This story is about an interesting weekend that we spent at our host's house. We (we are an exhibitionist couple) suggested a get-together with him (he is a voyeur) after we discussed a scenario similar to the popular TV show "Big Brother". We had a terrific time and would gladly entertain offers from any readers that would wish to allow us to repeat everything again.
Chapter 1: The Arrival
Driving up the New Jersey Turnpike, we were filled with nervous anxiousness. This was our first visit to the doctor's "country estate" and we had no idea what was in store for us. We met the doctor on one of those web-personals pages that seem to be very popular. We had been searching for the right person, couple or group that shared our same interests and desires. We are normal, every day people, that have the same responsibilities, goals, and dreams as anyone else. The only difference is that under it all, we have very strong exhibitionist fantasies.
We first posted the ad, looking for a couple or a group. As to be expected, we immediately received countless emails from single males (the majority of which were from boys). Most of the responses contained the typical lewd language and insincerity of guys looking for one thing: sex. Although we were very flattered, we politely responded to the emails indicating that we were not seeking what they had to offer. It was fun sitting down together and checking the website each night to see what was waiting for us. This time period allowed us to refine our fantasies and to openly discuss each others dark secrets. So discouraged as we were with the responses, we continued our search.
After a few months, weeding through the replies, trying to find the right person or persons, we received our first message from the doctor. His response seemed genuine and did not contain the typical "I can't wait to get down your pants" language and intentions. The doctor indicated that his desires were no longer of participation, but rather of watching and enjoying the pleasures that would unfold before him. Simply put, he was a voyeur. We were impressed by the way he conveyed his desires, and we did not view or judge him as a "dirty old man". After all, his desires were similar in content to ours. His similarities also included the fact that he, like us, was a college-educated profession with a life outside of his fantasies.
As an added benefit, the doctor indicated that he lived in a beautiful house, that could be used by us as a place to take a vacation. He even went so far as to offer us the use of the one end of his house that could be closed off from the rest for privacy. We exchanged emails with him, expressing each others fantasies and developing an online relationship. Throughout this exchange of emails, we got to learn a lot about the doctor. We also found him to be a sincere person, and we truly felt that we found a "match". In any respect, as with all of our previous online relationships, we were certain that this one would not come into fruition. We had been jaded in the past, and became cynical, due to so many failed encounters and meetings.
So we were pleasantly surprised to open our email the one night and see the invitation to join him for the following weekend! He had left detailed directions and brief instructions for what he expected of us. We read this email with excitement for the coming weekend. The doctor indicated that we were to arrive on a Friday evening, enter the house through an unlocked side door (a door that entered the private wing of the house where we would be staying for the weekend). Once we arrived, the doctor would have additional instructions for us.
That's a brief summary of how we found ourselves this Friday evening driving up the New Jersey Turnpike to the doctor's home. We talked to past the time driving, trying to maintain normal conversation, but we were too distracted by our desires and anticipation. We had never done anything like this before, and we were hoping for a good experience. It was generous of our host to invite us, and we certainly did not want to disappointed.
Soon, we arrived at the doctor's house. It was a gorgeous home and our excitement increased, looking forward to our weekend getaway. There were no cars parked in the driveway, but there were a few lights on in the house, leading us to believe that someone was home and had parked in the garage. We got out of the car, and not needing to grab any overnight bags, since the doctor had indicated that we would not need any thing but the clothes on our backs, we made our way to the side door. The light was on inside, and the door was unlocked as indicated.