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If I masturbated once thinking of Heather, I did a hundred times. Â Heather is my wifeâ€™s best friend and she is gorgeous â€“ plain and simple. Â Heather is 33, a few years younger than me and has that sexy â€˜girl next doorâ€™ look. Â She stands about 5â€™ 2â€ tall, has short dirty blonde hair and blue/green eyes and a body that makes my head spin. Â Â She must have the tightest little bum I have ever seen â€“ it is all I can do not to stare openly at it when she is around. Â She has the cutest sexy laugh that makes my knees melt and my cock twitchâ€¦.
If it isnâ€™t obvious by now â€“ she has me spellbound, and I would have given my left nut to see her naked â€“ I wouldnâ€™t have dared imagine it would actually happen, and that more was in store than just a lookâ€¦â€¦â€¦.
One night last month Heather and her husband Grant were over at our house for dinner. Â Heather was unintentionally driving me crazy again, running around in a pair of tight shorts and t-shirt. As always, I had to make a conscious effort not to stare at her exceptional frame. Â My wife, being very jealous, would have had a fit if she knew what was going through my mind as I snuck glances at Heather. I was in a constant state of semi-arousal as I fantasized about Heather naked and what Iâ€™d like to do with her.
Grant mentioned that he would be â€˜batchingâ€™ it for a few days soon as Heather had to travel to a seminar in a city about 3 hours away. Â We told Grant he was welcome to come over whenever he wanted if he got tired of his own cooking. Â I guess I wasnâ€™t thinking straight because I never put it together that I would be out of town that same week â€“ and I was going to the same city!Â My wife Terry had wanted to come along with me but couldnâ€™t get the time off work. Â It was Terry that remembered I was going to be in the city when Heather was going.
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â€œBrent â€¦ Youâ€™re going to be there that week tooâ€, Terry said.
â€œHuh?. . . Really?â€ I answered, coming out of another fantasy. â€œThe week of the 23rd?â€
â€œYesâ€, Heather replied, â€œAre you there then?â€
â€œYeah, I am. Â Iâ€™ve got to take a course for work. â€
â€œCool, I donâ€™t know anyone thereâ€¦. Maybe we could get together for dinner one night. â€
â€œSure, letsâ€ I responded, proud of myself for keeping a non-committal tone â€“ I was already deep in fantasy mode as I considered what I would love to be doing â€˜one nightâ€™ alone in the city with Heather.
I loved these trips away from home â€“ trips alone that is. Â Every so often Terry would come along with me - those trips were not near as much fun. Â I have only once cheated on my wife physically, but when I get the chance, I love to have cyber-sex or watch women â€˜playâ€™ online. Â I always take my laptop with me when I go away â€“ Â when I have a hotel room to myself I can play and watch as much as I want â€“ no fear of Terry coming home and finding me with my camera on, my cock in my hand, watching some woman get off online. Â I would have loved to fuck on camera while people watch online like lots of couples do, but my wife would never agree to that.
porn greece babyÂ I envied the men I saw online, watching their wives suck them off while they typed in the chatrooms â€“ lucky bastards. Whenever I went away, all my spare time was spent online. I was however willing on this trip to give up an evening of play to be with Heather.
The days drug on forever as I anticipated my trip, but eventually I was on my way. Heather had left the day before and was expecting me to call when I got to the city. Â
At 4:00 I checked into my hotel, unpacked and hooked up my computer to make sure the internet was working. Â I couldnâ€™t resist a quick look into my favorite chatroom. Â As soon as I logged in I started searching for open cameras in the sex chat rooms. Â After looking around for a few minutes, I found a woman who was generously showing everything, much to the appreciation of the men in the chatroom. Â She wasnâ€™t playing with herself, just showing off, but judging by the conversation she was carrying on, she was not far from it. She would regularly move back from the desk where the camera showed her face and chest, and show her full nakedness. She would smile and laugh and then sit down again to see what peopleâ€™s reactions were. Â Since I was planning to call Heather at about 6:00,Â I decided on a little play first. Â I was way too horny to be alone with Heather anyway â€“ she would surely catch me gawking at her.
