What has come before
Chris must remain flat on his back for some more time until his injury heals. Kevin's image enhancement software has allowed him to watch his roommate Chris and Chris' girlfriend Heather get each other off in the dark.
Part 2: This Has Possibilities
"Guys, thanks for agreeing to help me. You can take the visors and their docking stations. They'll download the captured video to my server farm over the WiFi." Rick and Dwayne picked up their Jordi-LaForge style visors and headed up to their rooms. Heather picked up hers, then paused.
"Hey Kevin, could we have a quick chat?"
"Yep, I'll be in my room, I've got to put this one away."
"OK, just a sec, I need to make sure Chris is comfortable."
Kevin headed up the stairs to his room, while Heather knelt in front of the couch to make it easier to talk with Chris.
"Rabbit, thanks for helping Kevin with his project. The dude's really good, and he has been making a lot of progress on some really fundamental problems."
"That's nice." She smiled, once again showing her evil grin. "So you really think he can see in the dark?"
"Well, it might not be IMAX, but it's way better than what currently passes for night vision."
"Wow, that really makes me go 'hmmmmm', Chris. Aren't you concerned that if he can see in the dark, he could see what we've been doing on the couch over the past week?"
"Oh shit, you think so?" Chris frowned a bit, considering the subject. "Yep, he probably could. He's got that camera and mike in the window of his room. It's got a perfect view of the couch and the pool table. In fact, it covers the whole balcony and great room!"
His expression brightened. "My lovely Rabbit, this has possibilities!" Chris's smile got even wider. "I bet you're a really horny Rabbit now, thinking about Kevin watching you."
"God yes! You know I love to tease and flirt in front of you. And I know you love it too."
Heather's evil grin faltered. "But without a bit of guidance this could get really awkward and confusing for Kevin. I don't think he would become as big a problem as Roger was, but still."
"Yep. I'll have a word with him, ape to ape. So what's the plan?"
Heather's evil grin came back full force. "Well, we're going to have a quick chat. And then we'll see if there are, in fact, possibilities."
With that she gave Chris a quick kiss and headed up the stairs. Chris saw her emerge onto the balcony and poke her head into Kevin's room. "Hey Kevin, still good to chat?"
"Sure thing!" Heather walked in and closed the door. Kevin turned his gamer chair away from his four displays to look at Heather, who remained standing. Kevin's eyes automatically scanned Heather from eyes to feet and back up again. Being socially inept, Kevin avoided eye contact by staring at Heather's boobs.
"Thank you so much for helping me, Heather. There's no way I could get the background video I need as quickly as I need it without you."
"Well, sure, Kevin, but I think we should have some boundaries. For example, I don't want to give you pics from any toilets I visit. Is there a way to turn off the visor?"
"Of course, flipping this switch here shuts it off. You just need to remember to turn it back on."
"Okay. Does it capture sound?"
"Yes, it can. It's this switch here, but it's off by default. Legal issues."
"Good. Look, I've been talking with Chris, and he's really impressed with your work. We've also, uh, been discussing some of the implications. For instance, if you can see in the dark in the house, you might have some video that nobody else should see. Like when Rick shot and scored a month ago."
The inside joke was an infamous incident among the housemates that Chris had shared with Heather. A puck bunny had followed Rick home early in the morning, and for whatever reason they had decided to go at it in the great room. Ricks approach to sex matched his approach to hockey, 40 seconds of maximum effort followed by 40 seconds of recovery and change of positions, with an intermission to change "ends", or in this case orifices, every 20 minutes.
The puck bunny was loudly appreciative of Rick's efforts for all three periods, and Rick complimented her on her stick handling. Rick's "last minute of play" announcement was met with relief by all his sleep-deprived housemates, and the "he shoots he scores" finale had become a running joke in the house.
Kevin blushed bright pink, thinking about listening to Rick's loud lovemaking while staring at Heather's tits, and cast his eyes on the floor. "Oh no, I didn't ha ha have the software working then, ha ha Heather I would never..." Kevin's stutter started to assert itself, as usual, when he was stressed or embarrassed.
