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  "Does he respond when you try?"

  She shook her head, "I really haven't yet. I'm trying to decide where to go with it."

  She hadn't heard back from him since the bathroom and that was two days ago. She glanced out the window, wondering where in the hell he might be. There were over a hundred units across the street and none of them had a flashing "A pervert lives here" sign in the window.

  "So, you're going to have to engage him."

  She nodded, "It seems like it."

  Tom dropped his book and reached for her hand. "Well, let's give him something to consider."

  Haley smiled and squeezed his hand.

  Hey. We'll be in the bedroom in five minutes. Just wanted to make sure you didn't miss the show.

  Chapter Sixteen

  For one of the few times in recent days, Danny was not paying attention to the window across the street.

  He was stuck on a particularly detailed virus attack on a pharmacy web server. Lots of important sensitive customer information involved and blah blah blah. Danny didn't give a flying fuck about the pharmacy or their customers, but he had a job to do. He was paid well to know how track down hackers just like this and he was very good at it.

  After eight straight hours, he had tracked the attack to a user in Malaysia. Tracing the hack was the easy part. Now he had to write a report and he hated writing reports.

  He barely registered the beep of the incoming mail. The notification in the corner of the screen caught his eye and he stopped. A message from her? What the hell?

  He glanced across the street and saw them kissing. Tom slowly undressed her as they stood in full view. Danny turned back to his computer. It was tempting, but he had priorities.

  It barely registered when she climbed on the bed, facing the window, and Tom mounted her from behind. Danny was deep in concentration, typing quickly and never saw her wave to him.

  Chapter Seventeen

  "I don't think that worked."

  Haley stared at her phone, the disappointment obvious on her face. Not a single word of response.

  "I don't know about you, but it worked just fine for me," Tom said, wrapping his arms around her.

  "Okay, yeah. That part was fine. You know what I mean." Haley snuggled into him, enjoying the return to the comfy bed. This was a nice way to spend a Saturday morning.

  Tom sighed, "Don't let yourself get too caught up in this. You've got nothing to worry about."

  "I know. I'm just trying to figure it all out. I don't like the idea that this guy knows more about me than I know about him."

  Tom nuzzled her neck. "I suspect you will hear from him soon. You put on quite a show."

  "Thanks, babe," Haley said, staring out the window, wondering where he was.

  Chapter Eighteen

  It was very nice of you to think of me, but I had a very busy morning.

  "Holy shit, he responded."

  It was lunch time and Haley was enjoying a bowl of chicken enchilada soup. She nearly handed the phone to Tom, then realized he was probably watching them right now.

  Long day?

  Long night, and then long day. Just out of curiosity, who does your husband think you're talking to?

  So he was watching them. "Hey Tom, just so you'll know. I'm talking to my friend Jenny," she said as she typed her response.

  Poor guy. Someone should tell him what's really going on and put him out of his misery.

  That would be a horrible decision. Because then he would leave me and I would have to move. Lose/lose situation.

  I'm making my next request. I want to hear you.

  "Wow, that's different."

  "What's that?" Tom said.

  "He wants to listen to me."

  Tom nodded, "You're quite expressive. I don't blame him."

  How is that supposed to work?

  I'm going to send you a facebook name. Send a friend request. Then we can use the voice message feature.

  Right now?

  No. When will your friend be back around?

  Not for awhile. He's out of town.

  I'll expect you to notify me when he comes back around. I'll be quite disappointed if you don't.

  Yes, sir.

  "Tom, this is getting too weird." Haley got up from the table, taking her dishes to the sink.

  "Just say the word. I'll tell him to fuck off."

  She almost handed him the phone, but something stopped her. The idea of someone else listening in intrigued her. She sure as hell wasn't going to listen to him, but knowing the sound of her pleasure was going to turn on a total stranger was not insignificant.

  "No," she said, shaking her head. "I've got it. It's just so strange." She picked up her phone and typed.

  Send it.

  Chapter Nineteen

  It was three weeks before Danny heard back from her.

  Things had settled into a routine following their last conversation. Danny didn't contact her again, but he noticed her looking out the windows more often. Strangely, she didn't seem any more shy. Maybe even the opposite.

  But Danny didn't kid himself; she wasn't enjoying this, she was trying to make sure her husband didn't find out. He watched how well she deceived her husband, she could deceive him just as easily.

  So maybe it wasn't enough that she placated him. Maybe it was time to push things a little further. Danny pulled up his email and typed.

  What time will your boyfriend be over tomorrow?