I stripped down, placed my camera on a stool under the desk, focused it on my half erect cock and sent her an invitation to view â€“ which she accepted.
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â€˜mmm Nice cockâ€™ she messaged me.
â€˜TX, nice everythingâ€™ I sent back.
I sent her a few more messages but she was not typing. Â She was obviously starting to become more and more excited and was showing off less, spending more time at her desk. Â I could tell by the movements of her shoulders that her hands were busy but not on the keyboard. She, like me, was playing with herself while watching others do the same.
I sent her another message â€“ â€˜Can I see what your playing with?. . . lolâ€™
She never responded but her camera was soon adjusted to show exactly what I wanted. Â I could now readily see her pussy in close view â€“ her fingers moving slowly over it. Â Even with the less than ideal resolution of the webcam I could see how wet she was â€“ her fingers were glistening. Â I reached onto the desk for the lubricant I had brought along and squeezed a liberal dollop onto my cock.
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â€˜thank youâ€™, I sent.
As is typical, we never typed much as we continued to play. Â She was now moving her fingers more and more quickly over her pussy now and occasionally slipping one and two fingers as deep into her pussy as she could reach.
My hands too were glistening as was my fully erect cock. Â Precum was beginning to leak from the slit of my cock, mixing with the lubricant wetting my throbbing organ. Â She was getting into it completely now, and I could sense by her more frenzied play and the way she was rocking against her hand she was close to cumming. Â Ahhh, I loved that. Â My favorite thing in the world is to see and/or hear a woman cum.
I was not ready to cum yet but seeing her getting so aroused was making me closer. Â My cock was throbbing and rigid and I could sense cum welling up in my balls â€“ and thenâ€¦. .
â€˜RING RINGâ€™Â Â the phone.
â€˜Damnâ€™, I thought.
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â€œHi Brent. â€Â It wasnâ€™t Terry, but Heather â€“ that was a pleasant surprise - and here I was with my cock in hand. Â Since I was already close to cumming, the sound of Heatherâ€™s voice almost put me over the edge.
â€œUh â€¦. Hi Heather!â€ I stammered, my voice almost betraying my arousal.
â€œMy seminar is only across the street, when I saw your truck here on my way back I thought Iâ€™d stop by â€“ Iâ€™m downstairs. â€
â€œOhâ€¦. uhâ€¦ok. â€ I replied.
â€œStill doing dinner tonightâ€
â€œuh, sureâ€ I answered as I continued to stroke my cock - more and more aroused as I listened to her voice.
â€œGreat!â€ she sounded as happy as I was. â€œUmm, Brent?â€
â€œKinda embarrassing, but do you mind if I use your bathroom? I hate public ones â€“ my hotel is across town â€“ I donâ€™t know if Iâ€™d make it. â€
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â€œThanks â€¦. . be right thereâ€ she said and the phone went dead.
I quickly slammed my laptop closed and threw the lubricant on the desk into a drawer. Â Jetting to the bathroom I quickly wiped my hands and cock on a small towel and ran back out. Â I was slipping my pants up over my half erect cock when there was a knock on the door. I threw my shirt on and opened the door while trying to remain composed.
â€œHi!â€ Heather smiled, â€œyouâ€™re a lifesaver, thanks. â€
â€œNo problem â€“ right in hereâ€ I waved my arm to indicate the washroom.
â€˜Whewâ€™ I thought, â€˜that was close. â€™Â I glanced around the room and saw that the camera was still set-up.
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â€œThanks again. â€
â€œOh, youâ€™re welcome. Â Anytime. â€
â€œSo what time do you want to eat? And where?â€
â€œOh, doesnâ€™t matter much to me. â€
â€œMe either â€“ but you have to help me celebrate tonight. â€
â€œOh? â€¦. . Whyâ€™s that?â€
â€œI just found out that Iâ€™m in this seminar because Iâ€™m getting a promotionâ€ she said with that giggle that melted me.
