It had not at all been difficult for Dan to arrange for a kind of ringside view at Rick's place. The kid lived in a sordid one-storied dilapidated building that had seen better days.
The building had a scrapped fire exit at the rear. It was obvious that it was no longer in use. Being surrounded by the overgrown mango trees, it was completely hidden from the other buildings in the alley. Also at the rear, were large windows, and Dan knew that the time of the lovers' arrival and the state that they would be in, it would be impossible to make out any body peering inside through the windows. Though all the windows were curtained, it would be easy for Dan to slip in before their arrival and arrange them in such a way so as to reveal the inside of the building without being too obvious.
"Honey, I'll be late today," Eve had told him in the morning. "I've to finalize the month's statement and it's real shit. I reckon I'll be back by nine."
Dan had been shaving when Eve gave him this information and he was expecting it. But what he had not expected was the sudden rush of blood in his cock when the image of her crouching against the sink with the kid behind her flashed across his mind.
He suddenly wanted her and though she was dressed up and ready to go to the office, he had called her upstairs.
"What is it, honey?" she had asked him, entering the bathroom. She was wearing a knee-length skirt and a prim, proper blouse, which, though tight, was buttoned all the way up.
"Vicky's still sleeping, huh?" he asked, splashing water over his face to clear it off the shaving cream that was still clinging there.
"Yes. Why?"
He had just wrapped a towel around his waist and turning to her, he pulled it off revealing his erect cock.
"What about a quickie?" he had grinned.
Her eyes grew wide. It had been a long time since they had done this. In fact, she had forgotten when it was the last time that they had a quick, impulsive fuck.
Perhaps it was the anticipation of the evening that she was going to spend with Rick that made her smile at him. Just a month ago, she would have given him a quick kiss and walked off, saying it would be too risky now and that they perhaps would wait till the night.
This time around, however, she simply shut and locked the bathroom door and walked toward him.
"Oh god, Dan, you are hung like a horse!"
"Yeah, I know. So, what about it?"
She leaned against the sink. 'Oh god, just like she did for that boy yesterday,' he thought, watching her fingers unbuttoning her blouse.
"Let me get out of these. I don't want the dress to get wet."
He stood there, just a couple of feet away, his cock dangling between his legs as she slipped out of her blouse and skirt, hanging them neatly on the clothesline.
She bent down to step out of her panties and his cock stiffened when he saw her heavy tits threatening to burst out of her flimsy bra.
"Jeeze, Eve, your tits are great; did I ever tell you that?"
She laughed softly. "Lots of times," she answered, tossing the panties over her dress. She reached behind her to unhook her bra, looking at him with lust in her eyes, the smile still in place.
For just a moment, he felt a pang of jealousy run through him. She looked so sexy like this, he thought. Damn it, she WAS sexy. And he wondered if he could lose her to Rick.
But, watching her tits tumble out of the bra, he pushed the thought away from his mind. He knew that she was having a hot little affair with a young hunk. An affair that, he knew wasn't going to last too long. Besides, he knew that the sex between them would change for the better. It was getting too monotonous. Hardly had a day passed since she had fucked a guy other than her husband for the first time after marriage and here she was already; behaving like a wanton slut. Rather, she was behaving just the way she used to a long time ago.
And, he thought, as she cupped her tits and faced him, wasn't he fucking other women on the sly?
He was getting confused. He had wanted this to be simple and straightforward. He decided to stop thinking too much about it and start having a little bit of fun.
After all, he was doing this for Eve and his sake. Save their marriage. He had seen all too often how couples got too familiar with each other resulting in boredom and messy divorces.
Damn it! Stop thinking!
She was milking her tits and walking towards him. When she was close enough, she stood on the balls of her feet and kissed his mouth.
It was a hot kiss. Her mouth was open and as her tongue shoved inside his mouth, he groaned when he felt her fist wrap around his cock.
He didn't give her too much time. He had pushed her back against the sink, turning her around. She had steadied herself by clutching the sink and had moaned when he had swiftly thrust inside her from behind.
She was reaching her climax, surprising them both, before he had completed less than five strokes. And then, clutching her dangling tits, he had speeded up his thrusts, hurrying to catch up with her.
