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Watcher Player Or Both Ch 05

Watcher Player Or Both Ch 05

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For the first time in my life, I'm actually feeling settled and happy, with where my life is at. I have never stayed in a job as long, as in this current one. I got promoted to supervisor. My boss is great, she leaves me to run the shop, while she does the paperwork, ordering and other administration. The three girls who work there, are really great fun. All five of us have nights out, normally on a Friday. We head to a bar, after every thing is buttoned up with the shop and it is ready to open the following day. We chill out with a drink or two and have a bite to eat. Sometimes we will stay there, depending on the conversation or the people watching. Or, we head to a club. All of us are interested in people. You get to see and hear all sorts, working in retail. Picking up on things, helps you deal with the customers, getting them what they want and making us commission.

Lorraine is older than the rest of us, about forty and married. Her husband has a well paid job. She likes dealing with the customers and doesn't want to get promoted. Cheryl and Laura are about the same age as me and they are both party animals. Sometimes they only get a shower after a night out, before coming in to work. Crazy.

The good thing for a voyeur in this situation, is that you get frequent glimpses, of naked or near naked women. Sometimes women come in together. The talk as if the shop staff are invisible. All of us think this is great, even Josie our boss. I've not really got any insight in to her. None of us have. She comes out drinking with us. She joins in the conversation. We have no idea if she is married or divorced. In a relationship or not, gay or straight. She pervs, like the rest of us but that doesn't mean anything. Lorraine is married but likes eavesdropping. Cheryl and Laura are both straight. Men or women, all the same to me but looking and masturbating trumps everything.

Away from work things are changing. I've been renting a room from James and Olivia, almost since I started my job. They are moving. Olivia inherited some money, when her grandmother passed away. So they are buying a bigger house, in a better area. I was a bit down at first. I liked what we had going and thought they did too. Actually, it has turned out to be better than I expected. They weren't sure what was going to happen either, until they found the house they loved. They looked at loads, before making a decision. When they found their dream, they took me to see it. I wondered why. They actually invited me to go with them. Even though, the money wasn't actually required. I insisted on carrying on with the payments. An older house, with thicker walls. However, the master bedroom, had an adjoining room, just a door between them. The room they wanted me to have. It had been a nursery, which is why the door had been put in. It was a decent size. Twice what I had in their current house.

It took about twelve weeks, for the sale to be finalised. I bought a bit more furniture, dressing table which doubled as a desk for my laptop and some more storage. It made my trip to work a bit more difficult but James often gave me a lift. I envied Olivia, being at home all day. It took a while for things to settle down. We were climbing over boxes and shuffling furniture about, for a while. Sex for the three of us, during this time, had taken a back seat. We were all tired.

Our shop is closed on Wednesday afternoon. A lot of the other shops in town are too, so not much point staying open, if there isn't much passing trade. Lorraine, Cheryl and Laura had all gone home. I was just finishing up a display, so stayed on. I was going round, checking that everything was locked up. I thought Josie was out, at a meeting with suppliers. Her office door was open about a foot. It is normally closed and locked if she is out. I went to close and lock it. Inside, Josie was on her back, on top of her desk, skirt pulled up. Kneeling on the floor, a woman was licking her pussy. I recognised her. It was Hilary, the district manager. Josie saw me and winked. I backed away and went home. That answered one question. At least partially.

The following day, she called me in to her office.

"Sorry about yesterday. The back door was locked when I got here. I thought you had all gone. I guess, knowing you, you got a good eyeful. I've been having an affair with Hilary, for about a year. I'd appreciate it, if you could keep this quiet. It's difficult for us to meet up, so we take our chances when we can."

"Not a problem for me. Going down on women, sucking men, it's all the same to me, but I love watching. She looked good."

"She is. Can you keep it from the others? I don't want to cause her any problems. She has a lot more to lose than me. Difficult to get another job like hers. She has a good relationship with her husband but gets a thrill from keeping what we do secret."

"Consider it done."

Another memory to add to my wank bank. A bit of a power trip, knowing something about Josie, which the others didn't.