â€œReally?! â€¦ Good for you! Champagne it is!â€
â€œAww, thanksâ€, Heather said with a smile that men would crawl over glass for.
â€œLetâ€™s go thenâ€ I returned her smile.
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â€œOk, quick like bunny â€“ I want to celebrate!â€
I stepped into the dressing area grabbed a change of clothes and quickly washing up got dressed. Â I noticed something sitting on the counter in the washroom however. Â Picking it up I saw it was a eyeliner pencil. Â Obviously Heather had touched-up her make-up while she was using the washroom. Â Had her leaving it behind been on purpose? I wondered. Â Not likely, I conceded â€“ nice thought thoughâ€¦ I stepped into the main room and found Heather lazily flipping through the TV channels. Â
â€œReady to go?â€ I asked.
â€œYep, Iâ€™ll just take one more pit stop before we goâ€ she replied and moved toward the bathroom. Â
I pretended to look at the TV, but once Heather was past me I studiously watched her tight little ass walk away from me. God, that is a nice ass! I reminded myself as I stared. As she turned the corner into the bathroom I noticed the dressing mirror. Â It had been right in front of her as she was walking to the bathroom â€“ had she seen the reflection of me watching her? That would be a bit embarrassing I considered, but â€“ what the hell â€“ she had to be used to men gawking at her. Â
She stepped out of the bathroom with a little smile that made me question itâ€™s motive and said, â€œLets party!â€ and moved to the door.
I turned out the lights and was right behind her when I noticed the bathroom light still on. Â I stepped in to turn it off and noticed the eyeliner pencil conspicuously still on the counter.
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I followed her out the door with a new frame of mind. Â Maybe Heather liked to get away as much as I did. Â Leaving the eyeliner is non-committal she could come back for it or not â€“ her choice â€“ but I loved the thought that she was giving herself the option.
To make my choice an easier option for her I suggested we have dinner at the restaurant here in my hotel. Â She smiled and agreed. â€œTheyâ€™ll certainly have champagne hereâ€ she grinned. Â
â€œIâ€™m sure they willâ€ I smiled back.
We chose a table that was out of the way near a window. Â There were quite a few patrons in the restaurant and as we walked in every male head turned to catch a closer look at Heather. Â She appeared not to notice the attention she was attracting. Â These men, like myself, were away from home and felt safe to look, something they canâ€™t do at home.
I pulled out a chair for Heather and after she sat I took one beside her. Â We had a view of both the restaurant and the front entrance to the hotel.
A waitress was soon to our table.
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â€œChampagne!!â€ we answered in unison. Heather giggled her sexy giggle through her teeth and placed her hand lightly on my forearm â€œThatâ€™s so funny!â€ she said.
Her touch was unexpected and very appreciated. Â She let her hand dwindle a little longer than I thought she would then she stroked my arm lightly and removed her hand.
The waitress smiled and promised to bring the champagne right away.
Heather laughed all of a sudden as the waitress walked away. Â
â€œWhatâ€™s so funny?â€ I asked, smiling at her laughter.
â€œWell â€¦. What do you imagine anyone would think if they saw us sitting here in a hotel restaurant, drinking champagne?â€ she answered with more giggles.
â€œHa â€¦. â€ I laughed, â€œI guess youâ€™re right. Â I bet every man here is jealous of me. â€ I continued â€“ then immediately was concerned I had crossed a line.
. Thanks Brentâ€¦. â€ Heather replied with a little smile, â€œThat is a nice thing to say. â€
â€œI mean it thoughâ€¦. . Just think. Â Most of the people in the restaurant are staying in the hotel right?â€
â€œUh, huh â€“ likely. â€
â€œWell, if they are away from home, they likely miss what â€˜homeâ€™ has to offerâ€¦. . â€
â€œAnd that is?â€ Heather replied with a smirk as the waitress appeared with a champagne bucket and bottle. Â The waitress removed the wire and asked me to open the bottle. It popped loudly when I pulled the cork from itÂ - Heather let out a little cheer and giggled again. Â She was sure in a giggly mood tonight, and she hadnâ€™t even touched the champagne yet.
