Voyeur - COMPLETE!!

I moved my telescoescope away from my window before I went to bed. I decided to let Rob have his privacy for the night. But my skin felt tingly as if I was being watched. I took a shower and climbed into bed and laid down. Trying to picture what we would do on our date. I couldn't picture us going to a movie and holding hands after all the things we had seen each other do. More likely I would give him head in the theatre. I drifted off to sleep with a smile on my face and dreamed of Rob.


I was edgy all day, filled with nervousness and excitement, trying to wonder what we would do on our date. I stood in front of my mirror and tried to figure out what to wear. Was it a casual date or a fancy date? Or something in between? I finally decided to do my hair and make up and to just put on jeans and a t shirt. If he showed up in a suit I would say I would be a moment longer. After all it only took a second to slip on the dress I had picked out. I was ready by 7 and tried to relax by playing with Yoda. When the doorbell rang I purposely made myself walk slowly to answer it. Rob was standing there wearing jeans, a t shirt and a leather jacket. I was definitely dressed properly in my own jeans.

"Hey." I said with a smile, a bit nervous.

"Hello. You look lovely." He said leaning in to give me a kiss on the cheek. I locked up the house and we got in his car and drove off.

Our first stop was at a mini putt gold course.

"Mini putt?" I asked with a laugh. "Am I supposed to do it with some teen aged boy?"

"I told you this is a real and proper date. We're going to play some golf and then we'll eat some dinner." He said with a laugh. He was a lot of fun. Making jokes and being totally comfortable with himself, even when I beat him soundly. I found myself forgetting about all the strange sexual things we had been doing and just enjoyed listening to his voice and his laughter. For dinner we went to a small restaurant, he claimed it had the best fish 'n chips on this side of the world and got our orders to go.

"So where's a nice spot to go and eat this?" He asked me. I directed him to a spot I used to go to when I was a teenager to make out with my dates. It was up in the hills, on an old road that actually led to the famous Hollywood sign. He parked the car, turned on some music and we ate our food.

"Jesus, Rob! That stinks." I said covering my nose as he poured more vinegar on his fries.

"Well look at your chips! There's so much ketchup it looks like a blood bath." He said pointing to my fries covered in a pool of ketchup.

"They taste better like this try one." I said holding up a fry.

"Only if you eat this." He pointed to a fry laying in a puddle of vinegar.

"Eww. No way." I laughed and rolled down the window to air out the smell. We chatted about living in LA and the differences from London for him. He missed his family but said he had a more normal life in LA. I told him about my family, not feeling the need to lie about them and make them seem non-dysfunctional. It wasn't long before he reached out to touch my cheek, tracing it with his thumb. I closed my eyes and smiled at the gentleness of his touch. He slid his hand around to the back of my head and pulled me to him, placing his lips against mine. I opened my mouth to allow his tongue to come inside and explore me. My hand travelled to his head, fingers running through his hair.

"I need you." I whispered, sliding my other hand under shirshirt. One of his hands was caressing my breast through my shirt, the other one still held a handful of my hair. He kept the kiss at a slow pace, not allowing it to become the frenzied one that I felt were just below the surface.

"Rob..." I pleaded reaching for his button. He grabbed my hand and pulled it away.

"Not tonight Darlin."

"What? Why the fuck not?" I asked.

"I don't put out on the first date." He said.

"You have got to be kidding me? I have watched you fuck plenty of women before a date." I said in total disbelief.

"Yeah, but I didn't like them." He said quietly, rubbing my wrist with his thumb. I felt my stomach flip flop at his words. He liked me? But I was so horny, I couldn't help but think of fucking him. I had to keep trying.

"If you like me, why won't you fuc...." He cut me off with a kiss.

"We'll have our time, soon. Trust me I can't hold out much longer" He said dropping my hand onto his rock hard dick.

"We don't have to hold out. Come on Rob. It's not like we don't know each other." I said, pressing my lips against his neck and stroking him through his jeans.

"What's my middle name?" He asked. I froze, trying to think if he had told me.

That's not fair. How would I know that?" I asked.

"Because we will talk and get to know each other. We'd better get going now." He said turning to start the car.

'Asshole.' I thought. Crossing my arms and staring out the window. I knew I was pouting but I couldn't help it. How dare he get me all worked up and then leave me like this? Aching and throbbing with need. When we got to my house, I tried to open the door and stomp out but Rob had engaged the locks.

"Rob, just open the fucking door." I said, angrily.

"In a minute." He replied and pulled me to him, kissing me again.

"Rob, stop. It's too much. Don't tease me." I whispered.

"Oh Darlin, is it that bad then?" He asked me.

"Yes. Come on Rob. Come upstairs with me."

"I'll help you Darlin." I thought he meant he was going to come inside with me but, he opened my pants and slid his hand inside. I hissed in a breath as his fingers brushed past my clit. I leaned my head against his shoulder and opened my legs to grant him better access. His fingers, dipped into my wet pussy and began to slide slowly up and down. I groaned, I needed this, needed to cum. He angled his hand and began to drive his fingers into me, while rubbing my clit with his thumb. It didn't take long, I was so wound up that just a few strokes had me crying out and gripping his arm. He held me for a few moments, pulled his hands out of my pants and did them back up.

"There that should be enough to keep you going for a bit longer." He said kissing my hair.

"But what about you?" I asked stroking him through his jeans.

"I'll be fine. Off to bed now. I'll see you tomorrow." He told me unlocking the door.

"Okay, good night." I said getting out of the car. He made sure I got in safely and then drove off. So where was this going? I wondered.