Back with James and Olivia. Things had finally found their correct place and the house looked amazing. The final blitz on shifting everything, had been hard work. All day Sunday, with the three of us. James cracked a bottle of Champagne, by way of celebration. We sat in the lounge, relaxing on the three piece suite.

"Things have been pretty subdued at night lately, haven't they? We've heard you masturbating a few times. Sorry we didn't give you much to listen to. We have been a bit stressed and tired with the move." He said.

"Crikey, don't apologise. You have both done more for me, than you will ever know. I hadn't expected you to bring me on this move. Let alone anything else."

The bottle yielded a couple of glasses each. When we had finished, whether by way of compensation or celebration, he stood up and took off his clothes. Olivia followed suit. Not wishing to be the odd one out, I joined them. They masturbated each other on the sofa, I on the armchair. Olivia was first to cum. James shot a stream of semen up his stomach, enough to get me off. We just sat there chuckling. Olivia handed him a tissue, to clean up. That night, they made love on top of the duvet, leaving the connecting door open. Sophie, now more vocal than ever. Her cries and groans, were enough to set off my second orgasm of the night. I walked into the room as they lay panting, kissed them both. I returned to my room, closing the door behind me.

My negotiations with Dr Sophie, started to bear some fruit. The first suggested step, a meeting with Amanda. The three of them assuming the two of us were most alike. She drove over, one Saturday morning, while Olivia and James were away. I made some coffee and we sat down to talk. Things were pretty tense to start with. They knew little about me. I, on the other hand, had seen her, naked, in fetish gear, wanking my brother and seen her mum riding his cock. It turned out, that we had some things in common but the cross over wasn't massive. We both loved to watch and listen, we got pleasure from it. Often we would masturbate, just as often not. Both of us stored up the memories.

We differed on a number of things. The three of them were almost entirely lesbian. I was firmly in the bisexual camp. She gave Julie and Sophie pleasure because she loved them and she enjoyed giving them orgasms. She derived almost as much satisfaction from it, as she did cumming herself. On the other hand, I had sex, when it looked like I would get something from it. Initiating Olivia into anal, gave me a lot back. Using Aaron's cock was a challenge and a memory. I wasn't interested in romance or a relationship. My aim was personal gratification.

Would these final items may have swayed things in my favour? I assured her, that I was more interested in watching, than taking part. I agreed not to film and not to share any video, I'd already got from Mary. I did apologise for taking it, in the first place. Particularly as, it was intended only for Aaron. At least most of what I'd seen, didn't show Julie's face clearly. Not good for her career, if anything got out. I said I'd wait and see what they came up with. Positive or negative.

All of a sudden, Wednesday became my favourite day of the week. Not only did I have to work fewer hours, the end of the working day became a highlight. I'd send the other three home at lunchtime. I'd tell them I was doing some stock checking or changing a display. What I was really doing, was heading to the offices to watch Josie and Hilary. Josie knew for certain I was there. I'd ring her phone twice without talking, to let her know everyone had gone. She had trusted that nobody else knew, so she started leaving her office door wide open. I wasn't sure if Hilary knew or not. At least to start with.

A really soft and thick rug had been added to the floor. I'd seen Josie on the desk, with her skirt up. They were now naked on the rug. Both average height. Josie brunette, nice body, large breasts, sagging slightly, waxed to a Brazilian. Hilary, blonde and slim, small breasts, light brown pubic hair. The first time I'd seen them naked.

Josie was on her back, head towards me. One of her breasts flopped towards me, a large nipple visible. Hilary's bum on her face, very cute, her asshole clearly visible. Sucking, slurping and sighing noises filled the air. Josie grunted, her legs wobbled as she came. They carried on and she came again, more loudly this time. Still no let up from Hilary. Josie extricated one of her arms and stroked the cute little anus above her. Hilary screeched. Good job there was nobody around. She raised herself up and I nearly died of shock. She turned round, lowered herself on to Josie's mouth, the other way round. She looked straight at me and blew me a kiss. My jaw dropped. She put her hand under her chin, gesturing upwards. She then began rubbing her clit and pussy back and forth across Josie's mouth. She grunted twice as she came again.

"Come on Marcie, that has got to have been worth a wank."

Not something I expected to hear from someone like Hilary.

