(The most gratitude goes to my Princess (aka Tonguelust) for giving me the idea to start this series and enough motivation to continue it.)
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The phone ringing woke me up as usual. I looked at the phone and saw it was Bruce Parker again. I ignored it and looked over to find Amber was already gone. I had to think for a moment before I remembered it was Sunday. As I crawled out of bed, I figured I would check my computer with the video feed to Amber's motel room. At this point, I know that it would probably be invasion of privacy bull shit, but at the same time the arrangement my friend Dan was in started to sound like something huge. I figured in my groggy state I was doing him a favor, especially if any of these other people tried to use Dan's involvement against him. Plus, keeping an eye on Amber was a bonus.
So I watched as Amber was in the room straightening up. I noticed she wore a grey sweater over a white blouse similar to her outfits she wears to school. I also noticed she donned glasses which was different. I then watched as she looked over at the door before she walked over and opened it. In walked a distinguished gentleman wearing a cardigan sweater and glasses. It took a few moments before I gave up trying to remember who he was.
I went back to trying to sort out some bills and such while I glanced and noticed that the two just seemed to be talking. Figuring he was one of those hire a girl and talk her to death kind of people, I kept checking my bills until I noticed on the screen that the camera was zoomed in.
Warning lights went off in my head as I watched what the camera did. I noticed Amber suggestively opening her blouse and the camera zoomed so close that I could see her nipples sticking out. I quickly surmised in the back of my head that Bruce Parker, who owned the motel and whose cameras I was hacked into, was watching this play out. Out loud, I called him a sneaky perverted son of a bitch until I remembered that I was watching the same camera. It was then I noticed Amber taking this guy's cock between her lips.
Slowly, she bobbed up and down on his shaft. I could only imagine the words he was whispering to her as she did so. Having been the recipient of Amber's oral abilities, I smiled as I pulled down the boxers I was wearing to pull my cock out. It was surreal watching a woman I have been fucking sucking off another man. I then watched as he hesitantly was about to put his hand behind her head to push her deeper. In my mind, I screamed how much she loved that as I imagined a number of times I did that. She was right. These amateurs treated her too much like a lady.
The phone rang and I looked to see Dan's number. Apparently, I had to answer. "What's up?'
"Are you busy right now?" he asked in a sort of hurried voice.
"No, just woke up. Everything okay?"
"Yeah, can you meet me at the bar?"
"Sure, I can be there in an hour."
"Thank you, C. See you then."
The phone went click and I looked over at the screen to see Amber was pushing her tits together while this "daddy" stroked his cock onto her tits. It looked like she was going to be horny later. This thought made me smile with the knowledge that I would get her pussy all by myself later. I took a quick shower and slid on some jeans and a T-shirt.
Within the hour, I walked into Dan's bar. Dan's bar, called the Spitfire, is a normal bar downstairs with darts and pool tables. Upstairs is where I first met Amber and found out about the "daddy" thing. Dan was in his office in the back. As I walked in, he shook my hand before having me close the door.
"Okay, what happened with Bruce' pics?" I smiled.
"None. He basically paid me the sitting fee even though we didn't get any 'allowable' pics," I responded while quoting the word allowable with my fingers.
"I figured it wouldn't have worked. She's too smart for that," Dan said almost proud.
"So is that all you wanted to know?" I asked as I thought it was a wasted trip.
"No, I mean....I still owe you a beer, right?"
"Dan, are you all right?" I asked as I looked around the room.
"Charles, I'm good. Just..."
"Dan, we've been buds forever it seems and I know when something is wrong. Just let me know we're not being spied on and tell me what's wrong."
He looked around as if someone else was in the room, and then motioned for us to go upstairs. I followed him upstairs to the room where everything started and we headed outside to the balcony. It's then he started talking.
"Sorry about that. I just didn't want anyone hearing anything."
"Dan, are you mafia or something?"
"No, one of Amber's daddies is an audio tech."
