.

As he waits for her reply his eyes wander from hers to the open top of her blouse and the tops of her breasts before he looks into her eyes again his eyes twinkling as he smiles at her.

 

[sandmartin]

I saw his eyes wander, and had to physically restrain myself from glancing down or folding my arms...

"Actually I think I might skip the beer, but the rest sounds good." I laughed back at him. "What time and should I bring any thing?"

Was Will lusting at me, or was there something more? I couldn't work it out...