I poured us each a flute of champagne and held mine up to present a toast.
â€œTo Heather â€“ Congratulations on your promotion, youâ€™ve done yourself proud.
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â€œThank-you Brentâ€ Heather responded with her sweetest smile, â€œfor both commentsâ€.
â€œYouâ€™re welcomeâ€ I smiled. Â â€œIâ€™m honored to share this celebration with you. Â I imagine Grant would rather he be here tonight than me thoughâ€, I ventured.
â€œOh, maybe â€¦. . He would like the promotion side of it â€“ Iâ€™ll be bringing home more money â€¦. as for the second part â€¦ I donâ€™t think heâ€™d be as proud. â€
â€œReally? Why do you say that?â€ I asked as I took another sip of champagne.
â€œWellâ€¦. . how can I sayâ€¦â€¦Ummmm â€“ He doesnâ€™t look at me the same as some men doâ€¦.
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I blushed â€“ I could feel it. Â I had nothing to say. Â Obviously my sheepish look said enough and she laughed out loud unable to control herself. Â I was completely embarrassed and tried to come up with something to say.
â€œUmmmm â€¦. . guys do that huh?â€
â€œYesâ€ she answered with a tone that said it was ok. â€œI saw you watching me tonight Brent â€¦. . honestly, Iâ€™m flatteredâ€¦. . â€
â€œFlattered, but you likely think Iâ€™m a jerk thoughâ€¦â€¦â€
â€œummmm â€¦. .
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I must have still looked a bit guilty though because she placed her hand on my arm again and said â€œHonest Brent, it makes me feel good â€“ as long as I donâ€™t feel threatened or anything. Â I know you wouldnâ€™t â€˜attackâ€™ me or anything. â€
â€œAre you sure?â€ I grinned. Â
â€œSure Iâ€™m sure. Â You wouldnâ€™t hurt me â€¦. Would you Brent?â€ Her expression and tone of voice was different as she said that, unlike any time Iâ€™d known her. It was a flash of inviting passion that I remembered seeing on womenâ€™s faces when I was single. Â A kind of look that opened a door but protected against rejection. In a second it was gone.
â€œNo â€¦ of course notâ€
â€œSeeâ€, she giggled, â€œIâ€™m not worried. Â But I wouldnâ€™t let Terry catch you looking â€“ she is very jealous of youâ€.
â€œI donâ€™t blame her thoughâ€
â€œWhy is thatâ€
â€œWell lots of women would â€¦â€¦ you knowâ€¦.
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â€œUh huh, Iâ€™m sureâ€¦â€ I answered sarcastically. â€œWomen donâ€™t look at me the way men look at youâ€.
The waitress appeared at the sign of Heatherâ€™s empty glass. I finished mine as she poured Heatherâ€™s then finished the bottle in mine, I asked for another bottle.
As the waitress left Heather picked up the conversation where we left off.
â€œMany women notice you, itâ€™s just that women are more subtle and not just visual anyway. Â We are also listening to what men say and how you say it â€“ and believe me you get more than your share of attention, Iâ€™ve seen it. â€
â€œReally?â€ I asked in mock excitement â€œWhen? Who?â€
Heather laughed, â€œNot telling. . â€ her eyes were dancing, I could see she was having a good time, the champagne had put her in a playful mood and as sexy as I always thought she was, the giddy mood she was in now was even more appealing.
â€œWhy not tell me?â€¦â€¦â€
â€œIt would inflate your ego. â€
â€œYeah, likelyâ€¦. I like being humbleâ€¦.
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â€œHa haâ€¦. . Youâ€™re so funnyâ€¦. Which is another thing women find attractive by the wayâ€ she said over the brim of her glass.
â€œReally? â€¦ Well â€¦ did I tell you the one aboutâ€¦â€¦. . â€
Heather, while taking a sip of her champagne, laughed abruptly. Â Some of the drink sprayed onto her and me, mostly on me. In the commotion she dropped her glass breaking it on the table.