"Of course, Kevin, of course. I trust you, and so does Chris. You're a good guy, but there are plenty of bad guys out there. Industrial espionage is pretty common around here. Chinese student hackers practise on Western universities all the time. Since you haven't paid any attention to your system, I bet any dude from my class could crack your security and turn your porn collection into your Mom's NetFlix feed."
Kevin, still staring at the floor, looked shocked, then even more embarrassed. "Uh, I grew up in backwoods Michigan. A fly-in, fly-out fishing and hunting camp kind of place. Really slow internet. I didn't have the bandwidth to download any video. We had a lot of books. My Mom and Dad still don't have Netflix."
Now it was Heather's turn to look thoughtful. "No wonder the dude is so awkward, he's never been around anything female but moose!" she though to herself. "Hmmm, this DOES have possibilities, Rabbit!"
Aloud she said "Wow, this huge school must have come as a hell of a shock! But a smart guy like you must have had a few adventures too, right?"
Kevin looked miserable. "Heather, I got a full ride scholarship to this university when I was 14. I've had so much fun here learning new stuff. But no adventures. No woman here would look at me for fear of getting arrested for statutory rape. And I'm still not old enough to get into any bars. So I've, uh, had to put all my energy into school over the past 5 years."
"Well, Kevin, your luck could be changing. I'll help you with your project. And maybe we'll go on an adventure. But if we help you to see in the dark, I don't want it to come back to bite me. Or Chris. Ever. I want to personally secure your computer and all the rest of this stuff so that only we can access it."
Hearing Heather's friendly words, Kevin's gaze rose again to Heather's chest. "Her nipples are getting hard. What the hell?" Kevin though. Aloud he said "Yes, please, Heather, I'd love to go on an adventure."
"Great!. Could we take a couple minutes now to get an inventory of what has to be secured?"
"Sure Heather, that sounds like a great idea, I'd love to show you everything! Kevin said, and then blushed again as the unintended double entendre registered.
Kevin relaxed into techie mode, showing off the small storage and server farm he had assembled, along with his cameras and microphone equipment. Network diagrams were hastily sketched on the whiteboard. Heather took pictures of everything, as Kevin ogled her hard nipples.
"Okay, I'm confident I can secure everything wired fairly easily, but I also want to make sure that nobody will hack the WiFi downloads. Paranoid, but it's a good exercise. To do that, I need to use some equipment at my place."
"Okay Heather, talk to you later!"
Heather went back downstairs to the couch in the great room where Chris was working with his VR goggles. At least, she though he was working, until his hands caught one of hers and pulled her down to a gentle kiss. "Mmmm, tastes like a horny Rabbit. From the shape of your nipples your little talk went well?"
Heather grinned shyly. "It did. I'm pretty sure he has some video of us. He was eye fucking me the whole time I was there. I got him to agree to let me secure his systems. Depending what else I discover, this could definitely have possibilities. Do you think he would appreciate an Easter Egg or two?"
Chris knew what Heather was asking, and paused for a long time before responding. Heather stopped smiling, and started looking nervous.
"I'm sure he would love an Easter Egg from you, even if he's already collected some secret eggs for himself. Just, try not to blow the poor boys mind, OK?"
Chris continued "I know you're extra horny because you think he was watching us, and if his video tech is as good as I think it is he's likely seen a lot of your computer enhanced skin. However, there's a big difference between voyeurism and getting a personal, sexy message from your crush. For now, I think your pretty cotton tail and all your other naughty bits should stay covered."
Heather squealed in delight. "Oh, I'm so glad we're going to try this. Thank you love!" She quickly headed for the kitchen door. "I'm going to go over to my place to... uh... make some preparations... and maybe paint some eggs..."
She started walking towards the kitchen. "I'll be back a bit later tonight. And you had better have a full load of buckshot for your Rabbit... Don't forget to talk to Kevin!"
Several hours later, Heather returned and walked over to Chris. Bending over and gently kissing him, she asked "Did you have the conversation with Kevin?"
"Yes, I explained a bit about you being flirty in public, and where Roger went wrong. I'm not sure if Kevin understands exactly why we had the conversation."
"Hmmm... So not just socially awkward, but completely lacking situational awareness?"
"Yep, seemed completely clueless." Then Chris smiled his own mischievous grin. "Not that having an incredibly hot woman come on to him has been part of Kevin's life experience. At least so far."
