I sat at my desk wondering what to do about Ryan. I had been thinking about it for a week now. It had been so amazingly sexy, fucking Jessie where Ryan could see. I knew I should have told Jessie immediately, the minute I saw him behind the fence. But I hadn't, because the thought of a young stud like Ryan wanting my wife was such a turn on for me. I had watched three other days in the last week, when Ryan had hidden in his spot and watched my wife sunbathe in the nude, jerking his big young cock to my wife's tan and supple body.
I hadn't gone out to join her and put on a show again, and she hadn't masturbated either. But somehow I don't think Ryan minded that much. I figured the best thing at this point was to "catch him in the act" now, and let him know I could see him. I could talk to him, tell him to knock it off, and we could all move on with our summers. And I could go back to ogling my wife every afternoon in peace. I decided to do it. And I knew Jessie would be going out to sunbathe in a few hours, so I figured now was the time to have the chat, with Ryan's parents not being home. No one would have to know and I could end this.
I walked over and knocked on the door. Ryan opened up after a few seconds looking surprised. "Mr. Smith, come on in. What's up? Need help with something" he asked.
I looked at him and smiled as I entered his parent's house. "Can we talk for a minute Ryan" I said to him, as I motioned to the couch. "And I want this to be private, are your parents home?" Ryan shook his head no and joined me on the couch. "Ryan, listen, I' just going to say this. I can see you from the window when you sneak behind the bush and spy on Jessie when she is tanning."
His face dropped and he turned beet red. "Mr. Smith, I'm so sorry! I'll stop I swear." He looked panicked as I leaned over and put a hand on his shoulder. "I knew I shouldn't have, I just always had a crush on your wife. And its been such a shit summer, college has been tough, and one day i just happened to hear her singing to herself, so I walked over and decided to see if I could see anything, just to say hello! But then I could see, and she was already topless, and well, I just wanted to keep watching." He breathed a sigh of relief, as if happy all of this was out in the open.
I laughed as he switched between looking embarrassed, worried, and relieved. "Ryan you're 20. You've always had a crush on my wife. And I know she flaunts her body out in the backyard. I don't blame you for looking, my wife is pretty damn sexy. It's one of the reasons I married her." I smiled at him as I continued, "But the sneaking around and spying has got to stop. Jessie has a right to know. So here is what I want you to do. She will be home today after lunch, and she will want to lay out by the pool. She goes out at around 1:30. So at 1:00, I want you to come by and tell her what you did, and that will be the end of it. No parents or police need to get involved. Does that work?"
Ryan thought for a minute, weighing his options, which were none other than my offer, and nodded. "I'll be over in a few hours" he said with a defeated tone to his voice.
I went back to the house, and grabbed Jessie. I explained what I had seen the day before, leaving out the show we had put on. I told her I had talked to Ryan and that he was going to come over and apologize. She laughed when she heard how I was punishing him. Then she smiled a devious little smile, and I knew she was planning something. But i had done what I needed to do, and I was going to let Jessie handle the rest of this issue herself. My little secret would be just that. Mine.
I threw myself into my work and put Ryan out of my mind. I had honestly forgotten he was coming when I heard the door bell ring, and Jessie yelled up the stairs, "I'll get it!" I heard the door open and then heard Ryan sputter out a greeting.
"Hi Mrs. Smith, I uh came over uh to uh. Oh shit." Ryan said. Well, he was stumbling but at least he was brave enough to face the music head on. I heard Jessie's laughter trickle up the stairs.
"Why the stutter Ryan, isn't this what you were trying to see hiding behind the fence?" Jessie said. Her sentence hung in the air. What had she done? I got out of my chair and went to the landing as quietly as I could to see a beet red Ryan staring at my totally naked wife in our foyer. I had thought she would have a lot of reactions to this situation, but this was not one of them. I heard her call me. "Phil would you come down here? Ryan is trying to stare at your wife in the nude." She said, laughing.