Heather, while trying to control her giggling, reached for a napkin.
â€œOh, Iâ€™m so sorryâ€, she spoke through her laughter while wiping my shirt with the napkin.
â€œItâ€™s ok,â€ I replied, laughing myself, â€œself induced I guess. â€
Continuing to laugh, Heather dabbed at my shirt â€œIâ€™m afraid that is going to show.
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â€Yes, I suppose it willâ€¦. I really shouldnâ€™t sit here with a wet shirt should I? Iâ€™ll run to my room and change. â€
â€œWell I canâ€™t sit here by myself after this scene!â€ Heather said as she looked sheepishly around the room. Â A few people were ignoring us, others were staring openly. â€œBesides, my skirt is wet as well, and my clothes are across town. â€
The waitress came over help clean-up, carrying our second bottle of champagne.
â€œThank-youâ€, I said â€œWould you please charge this to room 118 and send that bottle and a room service menu to my room. â€ I handed her a $10 bill.
â€œCertainly, right awayâ€
Turning to Heather I spoke â€˜We can eat in my room if thatâ€™s ok with you â€“ maybe your skirt will dry by the time weâ€™ve eaten. â€
â€œOk. Iâ€™m really sorry about this Brentâ€ Heather said as we rose from the table. Â Heather had a cute little blush that displayed her embarrassment. Â She took my arm as we started out of the restaurant, all eyes on us.
â€œDonâ€™t worry about it a bitâ€ I whispered to her, â€œAll the men were looking at you anyway, now youâ€™ve given them an excuse. â€
We quickly crossed the lobby, and made our way to my room.
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She took a seat on the sofa and I sat on a chair almost facing her. Â I could sense some tension from her, she was still embarrassed, and her smile had faded to a grin.
â€œWellâ€ I said â€œThat was an experienceâ€.
Heather laughed loudly throwing her head back. Â â€œIt was thatâ€¦. â€
We continued to laugh, talking about how the people had looked at us and what they must have been thinking, especially when we had the bottle sent to my room. Â
â€œIt has been years since Iâ€™ve been in a hotel room with anyone except Grantâ€ Heather said â€œlet alone, another man!â€
â€œWhat would Grant think about us being here together?â€ I asked.
â€œUmm, â€¦. . letâ€™s not tell him ok?â€ she said with a grin. â€œHe isnâ€™t really, really jealous, but â€¦â€¦â€
â€œIt does look suspicious, doesnâ€™t it?Â Imagine what Terry would say?â€ I said rolling my eyes.
â€œI can guess â€¦. .
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I read it out to Heather. Â â€œIt seems everyone is getting the impression something is going on here. â€
â€œWell, let them think what they want â€¦â€ she said as I poured us each a drink.
As I handed her a glass I said â€œIâ€™m going to change my shirt, ok?â€
â€œSure. Must be nice. â€ she teased, â€œIâ€™m decidedly uncomfortable sitting in this wet skirt. â€
â€œI can lend you a t-shirt and a pair of shorts if youâ€™d like â€“ theyâ€™d be a bit big though. â€
â€œThatâ€™s ok. Â Can you imagine what Terry and Grant would say then, me in your clothes in a hotel?â€ she chuckled. â€œBut what they donâ€™t knowâ€¦â€¦â€
â€œThatâ€™s right, our little secretâ€ I said.
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I was surprised to find Heather already changed. She sat on the sofa with a smirk, wearing my old Nike shorts and a Budweiser t-shirt. It was the sexiest sight I could remember. Gorgeous little Heather in my baggy clothes sitting in my hotel room.
â€œI took the chance that you would be a minute or twoâ€¦. . â€ she grinned, her eyes devilishly sparking over her glass.
â€œIâ€™ve got to learn how to change clothes fasterâ€ I teased as I sat down.
