Mark had the worst crush. Katie Cougar, was the hottest of his sisterâs friends; whenever she came to the house for a sleep-over Mark would lie in his bed with his dick sticking straight up in the air. No amount of stroking, could quell his hard-on for her.
Katie and mark were both 18, his sister was 19. The summer after Markâs sister graduated high school she stayed at their Auntâs house out of state to check out some colleges in that area. Mark didnât see much of Katie that summer. There were other girls to âstroke aboutâ of course, but Katie was the ultimate. Mark was shy, quiet, and thus a virgin. In his mind, however, he was a sexual God waiting for his chance!
One day near the end of the summer, Katie called Markâs mom and asked if she could borrow their video camera. Katieâs family didnât treat her very well and she kind of adopted Markâs Parents as her own. She would call his mother for advice, when she went to the prom (with that scum-bag Johnny), she came over to Markâs house to show his mother her dress.
Anyway, Katie borrowed the camera. Mark overheard her say that she was going on a camping trip with some of her other friends and wanted to document it. Needless to say Mark wanted nothing more than to go on that camping trip and he had many masturbatory evenings imagining he had.
A week later Katie called and told his Mother all about her trip--how it didnât go as planned, how Johnny had been cheating on her and she found out. Katie spent an hour on the phone with Markâs mom crying her eyes out. Mark couldnât help but feel good about her misfortune, Johnny was an third rate A-hole. She told his mom that she would return the camera in a few days and hung up. Mark got most of this story when his mother passed it on to his father.
Time went by Katie returned the camera where it sat in a drawer for a few weeks. Mark spent the summer relaxing, mowing lawns, playing basketball, working out, etc. One day his parents were out and he had just finished mowing the lawn. They lived in a modest house with a giant lawn, surrounded by trees on all sidesâvery secluded. It was a scorching hot day outside and felt like it could rain. He sat on the front steps to his house looking out at the sky. The clouds were rolling in and getting darker. Marked thought the sight was very striking, so he got the video camera. He noticed a tape was already in the camera so he rewound it and began watching. Suddenly there she wasâKatie she was wearing a white t-shirt and shorts, laughing hysterically, and talking to the camera. Mark noticed Katieâs nipples were erect and fairly spectacular. She looked at the camera and said âMake sure you erase that!â The person taping was Katieâs friend Jean, Mark recognized her voice.
âDonât you want to show Johnny?â Jean asked.
âNo, no fucking way. Erase that right now, I mean it! Heâd want to keep it.â Katie replied.
âOK, but it was pretty hot!â Jean laughed.
âWhat the hell happened hereâ, Mark thought, he quickly rewound the tape all the way to the beginning. Most of the tape was just a blank blue screen, but Jean hadnât erased the whole thing. There was still about three minutes of Katie left. In those three minutes Katie was dancing and moving around erotically and pretending to be a porn star. She was still wearing her white-t-shirt and shorts, but at one point she lifted her shirt exposing a white bra and the most wonderful cleavage Mark could have imagined. Her skin was so smooth, there was not a freckle on it. Then she turned her back to the camera and dropped her shorts exposing the tightest little ass. Markâs dick rose so fast it felt like it might explode right through his shorts. He rewound this scene several times. Sweat poured from his forehead, his cheeks flushed, his whole body felt like it was on fire. She was even hotter than he had originally fantasized. Masturbating to this video hadnât occurred to him yet, he was still in shock about seeing her like that. Mark just sat there covered in sweat, his face redder than a fire truck, watching this beautiful moment over and over.
One minute he was in ecstasy, the next terror. From behind him he heard a voice.
âWhat are you doing?â It was Katie.
Mark jumped up and dove at the video camera, yanking the plug right out of the wall.
âMark? Oh my God! You didnât watch that did you? I thought we erased it! Oh fuck!â
Mark was still in shock. âNo, I, well, I mean . . .â
âHow could you . . . watch that?â
Mark laughed and tried to play it cool. âWell, how couldnât I watch it, really . . .â
Katie stood there with her mouth hanging open, unsure of what to do next. Then Mark saw his parents car pull into to drivewayâright next to Katieâsâif only he had seen that before.
âOh shit, OK, what are we going to do?â
âGive me that tapeâ Katie said. Mark took it out of the camera and handed it to her.
âI came by to give these to your momâ she said.
Mark didnât even know what it was she was holding, he didnât careâthis was potentially bad.
âPlease donât tell them!â was all he could say before he ran upstairs and into the shower.
As he showered he tried to listen to what sounds were coming from the rest of the house. He jumped in the shower and turned on the ice cold water. His dick was hard as a rock and had to be dealt with. Even though he was possibly in serious trouble, he couldnât help seeing her body over and over in his mind. He took what could have constituted the longest shower of his life whacking off until he finally finished both the shower and the whacking.
He didnât hear anything from the rest of the house. He was hoping that Katie hadnât said anything and left. Maybe there was a chance they could just forget this whole thing.
No such luck.
âMarkâ his mother called from downstairs.
âYeah?â
âCome down here.â
âJust a sec!â
He ran into his room and looked out the window. Katieâs car was still there. He quickly got dressed and went to his doom.
When he got downstairs he knew he was a walking dead man. Katie was sitting on the couch with her eyes red from crying and his parents both looked like they wanted to kill him.
âSit downâ his mother said.
Mark sat down, making sure not to sit too close to Katie, or anyone. He was a man without a country.
âKatie told us what happened. Mark that tape was only for her. Obviously there was no way for you to know what was on it, because she returned it thinking that it had been erased. We understand that you saw it by accident, but that should have been the end of it. She said she stood there and watched you watching it over and over.
âJust how long was she watching me?â he thought. Then his Dad chimed in.