  He watched her sitting on the couch, glancing down at her phone a half second later. Sometimes he felt like a god from this vantage point.

  About 4:00.

  You need to be ready about 3:30.

  ?? For what?

  You're going to put on a show for me. Web cam with audio.

  He watched her stare at her phone for a beat before looking out the window. She never came close to looking at his unit. She looked back down.

  Will I get to see you?

  Hmm. That's a twist.

  Why would you want to?

  I want to know you're watching. I want to see the reaction you have to me.

  Not a good idea. I'm sure I look nothing like you expect.

  I don't care. I think it's hot. I want to make you cum and I want to see it.

  Danny thought for a moment before responding. His workstation was fairly plain and sanitary, nothing incriminating that might give him away. What the hell.

  We'll see.

  Chapter Twenty

  Haley stared at her phone, wondering if she had just stepped in shit. Could she really pretend to be excited about watching a fifty year old fat fuck jerking his three inch dick? And she would have to talk dirty to him as well. This was going to go poorly.

  But she had to see him. She had to find out who was doing this. Anything she learned would bring her one step closer to finding out who he was. She was just going to have to take her chances.

  At 3:30 the next day, Haley opened her laptop and activated the camera. She stripped down, assuming that would be required from the beginning, and stretched out on the bed. Her stomach was flipping, but she couldn't tell if it was arousal or fear of what she was going to see. She positioned the screen in front of her and waited for the chat connection.

  The screen came alive, but showed nothing but a ceiling with a slow whirling fan. Her own image looked back at her in the corner of the screen. Then a message popped up.

  You look amazing.

  You look like a ceiling fan. Where are you?

  In time. You're boyfriend will be over soon. You should get started. No typing though. I want to hear your voice.

  "Okay," she responded, feeling a bit odd talking to an empty room.

  Good girl.

  Haley ran her hands along her thighs, her legs bent, knees up. Her pussy was open before him and she felt it calling to her.

  "So, what do you want me to do?"

  Tell me why you cheat on your husband?

  "Because I liked to get fucked," Haley replied, inchin
g her hand closer to her warm center.

  Don't you care that you're lying to him?

  "What he doesn't know won't hurt him. The risk makes me feel dirty." Haley slowly caressed her lips, kneading softly with her fingers, spreading them just a little before pushing them closed again. Her heart rate was picking up and her face was flush. "This makes me feel dirty."

  Then fuck yourself you dirty slut. I want to hear you moan.

  "I want to see you." Haley let her legs fall open, pulling her pussy lips apart and sliding her fingers inside. "I'll do it if I can see you."

  A moment passed and the image jolted away from the fan. She held her breath as a torso came into view.

  "My god, you're gorgeous!" she said aloud before she could stop herself. The body in front of her looked like it belonged to a twenty year old. Sculpted pecs and washboard abs stared at her and just at the bottom of the screen, a hand was sliding back and forth.

  Without thinking, she sped up. This is who was watching her. A body she would gladly fuck and this is who was getting off to her performance. Her free hand went to her chest, pulling hard on her nipple as she stared at the screen.

  "Show me your cock."

  The image shifted again, and a massive shaft stared back at her He was at least nine inches long and as thick as her wrist. She moaned and threw her head back. A moment later, she looked back to the screen.

  Do you like what you see?

  "Uh huh." She nodded and continued fucking her pussy. The sight of his giant cock left her wanting something longer than her fingers and she reached over to the night stand and pulled out her favorite dildo. She was so wet, no lube was necessary. It slid right in, filling her.

  "Oh, god, that feels so good," she cried as she plunged it deep inside her. She continued to stare, watching his hand sliding up and down his shaft at a frantic pace. "I wish you were here with me. I want you inside me."

  She watched him respond to her words, bucking his hips as he jacked himself. And suddenly, she did want him. The slut inside her wanted this cock and she had visions of everything she would do to it. He was getting closer now, she could see his balls starting to tighten.

  "Please, don't come yet! He'll be here any minute and I want you to enjoy it."

  She watched him slow and then finally let go.

  That was very difficult to do.

  Haley smiled, "I'll make it worth your while. I'm going to close the screen, but I'll leave it active so you can hear."

  She got up from the bed and grabbed a robe. Andy was on his way and she was dripping with anticipation. Just as she finished belting it, a knock came at the door. Haley nearly ran across the living room and threw the door open.

  Andy stood, looking mildly shocked at her speed. She grabbed him by the arm and pulled him inside.

  "I need you to fuck the hell out of me, right now." She held his wrist and drug him towards the bedroom.

