Voyeur - COMPLETE!!

"I have something planned for tonight." Rob told me over the phone. I was lying in my bed, we hadn't talked for a few days but we had watched each other quite a bit.

"What are they?" I asked.

"Tell me your name and I'll tell you the plans." He said, his voice like a caress along my body.

"Still haven't figured out my name? I am disappointed." I teased.

"Maybe I have figured it out and I just like calling you Darling." He said. The way he said Darling sent goosebumps up my spine.

"Well I need to know how I should dress." I said, trying to fish information out of him.

"Short skirt, no panties." He told me.

"What? No panties? Are you crazy?" I asked him.

"Yes. Just do what I ask. I guarantee you it's going to be great, just be ready at 9:30, okay?"

"Okay. But you have to dress sexy for me." I told him.

"Oh?"

"Yes, wear a tight T-Shirt that shows off your chest and a pair of button fly's." I told him.

"Am I allowed underwear?" He asked.

"Surprise me." I said with a laugh.

"Okay then."

At 9:25, I was just putting on my shoes when the doorbell rang, and I went to answer it. There was Rob leaning against the door jam; a tight black T Shirt and button flys on. He looked really hot. I had purposely stayed away from the window, letting the excitement build. He looked me up and down and leered at me.

"Perfect. Let's go." He said to me.

"Why don't we stay here?" I asked, leaning close to him and running my hand along his shoulder. He grabbed my hand and kissed the knuckles and said.

"Our time will come. But it's not tonight." He promised. I felt myself shiver at his words, I pictured his hands and lips touching my body. I was yanked from that fantasy by him pulling me out of the door.

"Come on let's get going,"he said. I stopped to turn on the alarm and lock the door and tfollfollowed him to his car. He opened the door for me and I slid in, he went around to his side and got in and we drove off.

"So Darling, I noticed you didn't come to the window today? Were you avoiding me?" He asked, putting his hand on my bare thigh.

"No. Just had other things to do." I said, leaning back and enjoying his touch.

"Such as?" He asked letting his hand travel a bit higher up my leg.

"Playing with my cat. Making some phone calls." I told him, my voice was soft, barely a whisper. His hand inched even higher.

"So you played with your pussy. Sounds fun."

"Yeah it does." I agreed. His hand was so close to my pussy now that I spread my legs, urging him to touch me. And he did, quickly sliding his hand along me, then he pulled away.

"I'm glad you followed my directions." He said and I realised he had been checking to see if I had worn panties or not.

"If you're so glad show me." I pouted with frustration. He just laughed and shook his head.

"Don't worry darling, you'll get off soon enough." He told me. I wondered just what he was up to and when he pulled up in front of a busy night club, I figured it out.

"So I am picking up another guy to bring home and fuck in front of you?" I asked.

"No. This time you have to fuck him in this club. In plain view of everyone." He told me.

"You're kidding." I said in total disbelief.

"With the skirt and the lack of panties, it will be easy, do it in a dark corner, if you must but I want to be able to see you."

"So the bathroom is out of question."

"Yes." he replied. I sat there thinking how ridiculous his idea was and that I should tell him to take me home right then. But some perverse part of me kept me from saying those words. Instead I opened the car door and stepped out. We walked to the club together, Rob knew the doorman and we were let into the club. Once inside he bought me a drink and leaned into talk in my ear.

"I'm going up there, to the second level." He said, pointing to the upstairs area that overlooked the dance floor. I nodded, to let him know I understood. Before he left, he took my face in both his hands and kissed me softly on the lips. I watched his back until it merged with the crowd and I walked to the dance floor. I stood there waiting to see if anyone caught my eye, slowly moving in time with the music.

"Hey? Want to dance?" A guy said to me. He was a bit taller than me, light brown hair, brown eyes and a great smile.

"Sure." I nodded. We walked to the dance floor and began to dance to the music, he was polite and didn't touch me more than necessary and only occasionally danced very close to me. After the song, we walked to the bar to get some drinks.

"My name is Mark, what's yours?" He asked. I didn't think I should tell him my real name, after all I hadn't told Rob yet.

"Darla." I lied, using Rob's name for me as inspiration. Mark and I chatted for a while and danced for several more song, he was such a nice guy but he barely touched me. I was having serious doubts as to whether I could get himfuckfuck me anywhere let alone in this club. Then I decided to test the waters, I danced really close to him, pressing my breasts up against his chest. I wrapped my hands around his neck and whispered in his ear.

"You are making me so hot." He pulled back and smiled at me.

"Really?" He seemed genuinely surprised. I nodded and tickled the hair at the back of his head.

"Let's go over there were we can talk more." I said gesturing to a dark corner where there were hardly any people. He nodded and we walked there, holding hands. Once there, he leaned against the wall with his hands on my waist. I put my hands on his chest, feeling the muscles, twitching beneath my palms.

"So what did you want to talk about?" He asked me.

"This." I said reaching up to kiss him. He opened his mouth and kissed me back, letting his hands run down over my ass and squeezing it. He was really turning me on, I began to rub his dick through his jeans and I hear him groan.

"Darla, stop." He didn't sound like he wanted to stop.

"No. You make me so wet." I told him. Although I was actually really hot from knowing Rob was watching me. He groaned again, obviously liking my dirty talk.

"Come on Mark, fuck me here." I whispered, squeezing his dick.

"What if someone sees us?" He asked. I shrugged.

"No one will care." I replied, licking his neck. "Don't you want to fuck me?" He nodded and kissed me again, he must have been getting off on the whole possible getting caught thing. I turned around so my back was pressed against his front.

"Touch me Mark." I said and he slid his hand along my thigh, almost following the same path Rob's hand had travelled along earlier in the evening. I leaned my head back and saw Rob up on the second level, he had his hand on the ass of a gorgeous blonde and I could see her hand was inside his pants beating him off. He held my gaze, not looking away. And when Mark slid his fingers inside my pussy I stared at Rob and licked my lips. Mark stroked in and out of me a few times before I finally begged him to get his dick out and fuck me. He opened his fly and pulled his dick out and rubbed it on my cunt. If anyone were watching us closely they would have known what we were doing but if they just glanced at us it would look as though we were slow dancing. When he slid inside me, my legs almost gave out, he held onto my waist to keep me upright. As Mark fucked me I kept my eyes on Rob. The woman with him was still giving him a hand job but he didn't really seem to be able to interested in her. Mark thrust harder and tried to hold back my moans, so I didn't draw attention, with a few escaping as I came. As soon as he came, I pulled away from him, feeling his cum already running down my legs, I had to get out of there and clean up.

"Thanks Mark, that was fucking amazing." I said giving him a kiss. He quickly tucked his dick away and nodded. When I got out to Rob's car, he was already there. He opened the door for me.

"I need something, tissues, napkins a towel." I told him. He reached into the glove box and handed me some tissues. I cleaned my self up before sitting in the car.

"I can't believe I did that." I said to him, reliving the moments again in my head.

"It was hot. Did you like it?" He asked. I nodded my head.

"What about you?" I asked. Looking at his crotch I noticed he was still hard.

"Can I help you with that?" I asked, still hot for him.

"Not while I'm driving." He told me. When we got back to my place I tore open his buttons on his pants, before he could even turn the car off.