"It's alright, I knew you were there, when Josie was on the desk. A little stunned?"

She stood up. Josie,licking her lips, sat up on the rug. Hilary looked me up and down.

"You need to change before you leave." She said pointing at my crotch.

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My leggings were showing a wet patch. I went to my locker, removed my leggings and pants, they were soaking.

Hilary, now dressed walked in to the staff changing room.

"Nice chubby little bum."

I swung round.

"That's pretty nice too. Same time next week. I'd suggest a skirt, particularly if you are going to finger yourself. Don't be surprised. My husband and I are naturists. I have no problem with people watching me."

She didn't wait for a reply. Just walked off to the back door and her car. Josie came in, still naked and opened her locker. A different set of clothes for going home.

"Do you mind me asking what the deal is?"

"Confident isn't she. She just likes having fun with a woman. I'm not the first. There have been quite a few. She may have you, at some point. It's not emotional for her, just sex."

"What is it for you?" I asked.

"Much the same. I was in a relationship but she left me for a younger model. I don't want to get burned again. So the sex is fine for the time being. She was right, you have a nice ass and pussy."

"You heard that?"

She said nothing. We both dressed, I put my wet things in my bag and we both headed off. Despite staying for the show, it was still only just past two, by the time I got back. As usual, Olivia, was at home. We both liked these afternoons. Just the two of us. Time to chat and catch up on gossip. I'd pass on things I picked up at work, odd comments or things I'd seen. So far this week, a woman moaning about her husband cumming in seconds. Another, with a big black bush, most of it outside of her inappropriately small briefs. One trying on skirts, shaved pussy and no underwear. Another, complaining about the couple in the upstairs flat. She sounded like a braying donkey when she came. Olivia almost choked on her tea. She'd pass on some of the details of what she and James were up to, when the door was closed. He'd started going down on her, after he'd cum from fucking her and get her off again with his tongue. No worry about. He'd also kiss her after she had given him a blowjob.

"Is he ashamed of that? That's why the door is closed."

"No idea. It's only just started, so you may get to see at some point."

I was still incredibly horny from seeing Josie and Hilary. I told Olivia, assuming that as she knew nether of them, it wouldn't go further.

"They sound cool. No wonder you like working there. Come on, let's."

She opened her jeans and slid her hand inside. I only had a skirt on. I didn't have spare knickers at work. I lifted it and began stroking my pussy. Olivia stood, slid her jeans and pants down. She pulled her clit hood back and began rubbing direct onto the cute little thing. Her language, not what you would expect from a relatively posh young woman.

"There you go, dirty pervert."

It took me a couple of minutes more. With the pent up energy from earlier, my orgasm went on for a while, I just kept rubbing. That night, the door was open. I wondered if Olivia had told James, about my time at work. They spent plenty of time on foreplay, before he fucked her pussy. She came once when he went down on her, twice more as he rubbed her clit, as they fucked. He pulled out and pushed just the tip of his knob into her ass, as he came.

"You dirty fucker. You clean that up now."

He raised her legs and began licking her ass. She sighed. While his head was between her legs, she gave me a thumbs up. I closed the door and rubbed out another orgasm.

The following Wednesday was amazing. As usual, I rang Josie's phone twice and headed to the corridor. The door was open. Both Josie and Hilary were squatting on the rug, facing each other. Each had a rabbit vibrator fully inserted and turned on. They were fondling and stroking the breasts and nipples in front of them. No point not taking advantage, especially as Hilary expected it. I pushed a hand into the waistband of my skirt. No briefs. I was curious as to what they were doing. After a while the vibrations started them cumming. Over and over. I was on my second. No idea how many they had. Josie collapsed sideways and pulled out her toy. A duel?

Hilary put her hand to her forehead, thumb and fingers in an L shape.

"Loser. Dinner is on you."

She still didn't stop. Looking at me, she came again.

"How many?"

"Just two. No rabbit."

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Josie must have had four or five orgasms and was still on her side.

"Is she OK, I asked."

"She'll be fine in a few minutes. Having fun?"

"You bet. Watching is my thing and you two are great. Exhibitionists are a godsend to a voyeur."

