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Subject: {ASSM} Watching and Lusting  part 3
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.                            Watching and Lusting
                                  by Mandil 

                                    PART 3





Of course, the following Monday Bobbie did spy on Mr Steven and Linda.
He also spied on them every day of that week, including Saturday. Even
more, he was able to watch them almost every single day of the summer
when they were together in the warehouse.

By the end of the summer, when school was soon to begin, he had
actually seen Mr. Steven fuck Linda many dozens of time and while
observing them, Bobbie also learned everything there was to learn in
the art of making love to a woman as well as making her a complete
slave to a man's lust. By then, Linda was madly in love with Mr.
Steven and she was willing to do anything he would ask her.

But to return to the events of the following Monday, Mr. Steven's
intention soon became very evident to Bobbie. Every day he would go a
little further with her along the path of taking more and more
liberties with her and once she had allowed him to touch her places he
had not explored before, it was a sure thing that he would be able to
do it again the next time he was with her. As the days went by, it was
apparent to Bobbie that she was surrendering more and more of her body
to him. She was also revealing to him her most secret thoughts.

That Monday, Mr. Steven made her strip to her waist once again before
they began to work. Then as soon as they were finished with the
unloading of the small panel van of its load of garments, he made her
sit on his laps while he fondled her breasts. Soon he began to talk to
her about his wife, he even told her things about his intimate life
with his wife that she had no right to know.

"Denise was very horny last evening." He said to her after a while.

"Oh, don't talk like that, it's not very nice."  

Linda said this in a kind of reproaching mood, but still she couldn't
prevent herself from giggling and to Bobbie it was as plain as
daylight that she was enjoying this kind of talk. So her comment, far
from discouraging Mr. Steven, rather encouraged him and he just
continued on along this line of talk.

"She was so wild last evening," he went on, "that she kekpt begging me
to go to bed at half past nine."

"And what did you do?"

Even if Linda had just said that it was not proper to talk thus, it
was plain to Bobbie and probably to Mr. Steven also, that she wanted
to know more about what had happened between him and his wife.

"Well I made her wait until half past ten. But it was worth it to wait
a little. Do you know what I did with her when we got to bed?"

"No. And I don't think that you should tell me."  

There were long seconds of silence. Then when she realized that he
wasn't going to tell her, she finally added.

"I bet you both felt asleep the minute you got into the bed." 

"Oh we did sleep indeed, but only a couple of hours later, while I was
lying on top of Denise I kept thinking about you. I even tried to
imagine that you were the one underneath me and I pretended that I was
making love to you."

This did not seem to shock Linda at all. Quite the opposite, she
seemed rather please with what he had just said. She then looked at
him for a few seconds and added.

"Did you really think about me? Are you telling me the truth?"  

"Of course it's the truth, and as I plunged my cock within her cunt,"
upon hearing him talk in this naughty manner, Linda brought her hand
to her mouth as she shoved her head against his shoulder giggling like
a little girl, "I tried to imagined that I was fucking you."

Linda, even though she acted shocked upon hearing what he was telling
her, she could still be heard giggling.

"Oh my, I certainly hope that Mrs. Steven never find out about this,
but she doesn't have to worry about you f..., doing it to me since it
will never happen since I don't want to get pregnant."

"No I don't think it would be wise for you to fuck yet. Have you begun
to get your menstruations yet?"

"Yes, six months ago. Ever since that first time I am as regular as a
clock. So you see, I could easily get with a baby if you were to do
this to me."

"I agree, it would be dangerous unless we took some precautions."  

For many long seconds Bobbie observe her looking at Mr. Steven. It was
evident that she wanted to find out more about these precautions that
he was talking about. Finally, when she realized that he wasn't going
to elaborate anymore on the matter, she did ask him what he met.

"It's very simple actually, there are many means by which the dangers
of getting pregnant can be eliminated. One consists in pulling out of
the girl's vagina before the man releases his load of spunk inside
her. An other mean is simply to use a condom."