  "Well okay then." Andy began removing his tie with his free hand and had most of his shirt unbuttoned by the time they reached the bedroom.

  Haley didn't even look his way. She disrobed and climbed onto the bed, on her knees with her pussy open and waiting for him.

  "Just pound the hell out of me. I just want to get fucked so badly." She wasn't in the mood to wait until he undressed, sliding her fingers across her clit and rubbing as hard as she could.

  Andy was undressed and hard in less than a minute and she reached back to grab his cock as he came to the edge of the bed. She pulled him to her and groaned when he slammed home inside her pussy.

  "Oh, yeah. Right there. Yes. Fuck me hard. Oh god, yes." She buried her head into the blankets and let out short chirping moans as he pounded her ass.

  Andy held her by the hips, thrusting hard against her. She was ready to cum and didn't try to stop it. "Yes, oh fuck!" she yelled out as the waves of pleasure rolled across her body. Andy didn't stop and she felt another orgasm building with each thrust. Suddenly she knew exactly what she wanted.

  She looked at the window and out across the street. She raised her hand and beckoned him.

  "Come join us." She knew he was listening; knew that he saw her. "I want you right now. You know where I am and I want you hear with me."

  Andy paused behind her. "Who are you talking to?"

  "Shut up and just keep fucking me, Andy. We may have a guest coming. Are you cool with that?" She reached between her legs and rubbed the bottom of his cock.

  "You're house, your rules."

  "Please, get your ass over here now before we finish," she said, hoping like hell he would listen.

  Chapter Twenty One

  Danny was so close.

  He tried to hold back, slowing down to ease the tension but she was making it so damn hard. Seeing this beautiful woman getting fucked was one thing, hearing her get fucked was so much more.

  He was moments away from blowing what was sure to be an enormous load when she looked out the window and right at him. His heart almost stopped when she waved for him.

  "Come join us," she said. He listened to the rest of the conversation, making sure he heard her correctly. Holy shit. She was serious. He could see it in her face which was still staring up at him. She wanted him.

  Danny threw on his clothes and ran to the door.

  Chapter Twenty Two

  It felt like it took half an hour to make it down ten flights of stairs and cross the street. Danny followed a hippy looking college kid through the door and caught a break when the elevator opened just as he passed. He was on the eighth floor in less than three minutes.

  He stood a moment at the door. He knew she hadn't locked it when Andy arrived. Knocking would seem awkward.

  "Fuck it," he said and walked in. He shed his clothes as he crossed the living room, seeing them through the open bedroom door. Andy's ass was to him, still thrusting away as Haley moaned loud enough to hear in the hallway.

  "Get your ass in here," he heard her say as he got to the door. No hesitation then, he entered the room cock first and came around the side of the bed.

  She didn't even pause for introductions, just reached out and grabbed his cock and pulled him to her open mouth.

  Danny gasped as her lips closed around him. She made it almost to the base of him before stopping. He felt the vibrations of her moans on his skin as she held him, pushing forward each time Andy thrust against her.

  Seeing her this close was overwhelming. Her lips were everything he dreamed they would be. He tried to memorize her face, the blush of her cheeks, the glisten of saliva that dripped from the corner of her lips as they slid down his cock. Her small breasts swayed as she rocked back and forth. Her voice was beautiful as she continued to moan.

  He could have held himself for quite some time if she hadn't looked up at him and smiled. This simple act was all it took. "Oh, fuck." His whole body shuddered and he felt himself tighten. He grabbed her head, holding her as the spasms came. He threw his head back and released.

  He felt her throat constricting around him as she swallowed his cum, sucking him dry. He started to pull away and she shook her head. He nodded. Now that he was softened a bit, he started thrusting, fucking her mouth. She grunted in approval and closed her eyes. Danny continued, watching her as her focus returned to her own body.

  Chapter Twenty Three

  Haley wasn't sure if either man noticed, but she came three times before he came in her mouth. Swallowing the cum of a total stranger sent her over the edge again and another wave radiated from her pussy. Andy was being a diligent trooper; continuing to fuck the hell out of her.

  Haley had done some interesting things in her life. Taking new lovers was certainly one of them, but this was one for the record books. As engrossed as she was in these two men, what she really focused on was telling this story to Tom. Thinking about confessing her inexcusable behavior left her a quivering, soaking wet mess. She pulled her mouth off of his cock and collapsed onto the bed.

  Haley didn't speak, she just waved the two men
away. They stood over her for just a moment before shrugging and walking out of the room. Andy gathered his clothes from the floor as he left.