â€œYepâ€¦youâ€™re too slowâ€¦. â€ She said then continued, â€œSo, Brent?â€¦â€¦â€¦â€
â€œUmm, I looked in the wrong drawer for the clothes â€¦ It seems that you have â€˜otherâ€™ secrets you wonâ€™t be telling Terry aboutâ€¦. â€
I immediately knew she had found my camera and lube that I had quickly stuffed in the drawer earlier.
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Heather just sat there looking at me with her little grin, I stewed in my embarrassment for a few seconds before she broke the silence,
â€œI guess we both have been embarrassed tonightâ€ she giggled. Â â€œMe, quite publicly - you, in a more, â€˜privateâ€™ way. â€ She was loving that I was totally embarrassed.
â€œI understand the lubricant, but why the webcam?â€ she continued.
â€œUmm â€¦ I uhâ€¦â€ How could I explain it delicately? This was way too embarrassing. I could not bring myself to simply say â€œSo other people can watch me jerk off!â€
Heather was chuckling at my discomfort, â€œOk, donâ€™t tell me â€¦ I can probably figure it outâ€ she said with a coy grin. Â â€œDoes Terry know you have a webcam?â€ she asked with raised eyebrows.
â€œUm, noâ€ I murmured behind my glass.
â€œUh huhâ€¦â€ she continued, â€œyou not tell her because she is too jealous?â€
â€œDoes she know you buy lubricant?â€ she was loving this, her eyes were dancing as she sipped her glass and watched me squirm at her inquisition.
â€œI donâ€™t imagine. I never told her. â€
â€œSo Iâ€™m guessing you go online and look at pictures of women?. . .
. . â€
â€Donâ€™t be embarrassed Brent, I imagine all men do. I imagine most men also â€¦. um â€¦. do things that makes them like to use lubricantâ€ she said with a coy smile.
â€œI would guess so, but they donâ€™t often talk about it with their friendsâ€, I said still totally embarrassed.
She laughed, â€œI guess not â€¦ or spouses either it seemsâ€ she added. Â â€œI know Grant never talks to me about it when he does, and since weâ€™re being honest, I donâ€™t tell him either. â€
Now THERE was a visual.
I took her lead on the direction the conversation was going. â€œSo, umâ€¦. how often â€˜donâ€™tâ€™ you tell him?â€ I asked with a grin.
â€œOh, that was clever â€¦. â€œ she chuckled.
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â€œYou said â€˜honestâ€™. â€ I told her.
â€œSo pictures of women turn you on that much? Wow!â€¦â€
â€œWell yes, pictures do, but what I like to look at are women showing themselves onlineâ€ I neglected to mention, showing what.
â€œYou mean women do that?!â€ she seemed amazed.
â€œYes, all the time. â€
â€œThey show everything?!â€
â€œYep, they sure doâ€
â€œWow, thatâ€™s somethingâ€ she said, â€œAh ha!!. . . . â€ she continued, â€œThat is why you have a cam! You show yourself online too!â€ she seemed proud to have figured it out.
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â€œI can see why you never told Terryâ€, she laughed. â€œI never thought of you as an exhibitionist Brent, not that I have a problem with it I guess, it just surprises me. â€
â€œI never thought I was either, but once I went into these chatrooms, it seems that lots of people are. â€
â€œWow, itâ€™s hard to believe that so many people would be showing themselves to complete strangers. â€
Heather was very interested in the concept. She was sitting forward on the sofa, and her eyes kept moving from me to glance over to the computer sitting on the desk. I was pretty sure I knew what she was thinking, so as I poured us each another drink I said, â€œYou seem to have doubts. I guess Iâ€™ll have to show you thenâ€ and I went over to the computer and turned it on. Â
Heather immediately jumped up from the couch and pulled a chair beside mine at the desk. I felt the heat of her body beside me and I could smell the light fragrance of her hair, I was already becoming aroused.
I maneuvered through the menus and when I got to Yahoo I decided to create a new login name. Â â€œWhat name should we use?â€ I asked her.
â€œI donâ€™t know anything about this â€“ you pickâ€.
â€œOkâ€ I thought for a few seconds and typed â€˜cpl_like2watchâ€™
â€œOh thatâ€™s cleverâ€ she giggled.
