Jim Hunter was a good looking guy in his early twenties who had a peculiar problem. He didn't like to look people in the eyes. Since a young age even before he heard the term, "windows to the soul", he saw more than he wanted to in peoples eyes. He could read people almost like books and as it turns out for most people they read like dime store novels.
Others also seemed to see something in Jim's blue, no, green, no, grey, eyes. Yes Jim's eyes changed color and often. People told him it was due to weather, what he was wearing, etc. but to Jim who had never met anyone else whose eyes changed colors he considered himself just shy of a freak.
And he was. Although everyone considered him shy due to the whole avoiding eye contact thing, Jim had sexual fantasies, lots of them. But Jim knew he would never act them out. He was by no means a virgin, as a matter of fact, women seemed to be intrigued by his eyes which got him laid plenty but when sex was over he was not up for eye contact any more. He realized the shy thing wouldn't keep him from getting laid but would keep him from living out his fantasies.
Jim felt guilty about his fantasies and it was then that he realized that was why he couldn't look people in the eye. He saw their guilt. It was a Friday night when his sister Terri had her hot friend Alexa over. Alexa was the byproduct of a plastic surgeon father and a plastic surgeoned mother, but the genes they passed on would allow a generation to skip surgery and all eating disorders. Bottom line, she was hot.
Terri was suffering from a bad case of the flu and Alexa was kind enough to visit her best friend until Terri got a little too sick and threw up for the millionth time. Alexa decided it was time to vacate Casa De Puka. The odd thing was that she disappeared to
the back yard instead of disappearing to the front door. As Jim worked on his computer he heard a conversation from Alexa that included the word Richard. Richard was Terri's boyfriend. Jim worked his way silently down to the backyard to listen more closely. Yes, it was her sister's boyfriend Richard for sure.
Jim never liked Richard, he was too -perfect. His sister swore they never did anything and Richard would swear the same, but Jim had his doubts and his doubts were pretty much confirmed when he heard Alexa say, "Yeah, she's totally sick. I can come over now, I want to taste that thing."
It was then that she noticed Jim. He looked her in the eye saw something that could only describe as -guilt. There was something electric there and Alexa froze for a moment. Jim heard Richard on the line saying what he wanted her to do to his big thick dick. Alexa was still frozen almost like a doll until Jim broke the ice.
"Hang up on him," he said and all too quickly she did with a confused look as to why she would do that.
The phone rang back immediately. She looked at Jim strangely as she answered cautiously and begged Richard's forgiveness for hanging up until Jim said again, "hang up."
She did and stood there frozen. When he rang back Jim said, "Don't answer it."
She didn't. "What the hell are you doing with my sisters boyfriend?" he demanded.
"I suck his dick when your sister isn't around or even if she is in the next room sometimes. He was going to finally fuck me tonight. His dick is really big. I've been afraid but I'm ready."
Jim was shocked, this was beyond candor. This was -guilt. He decided to test the waters. "Actually Alexa you don't want to go see Richard."
"I don't?"
"No you want nothing but my dick. You get wet whenever you are around me. I want you flowing and ready for my dick whenever I want you. When I say I'm ready I want you to bend over."
Suddenly Alexa was flush, her nipples were showing through her blouse and she was squirming and crossing her legs. Her phone rang again and she threw it to the ground. She grabbed Jim's arms in sudden concern.
"I'm so sorry about your sister, if there's anything I can do to help you though this hard time..." she was babbling.
"You know I'm actually ready..."
Before he could say another word she dropped her tight skirt and panties and bent over. She was dripping. It was all that he hoped for but Jim knew they could be seen pretty easy so he told her to put her clothes back on and continue to stay wet and ready. And then his fantasies hit, the ones he never dared to share..
"So you say Richard has a big one huh?"
"Biggest I have ever seen," Alexa answered honestly.
"Do you want to fuck him?"
"Actually, I want to fuck you," she said but underneath it all was more red flush, more -guilt.
"What if it makes me happy to see you fuck him?" Jim asked, knowing the answer given the situation.
"Then I will ride that hard fucking cock until he comes all over me."
"In that case I'm ready..."
Suddenly she turned around, dropped her skirt and bent over, sopping wet.
"Put your clothes back on. I meant I'm ready for you to make a call."
Like an automaton she pulled her clothes back on and dialed her phone.
"Ricky, I'm going to come fuck you now. No, I won't chicken out, I've been told I have to fuck you by..."
"Don't tell him that!"
"I mean, I'll be there soon. Please get it hard for me, bye." She hung up and turned to Jim. "Did I do good?"
"You did good, now let's go see what you can do."
She practically floated as she walked with him she was so excited.
On the way to Richard's house Jim was given every detail of the house and every detail of Alexa's sex life. She had had sex with three different guys three different times each but nothing that she was too excited about. She even questioned if she was more into girls until she met Jim of course. She also gave the layout of Richard's house so Jim would know where best to position himself to watch what was about to happen. Of course all this information was given in between her going down on him all the way to the house.
