In part 4 we left the two ladies having had incredible oral sex. For Eileen it was her first time for both receiving then giving with a woman, then Denise, on a whim decided to give the peeping tom across the valley a final flourish.
The ladies sat and continued to look through the huge binoculars at the masturbating goliath across the little valley. They continued to say "fuck its enormous", "look at the girth", "those balls must be able to hold an enormous load" and "imagine being shafted by that."
All of those comments and more made the evening so enjoyable and Eileen was at the binoculars when the voyeur finally spunked. It took him ages to come and there wasnt anywhere near the volume she thought Denise would like and told her so, but it flew everywhere. She sat back and allowed Denise to watch the aftermath.
"Oh my god!" exclaimed Denise "he's giving me the call me sign!"
"And how the fuck are we supposed to do that?"
Denise struggled to stand and hobbled off to the spare room, which served as her office.
Once there she took a sheet of paper and a sharpie and wrote in large thick letters
PHONE NUMBER?
Once back in the living room she got Eileen to find the end of the sellotape and they taped it to the window and waited a while.
"Do you think he'll do it?" asked Eileen like a nervous schoolgirl.
"Why wouldn't he, he's had a good look at us and knows we've seen him come. TWICE!"
Denise looked again and squealed with delight, and flapping she urged Eileen to write it down.
Eileen pulled the paper from the window, tearing it in two and scrambled around the cushions to find the discarded sharpie, then wrote down the number as Denise called it out.
"You read it again Eileen and I'll check it."
They did so and the number was correct.
Denise sat staring at the piece of ripped paper, breathing through her nose, while Eileen knelt beside her slightly bemused.
Eileen broke the silence: "Er Denise, what now?"
The cool blonde had somewhat lost her composure and was struggling to think straight.
"I don't want to spoil anything with Daniel, but that cock...." her voice trailed off.
"I know, I'm the same." Eileen lied but didn't want to scream "I want it in my cunt!" which was positively bouncing around her head.
Denise turned to her and the filth just began to pour out of her mouth:
"I'd love to watch him fuck you then ring my little bell for your slave to come in. He'd be wide eyed in amazement, then I'd click my fingers for him to kneel and then he'd ask permission to lick my cunt."
"Where's he been in the meantime? Surely he'd have answered the door, served drinks then undressed me before then?"
Denise laughed "Oops getting ahead of myself. Does he undress me too? Or maybe I'd be clothed. Have you done CFNM?"
"No, what is it?
"It means Clothed Female Naked Male."
"Oh right! Well I've done that before. A spanking usually begins with me fully clothed and him naked!"
"Fully clothed or lingerie?"
"Er, both. I have this gorgeous burgundy leather skirt, it comes down just past my knee length, quite flared. I pair it with a light blue cashmere sweater, he loves that outfit."
"I bet he does! I'd love to see you in that. And lingerie under?"
"Yes, but he doesn't get to see it until he's been spanked."
"Oh, god. Poor boy...."
"Lucky boy more like. Thinking back to the first time we had anything more than a kiss, I was fully clothed and he was in his bed completely naked."
"How did you know?"
"What that he was fully naked?" Denise nodded "Well I pulled the sheet back and there he was."
"Was he hard?"
"Yeah he was. I mean we had been talking for a minute or so and then me asking him if he'd like to fuck me seemed to do the trick. Once he said yes I just reached under and wrapped my hand around his cock, which was a bit disappointing given how big my husband is. But he was very sweet and over the next few weeks he more than made up for it with his tongue."
They both laughed like drains.
"Do you do it?"
"Do what?"