Bobbie was certain that she knew what a condom was, but it was
impossible for him to predict if she was aware of the method of
pulling out before the sperm was ejected inside the woman. He had
heard of this method of birth control from his friends.

"Do you use a condom with your wife?"

"No. We used too, but during the last year we no longer use them since
Denise want another baby."

All the while, as they were talking, she was still sitting on his laps
and he was enjoying the feel of her breasts as he held one in each
hand. Bobbie could see that there were signs that she was getting more
and more exited by the touch of his hands as well as the erotic
subject of their conversation.

Suddenly Mr. Steven asked her.

"Have you ever try using a condom with a boy?"

Linda reacted by pretending to be a little shocked while she couldn't
prevent herself from laughing.

"Of course not. Who do you think I am, I don't go around making it
with every boy that I see."

"That means that you have never experienced a cock within you,
therefore you are still a virgin?"

"I guess so, all that I know is that I never got a boy's thing within
me."

"Have you ever kiss a boy?"

"Yes. You are a boy and you did kiss me."

She must have thought that her own comment was very funny since she
had a good laugh then.

"No, I mean beside me. Have you ever kissed a boy of your own age?" 

She did hesitated a while then at last she said nodded her head.

"Who was he?" 

It was evident that she was reluctant to reveal this secret, but at
the same time for some reason unknown to Bobbie, she felt compelled to
tell him everything, so with her head bent a little she did whisper to
him who it was. But it was loud enough and Bobbie did hear the name
she said.

"He was Tony Barton." 

"How and when did this happen?" 

"My family and his family met at the lake last year and while Tony and
me were in the water pretending to play, he did kissed me. He even
tried to feel my breasts under the water, but I wouldn't let him."

Bobbie knew Tony Barton, he was a few years older than he was and for
some reason he did feel a spark of jealousy toward Tony.

Their talk finally ended in a bout of passionate kissing and fondling.

The next couple of days were pretty much of the same with Linda going
around bared breasts and much kissing and touching (from Mr. Steven's
part), after their work had been done. But Bobbie did notice a gradual
change in Mr. Steven attitudes toward Linda

He became bolder with her bosom and his kisses were longer and more
frequent. He even described in details his first fuck with a girl who
had been fourteen then. She was not his wife and he even told Linda
that she was now a married woman and that she knew her.

Of course Linda did try again and again to make him tell her name but
he would not say it.

By Friday, not only had she surrendered her bosom to his hands and
lips, but she also let his hands feel her upper thighs as she sat on
his laps.

Now Bobbie realized the wisdom as well as the expertise of Mr. Steven.
Had he rushed things with her that first time, he would probably have
succeeded into fucking her, but the after effect and the trauma of her
action could have make her put an end to their affair, not to mention
the possibility that afterward she could have reveal everything to her
mother or worst still, to one of the priests.

By taking his time with her, he was slowly initiating her into the
pleasure of the flesh while at the same time he was giving her young
mind plenty of time to get use to exposing her body to him and more
important still, she was falling in love with him.

Judging by the way she would look at him, Bobbie felt sure that she
felt a deep love for Mr. Steven. Every time that she would talk to
him, she would stare at him as if he was the greatest man on the
surface of the Earth.

Saturday evening she once again went into a fit of crying before
leaving his arms.

Since the following day was Sunday, they were not to meet on that day.
The previous day, she had allowed him to pull her skirt above her
knees while one of his hands had felt her upper thighs underneath.

During that week, Bobbie had been able to learn by their long talked
that Mr. Steven had fucked half a dozen girls before marrying his
wife. Worst still he had married her on account of the fact that she
was pregnant.

For her part, Linda admitted that she sometimes watched her brother
while he took a bath. It seem that through the keyhole of the
bathroom's door, she could see him very clearly in the bathtub. Then
by the end of the week she finally revealed to Mr. Steven that
sometimes she did rub her cunt and masturbated to orgasm while in her
bed. As she told him this, her face had become very red but on account
of Mr. Steven's insistence, it was as if she was compelled to tell him
about this secret.