She stood up, removed her vibrator and turned it off. She came to the door and raised it to my mouth. I took it inside, sucking her juices from the toy. She went to the rug and cuddled up to Josie who was still breathing heavily.

I was buzzing, pardon the term, when I got back. Olivia was drinking wine. Pretty unusual for her, in the afternoon.

"Is something wrong?"

"No. Just a bit of liquid bravery."

"What for?"

"I want to ask you something but I'm not sure how to start."

"Are you asking me to leave?"

"No, just the opposite but we don't want to put you under pressure, to do something you find uncomfortable."

"Sounds intriguing. Just go for it. You know it's going to take a lot to shock me."

She told me about the closed door. Sometimes, it was just because they were sleeping, sometimes they wanted to be intimate and private. However, the third reason was that they used role play. They weren't sure how I would react. The scenarios included burglar breaking in, nurse and patient, angry wife or husband.

"No problem with me. What's the issue?"

"We know you like watching and listening. I know you do have sex, you've had me. Including getting in my ass. You haven't brought anyone back here. We wondered if you had sex at all now. How would you feel about getting involved, in our games?"

"Don't you think it could cause problems? I know of three women who live in a sort of marriage. It works, because they all love each other. This would be different."

"I've talked about it with James. Neither of us are worried about it. We are happy in our relationship. You don't want one. All three of us like sex. You've watched us. We watch you masturbate. I think both of us want to watch you have sex."

"Are you thinking of inviting someone else?"

"No. I'll watch you and James. He watches us."

I said I needed time to think about it. I went to the kitchen and fetched a glass. I poured some of the wine for myself and topped up Olivia's glass.

"Watching the two of us, probably most guy's fantasies. I get that. Is he in to black women? Does that tick something off his bucket list?"

"I know what you mean about the two of us. All three of us get something out of that. Not sure about the interracial aspect. I know he likes how confident you are about yourself and your sexuality."

James arrived home. Olivia told him we'd been talking and what about. He needed dinner and we decided to put things on hold, until we'd eaten and had time to compose our thoughts. Myself and Olivia seemed chilled, about the situation. Probably, as we had already ironed out some of the wrinkles. James seemed a bit agitated. Olivia made a pot of tea and we settled in the lounge. James in a armchair, the two of us on the sofa. We went through some of the things we had covered in the afternoon, from his point of view. The outcome, I'd make a decision by the end of the week. If it was affirmative, we'd have a night, with the three of us, on Saturday. No role playing. Just to see if it felt weird, for any of us. If it did, we'd stop and return to what we had. If it worked out, we would try some of their games over the following weeks.

On Friday night, as we sat drinking, beer for James and gin for the two of us. I agreed, to try out their scheme. Both of them were beaming. Would they be disappointed? Would it mess things up? Not just for the three of us but also the two of them. We decided on Sunday night. Saturdays are a tough day for me at work. I'm usually pretty tired. If we were going to do this, I wanted to make the most of it, just in case, it was a one off. That night, I lay listening to them fucking, hard. Probably thinking about Sunday.

Saturday passed without incident. Unless, you count my perving at work. Lorraine pulled me towards the changing rooms. Two women were giggling inside a cubicle. One of them trying to whisper but failing. Complaining that her asshole was sore. Her boyfriend got over enthusiastic. He pushed a butt plug too far. He had to put four fingers in her, to get it out. We beat a retreat, to the staff changing room, to stop the women, hearing our laughter.

I got up late on Sunday morning. James and Olivia were just heading out to do some shopping.

"Need anything?" He said.

I couldn't think of anything. They had lunch out. I just sat around in some loose clothes all day, drinking tea. I started to think about the evening and whether all of us would enjoy it equally. They got back at about 3 in the afternoon. When I'd started renting from them, I spent most of my time, alone in my room. I'd cook for myself. As time had gone on, we spent more and more time together. We had begun cooking and eating together. Today, was no different. I helped Olivia prepare some roast chicken and salad for our dinner. We ate just after six. James opened a bottle of Cava, some bubbly to set the mood. As we drank, we began to discuss, the coming hours. A decision was made, that we would ease in to things. All naked, no toys, just the three of us in bed and see where it leads.

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