This is my third submission. Constructive criticism is welcome.
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Chapter 3
"I know you were there. I know you were watching and recording. And I want to see it."
This was the text which I received sometime in the middle of the night from my neighbor, Emma. She and her unnamed lover were caught having sex in their hot tub by me last night. Instead of doing the proper thing and going back into my house, I stood on the other side of the fence bordering her hot tub from my side of the yard. Not only did I just stand there, but I recorded the entire event on my iPhone and jacked off as they both reached their climatic ending. Now, I'm sitting up in my bed looking down at my phone with a huge lump in the back of my throat, knowing I was very well busted and couldn't talk myself out of this one, while my wife, Melissa, was already up in the shower, getting ready for work.
Hearing the shower turn off, I quickly closed out of the message and turned off my phone. I grabbed my clothes and walked into the bathroom as Melissa was drying off.
"I need to dress quickly and meet a friend for lunch and then go shopping. Not sure when I'll be home" she greeted me.
"That's okay." I answered. "I don't have anything really planed today other than getting a few hours in the air under my belt." As of yesterday, I am now a license private pilot. "I think there is a meet and greet at an airport a few hours away that my flight instructor will be at. I may fly out there, you know, for the practice." I smiled at her. "I'm sure I'll be home late this evening too."
"Sounds like fun" she replied as she grabbed her clothes and walked into the bedroom, leaving me alone in the bathroom.
After getting out of the shower, drying off, and dressed, I walked down stairs back to the kitchen. I poured a cup of coffee into my coffee mug and stood near the patio door. Looking out, still remembering the events the night before, the lump in my throat returned. Emma wants to talk to me. What is she going to say? Could I come up with a reasonable explanation for my actions? A million other questions came to my mind as I heard a knock at the front door. Sitting the coffee mug down on the counter, I walked to the front of our condo unit and answered the door. Standing on the other side was Emma, just my luck.
"Emma?" I asked as I greeted her. She was wearing daisy duke style shorts and a button down plaid shirt.
"Melissa is gone?" she asked.
"Y-y-yes" I stuttered.
"Good" as she pushed me aside forcing her way into my living room. I closed the door turning around to see her sitting on the couch, uneasy.
"Look, I can explain..."
"There is nothing to explain." she cut me off. I know you were on the other side of the fence. I even saw your phone sticking through it. And hearing you get off..."
Oh shit, I'm in trouble I thought to myself.
"I don't even know how I talked myself to come over here and face you."
"Look Emma. I am very sorry. I didn't mean to intrude on you two. I know it was wrong for me to record it. Here I'll delete it right now" as I pulled my phone out of my pocket.
"No! I mean, don't, not yet. I want to see it first. What I mean is one of my deepest fantasies has always been to be secretly watched. To be caught in the act. I've been trying to get Jason to do it in public..."
"Jason?" I interrupted
"Yes, Jason. The guy I was with last night, remember? Anyway, he's too insecure. Last night was the first night we ever done it outside. I think the fact that it was night, and there was a fence between the yards helped relax him. But once I found out someone was watching, and to hear them cum with us, led to one of my biggest orgasms ever. It was so hot. I didn't want it to end. I reached back hoping to touch you. Or hoping you would cum on my hand. I was in the mood, I wasn't thinking clearly. I didn't mean to scare you off. But when you rushed into your house, I didn't want you to delete the video yet. I wanted you know it was okay. I wanted to see it. Look at me. I'm so nervous, I'm rambling on."
Still standing in the living room, I stood looking down on Emma, as she sat on the edge of the couch. She was fidgeting so much, I knew she was as worried, or excited, as I was. I sat down on the couch a few inches from her, to help ease the tension in the room.
"You really want to watch it?" I asked.
"Yes"
"When?"
"Now, before I get cold feet and leave." she laughed nervously. "That is, if you have time."
"Umm, yeah sure. I mean, I don't have anywhere to go until later that is". I turned my phone on and went to the photos to pull up the video. I reached over to the TV remote and turned on the TV. "I have a smart TV and my phone is connected to it via Bluetooth" I answered Emma's puzzling look on her face. "Or we can watch it on this small phone screen."
"Oh. No. Please put it on the TV. I really want to see it all. That's perfect". I flipped the input on the TV so that it would pick up my phone single. I turned back to my phone and swiped up on the video. The video automatically displayed onto my TV, focused on Emma and Jason kissing.
"Well, here goes" I said as I hit play. I looked over and Emma was sitting even further on the edge of the couch, if possible. She looked like she was about to fall onto the floor. The video played. I was amazed at how good quality the video was at such a low light. Of course you hear the rumbling jets of the hot tub, but you could also make out the moans of Jason and Emma. I glanced to my left to see Emma squirming. She had both of her hands between her legs close to her crotch. Her legs couldn't get tighter together and looked like it would take a crow bar to spread them apart. As I looked up, I could see her nipples starting to poke through her shirt, causing me to wonder if she was even wearing a bra.
I looked back over to the TV. The scene of Emma against the fence as Jason was between her legs was being shown. TV Emma was moaning. The scene alone was causing me to get excited as well. Then I heard the moaning get louder. I looked over and it was Emma. She leaned back against the couch, but her butt was still on the edge of her seat. Her legs were now partly spread apart and her fingers were clearly between the fabrics of her short and her legs. I looked back at the TV and saw the final scene where I quickly removed my phone from the fence. In the haste of me cumming, I didn't realize that my phone camera picked up my load being shot and hitting the fence. Emma next to me moaned even deeper. The video ended automatically, but I kept hear the distinct sound of fingers entering and exiting a wet pussy. I looked over and Emma had her eyes close, no longer hiding the fact that the she was fingering herself to a well-deserved orgasm. Then it hit. She tensed up so tightly, her enter body looked like it was lying against an invisible board. She kept very still, breathing deeply. After several minutes, she finally was able to relax herself falling back onto the couch, and her fingers slipped out of her shorts. I could see the shine on them. Still with her eyes close, she raised her fingers to her mouth and sucked them clean. "Does she even remember I am still here?" I thought to myself. Almost as if she read my mind, she opened her eyes and looked over at me.
"Oh my God. That felt so good. I've never fingered myself in front of anyone before."
"Really? Not even in front of Jason?"
"No, I don't think so" she answered as she slid off the couch onto her knees. She crawled over to me. I looked down at her wondering what she was up to. She reached between my legs and spread my legs further apart as she crawled between them, closer to me. "Let me help you out" she said as she ran her hands up my shorts over my rapidly growing cock.