As early as the following Monday evening (or late afternoon), Mr.
Steven was able to coax her into showing him her legs as high as her
upper thighs. Then in the middle of the week he convinced her to
remove her skirt completely and thus help him unload the garments from
the van in her cotton panties only.

What an exquisite sight it was for Bobbie. Never in his young life
would he have imagined that a girl such as Linda could have such
pretty legs as well as so exiting breasts. Her upper thighs were round
and plump, yet they were firm and shapely. Her slightly olive shade
skin was a little lighter over her thighs and at the same time her
skin on that part of her body looked so soft with no imperfection
whatsoever to be seen.

Her legs were long and perfectly straight, he had to admit that even
if she was still only fifteen, any woman would be more than happy to
have attractive legs like Linda had.

 From the very first look he had of her legs, his heart and pulse went
into high gear. As she walked around in her white panties he could
actually hear the pounding in his ears as his heart pumped blood at a
much faster rate.

That first time that Bobbie was able to see her parading around in her
undergarment, she had been wearing white cotton panties as all girls
of her age were wearing in those days. Bobbie knew since his two
sisters were also wearing panties exactly like the one she had on. His
mom bought them at Logan's 5,10 and 15 store on main street. As a
matter of fact he didn't think that it was possible to buy any other
shape or colour (for young girls at least) of panties in town. He knew
about his sisters' knickers since he had often seen them hanging to
dry on the clothesline.

The sparkling-white panties contrasted in a most erotic and appealing
manner with the darker colour of her thighs thus making his cock
pulsate in his pants. Even the stretched half-inches wide elastic
bands around her waist and around each thigh, gave her a
girlish-womanly appeals that made him lust for her as he kept his eyes
focused on the erotic sight of her half naked body.

He tried to imagine how pleasant it would be to move his hands over
her thighs, over her panties and to squeeze her breasts as Mr. Steven
had just done. Yes he would give anything to be allowed to shove his
face against the material of her panties and to be able to breath the
scent of her sex, which he knew must be impregnating the undergarment.

While she walked there in front of Mr. Steven, her round bottom's
cheeks could be seen bouncing inside her knickers and thus stretching
the cotton material even more.

Mr. Steven examined her for a full minute with eyes that did reflect
his great admiration as well as his lust for her. Now that her skirt
was off, she seemed much less reluctant to show her charms to his eyes
as she cheerfully paraded in front of him. But still, even as she
slowly went back and forth in front of him, in her typical way she
held her hand in front of her mouth in this girlish manner.

 But at the same time it was now evident that it did thrilled her to
see the desire of lust for her body on Mr. Steven's face.  She now
knew that her exposed nakedness did give her some sort of power over
him and she was quite willing to use it even if she still didn't feel
completely comfortable walking around with so little covering her
body.

He made her walk back and forth a few times along the width of the
space behind the van, then suddenly he pulled her into his arms and he
glued his lips on hers as they both stood next to the opened doors of
the van. As he kissed her, Bobbie watched his hands roaming all over
her body along the length of her back to finally come to rest on her
bottom cheeks which he then held firmly with a cheek in each hand.

They kissed passionately for a long time, he then took her hand and he
guided her toward the closest wooden box on which he sat. Once seated
there he pulled her until she was sitting on his laps.

There was no doubt in Bobbie's mind that Linda was aware of the effect
that her half naked body had on Mr. Steven. Her eyes were sparkling
and her face was very red as Bobbie watched her proudly sitting on his
laps.

She no longer was the shy little girl who would try to prevent his
hands from raising her skirt too high, on the contrary she now held
her thighs half open for him so that his exploring hands could feel
and press her soft inner thighs. Once or twice his hand even went over
the junction of her legs over her panties.