They had been so horny he had let the first few blasts of his come spurt inside her cunt, before pulling away. She had spun around, going down on her knees to gobble his spurting cock in her mouth.
He had arranged with Big Mac to have Rick drop in the main office till half past five. That would give Eve hardly half an hour with Rick. And that also meant that Dan wouldn't have to sit in the Control Room during the time that the two were not together.
He used this time to stake out Rick's place and make all the arrangements to make him comfortable. He had borrowed a few button-sized cameras connected via remote controls to a master recorder, which he kept in the boot of his car.
Rick had arranged for his mother and his sister to leave in the afternoon for a well deserved lunch at the Holiday Inn and from there to the theatre. It was showing an old 3-hour classic, so Rick had naturally coerced his mom to have their dinner at the Inn.
That would give Rick and Eve at least a clear two hours.
Dan was seated on the windowsill in the darkness when he heard his wife's car come to a halt under the front porch. He peered through the curtains, his eyes on the door.
He heard the latch click open and saw Rick walk in, Eve following close behind. Rick snapped on a switch and a few low wattage bulbs lit up the single living room on the ground floor.
The family used this room as a kitchen as well. There was a small shower cubicle to one side, extending to the rear where Dan was hiding. The room was sparsely furnished. There was a sofa-cum-bed (Dan had learnt that Rick used the bed at night to allow his mom and sis to use the two bedrooms on the first floor), three chairs, a large mattress and the all too familiar TV and sound system.
Eve stepped inside, brushing past the boy who closed and locked the door.
"This is nice," she said. Her voice was strained.
"Yeah. It's small, as I said." He croaked.
"For what we are going to do, it's pretty big," she replied, turning to him.
He stared at her, the bulge between his legs obvious.
She walked backwards, a sultry smile on her face, till her knees came up against the sofa and she flopped down on it.
"Are you going to just stand there?" she asked him. "Get naked, stud, and let me see your horse cock."
He was galvanized into action. Without bothering to take off his shirt, he ripped the buttons of his jeans, pulled down the zip and then pushed the garment down over his hips. Impatiently, he kicked them off and in the same movement, shoved his underwear down.
His long, hard cock sprang out and he began to walk slowly to the sofa.
"The shirt, too, stud. I want to see you buck naked," she told him.
He stood in front of her, unbuttoning his shirt, his throbbing cock, inches from her face. When he was pulling his shirt off, she grasped his hard on, making him groan.
"Ah, yes, stud. This is it. I wanted to see it like this. Nice and hard and dangling from your naked body, not peeking out from your fly. My! You have such large balls and such cute hair here."
His body shivered when she pulled his cock up and then pushed it down again. "Oh my god, Mrs. Wilson, ah, ugghhh, oh Jeeze, your hands feel so good there," he stammered.
She continued to masturbate him gently. "Not Mrs. Wilson when we are alone, stud. Anything, but Mrs. Wilson. That makes me feel so old. When we are alone, I'm Eve. I'm your bitch, your slut, your whore. I'm just a hot cunt and you are just a hot cock and we are just fuckers, ok? Mmmm, your balls are so heavy!"
He looked down as she cradled his balls. The tip of his cock was rubbing her forehead.
"Won't you get naked too, Mrs.…er, my little old slut?" He was almost embarrassed saying it for the first time.
"I want you to undress me, stud, while I suck your cock," she answered.
"Oh really?" he asked, his eyes widening.
"Really what?"
"Are you really going to suck my cock, s-slut?"
"Of course. That's what cocks are there for. Sucking and fucking. Will you let me suck your horse cock, stud?"
"Oh god, yes," he replied, thrusting his hips out towards her.
"Then you better begin undressing me. And don't spoil my dress, ok? Or I will end up looking like I was raped!"
He gasped when she popped the head of his cock in her mouth, holding its base in one hand and cradling his balls with the other. He thrust his hands down and felt for the buttons of her blouse.
She did not take him completely in her mouth. In stead, she sucked only on his cock head, running the tip of her tongue over the shaft.
When he finished unbuttoning her blouse, she leaned back and put her arms behind her to allow him to slip off the garment. His eyes widened more when he saw her enormous tits, half exposed through the sheer bra. He reached for the hooks behind her.
