It was a warn, moonlit, summer's night in the small town of North Berwick. All was silent, except the gentle waves brushing against the shore. In the darkness of the night a young man made his way towards his destination. Tonight he would get the job done. He had been watching one of the more well-off families in the area for some time. Through a definite source, he had learned that they were going away on vacation, and decided that there was no better opportunity than this. They'd already been gone two days, the more he put this off, the more chance that they'd come home early.
The house in question, stood alone on the far side of the town, right next to the beach. Even in the darkness he could tell that the house was bigger than the people who stayed in it needed it to be. Shaking his head, he took his torch out of his rucksack. He combed around the ground floor of the house, checking for anywhere he could enter. As he suspected, all the doors and windows on the ground floor were securely locked. He cast his torch above him, letting the light shine on the second level of the house. There were small adjoining balconies outside each window around the entire house, with just enough space for one person to stand outside his/her window or a row of people to stand around the house. Raja had to admit, it was a beautiful house.
Securing the rucksack on his back, and after rubbing his gloved hands together in anticipation, Raja began to climb the pipe. Once upon the balcony, he again found the same as he had on the ground floor. The doors and windows were locked. Casting his gaze upwards as if to ask the man upstairs 'why me?', he caught something out of the corner of his eyes. A balcony window on the top floor was slightly ajar. Saying a silent 'thank you', he made his way around the balcony to where the window was and climbed up.
Once inside, he saw that he was clearly in one of the girls' rooms. There was a suitcase beside the bed. That would have seemed strange since the family was on holiday, but he dismissed the thought from his mind. Flashing his torch around the room, the light fell on a picture of a young girl in her early 20's. She was a pretty girl, she was smirking at the camera, as if she knew something everyone else didn't.
Tearing his gaze away from the picture he forced his mind back on the job that he was here to do. He crept across the room and opened the door. Just as he was about to sneak down the stairs, he heard the sound of running water. For a moment he panicked, weren't the whole family meant to be gone? Raja's curiosity got the better of him. Following the sound back upstairs to the door opposite the room, he opened it a small fraction.
The first thing he saw was a side profile of a naked girl. Her head was turned away, so he couldn't see her face. But he watched mesmerised, opening the door just a fraction more so that he could have a clearer view, and not alert the girl to his presence. He watched her as she massaged the lather on her breasts, down her stomach, and between her legs. He watched her lather her arms and legs, and watched as the lather slid down her form, from the force of the shower. He felt himself getting tight. How he wished he could wash that body.
Suddenly the water turned off, pulling him out of his fantasies. Quickly, he retreated back into the bedroom, and hid outside on the balcony. Poking his head around the corner, he watched as the lights of the room turned on, and the girl from the photograph walked in, wearing nothing but a towel.
He watched her as she took out a lotion and began rubbing it into her arms and shoulders. He held his breath as she discarded the towel and began rubbing the lotion on her breasts. Raja found that he had to stifle a groan, in order not to be found. He closed his eyes and imagined what it would be like to touch her, taste her. He wanted her. He watched her get off the bed and make her way to a wardrobe. She took out a red silk night gown, with a low neckline and put it on. He watched as she yawned, turned off the light and slipped into bed.
Raja didn't know how long he waited until he was certain that she was asleep. It must have been at least an hour. And throughout that hour, all he had thought about was making that girl his. Deciding that it was time to do something, he crept back into the room. He saw her silhouette in bed. The covers were around her middle and her nightgown had become undone. He took a deep breath as he saw her breasts rising and falling with every breath she took.
Not being able to resist temptation any longer he made his way to the bed. Gently he cupped her firm breasts in his hands and ran his thumbs over her soft buds, which instantly became erect at his touch. The girl sighed in her sleep. He ran his hands down her flat stomach and to her warm entrance. He lowered his mouth and took in one of her erect nipples and sucked it gently. One of his hands was caressing her other breast and the other was rubbing her entrance. The girl moaned in her sleep. Slowly he slipped a finger into her and the girls eyes suddenly opened in shock and surprise.
"Don't say a word," Raja warned her. The girl nodded with a slightly fearful look in her eyes. "I'm not going to hurt you," he assured her, rubbing her entrance. "We're just gonna have a little fun. You want to have more fun don't you? You wanted more of what I was doing to you, don't you?" He saw her blush and nod.