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â€œThanks. Â Are you sure you want to see?Â There is pretty much â€˜no holds barredâ€™ in these places. I wouldnâ€™t want you to be shocked or embarrassed. â€
â€œNo problem, Iâ€™m not easily shockedâ€
â€œOk then â€“ here we go. â€Â I had always wanted to be with a woman while I went into the sex chat rooms, but my wife would freak if I even asked, and here I was with the woman of my fantasies, about to share it with her.
Logging in as a couple was a good idea. Â Immediately after we got in a room there were messages wanting to chat. Â Heather sat intrigued as I answered the questions people asked. Â
â€œAre you ready to see something?â€ I asked?
â€œNot everyone will let â€˜anyoneâ€™ watch, you can chose people or leave the camera open for everyone. Â Weâ€™ll try this one, but you never know what someone is doing you knowâ€¦. â€ I warned her as I clicked on someoneâ€™s camera icon, not even looking to see if it was a man or a woman. Â The window opened covering about a third of the screen. Â We got a perfect view of a guyâ€™s cock close-up. He was feverishly stroking it with his hand.
â€œOh my GOD!!â€ Heather exclaimed wide eyed.
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She moved closer to me to get a better view of the show and was leaning into me just as the guy let loose with squirts of cum for the world to see.
â€œHoly Shit!!â€ Heather laughed. Â â€œIs this for real?!â€
â€œYep sure is, guys cum on camera here all the time. â€
â€œDo you?â€ she asked, not taking her eyes off of the guyâ€™s cock as he milked the last of his cum from it.
â€œUh huhâ€¦. All the timeâ€
She turned to me â€œReally?!
â€Yep. Guess what I was doing when you called me this afternoon?â€
â€œNO WAY!!â€ she laughed and stared at me curiously.
â€œYou were masturbating, when I was on the phone?â€
I smiled â€œUh, yes I wasâ€
â€œSo did you, umm, â€˜finishâ€™?
â€œOhâ€¦â€ she snickered, â€œI guess I barged in. Sorry for interruptingâ€
â€œYou should beâ€ I told her with a smile.
â€œWell no wonder you were staring at my ass when I came over then. Thereâ€™s nothing like being all wound up then no releaseâ€¦â€¦â€
â€œTrueâ€¦ but to be honest,â€ I lowered my voice â€œI stare at your ass all the time. â€
â€œIâ€™ve noticedâ€ she replied with a smile as she turned toward the screen.
The window that had shown the guyâ€™s cock went black as he shut down his camera, I closed it.
A new window opened as someone asked us if we had a camera. Â I replied that we did, but it wasnâ€™t on.
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â€˜Woman 42 hereâ€™ she told me, â€˜I want to see some cockâ€™
Heather laughed, â€œBoy people are NOT shy here!â€
â€œNo theyâ€™re sure not. Â Letâ€™s see if she is a player, after all you got your show shouldnâ€™t I get one?â€¦â€¦â€ I replied as I typed.
â€˜M 41 here. Â I want to see some pussyâ€™
â€Brent!! Youâ€™re as bad as they are!!â€ Heather laughed.
â€œI knowâ€, now youâ€™re seeing the secret side of me that even Terry doesnâ€™t seeâ€
â€œI was kind of thinking that myself. â€ Heather said as she smiled at me curiously.
â€˜My husband likes to see me play, wanna see?â€™
A window appeared and it showed a woman who was slightly overweight but quite attractive. She was naked. She was not alone though, a man was with her, he too was naked and watching her at the computer. Her camera was set to the side so we could see her completely. Â She was occasionally typing and occasionally playing with her pussy.
adoos slando olxHer husband behind her was lazily stroking his cock. Â I could feel my own cock swelling in my pants.
â€œWOWâ€ Heather said, â€œThis is so cool!â€
Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â I sent â€˜very cuteâ€™
Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â â€˜thanks â€“ now you showâ€™
Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â â€˜if my wife knew I was here â€“ sheâ€™d kill meâ€™
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