For long minutes this went on without a word being said by either of
them. Then he made her stand and he also stood next to her. Linda was
now looking at him with expectation written all over her face, she
didn't know what he was going to do next but it was plain that she was
expecting something special.

He made her sit on the same box on which he had been sitting just a
few seconds previously. Next got on his knees between her parted legs
and Bobbie watched his head disappears in the valley of her parted
thighs.

Soon Bobbie saw Linda's hands reaching for the back of Mr. Steven's
head as she applied pressure there thus shoving his face even deeper
into the crotch of her panties.

Bobbie felt envious of Mr. Steven. How wonderful, how cozy it must be,
he told himself, to feel her soft inner thighs against one's face and
to be able to experience the warmth of her body while at the same time
to be able to inhale the essence of her sex so near.

 There was no doubt in Bobbie's mind that Mr. Steven must have been
able to detect with his mouth, the parallel ridges of her cunt's lips
as well as the wetness in-between.

After a short time, Bobbie saw Linda beginning to press and shove her
lower body forward against Mr. Steven's face, even if she still had on
her panties, she kept gyrating and pressing her crotch against his
face which was constantly moving between her legs.

 Judging by her half closed eyes that did reflect must of her
passionate state, it was clear to Bobbie that she was in the grip of
intense pleasure. Once in a while he could even hear her moaning her
appreciation of what was being done to her.  Sometimes she would bend
her upper body and close her thighs in a tight grip around his head
while her hand kept pushing him deeper. She was then the picture of
passion itself.

Had Mr. Steven wished it then, he could have fuck her, Bobbie had no
doubt whatsoever that she would have cooperated one hundred percent
with him. But it must not have been in his plan to do that yet.
Instead he just made her climax a couple of times while his mouth and
face grinded and rubbed over the crotch of her panties.

When he finally pulled his head from between her parted legs, Linda's
face was flame-red with passion and judging by the glaze in her eyes
she seemed out of touch with what had just happen to her. As soon as
she was standing next to him, he had to hold her in his arms since her
upper body was wobbling back and forth and had he not held her then,
she would probably have fallen to the cement floor of the warehouse.

Gradually she did recover and she then threw her arms around his neck
as they once again kissed for long minutes.

 From then on it became a new game. Whereas before he had made her work
with her body bared from the waist up, he now insisted that she went
around wearing only her panties. He would even assist her in
undressing and once she would be almost naked, standing in her panties
only, they would proceed to unload the van and sort the different
garments that Mr. Steven had collected on that day.

Later he would feel her all over while they were kissing. After than
he would make her climax with his head between her legs, but not once
did he ask her to take off her panties.

On Saturday of that week, after his daily feasting between her opened
thighs, he made her sit on his laps and he proceeded to ask her a few
questions.

"Tell me Linda, I hope you do like it when I suck on your cunt?" 

"Oh, don't talk like that." She said while giggling in her
characteristic girlish manner.

"Well do you like it or not? It you let me do this only to please me,
then I will stop doing it."

She answered quickly, much too quickly.  

"No, no. I don't want you to stop doing it. I do like it a lot, I have
never felt anything so nice in my entire life."

"I am glad to hear this, but it would feel still better if I was to
take off your panties you know."

For a second or two she seemed to think and Bobbie could tell that she
was reluctant to say anything. But in a barely audible voice he heard
her say to Mr. Steven.

"If you want me to take them off, I will." She finally wispered in a
barely audible voice.

She was not looking at Mr. Steven when she said this but her eyes were
resting on a fixed spot on the floor, it was evident that she knew
exactly the gravity of what she had just said. She was expressing her
willingness to get completely naked in front of him and it was plain
to Bobbie that she now knew that she was going to allow him to do
anything he liked with her from now on.

"Before you do take them off, you must understand that eventually I
will end up fucking you."

"I can't let you do that, suppose I get with a baby in my belly." 

"It will not happen if we are careful. I will pull out of you before
my spunk get in you, that way you will be safe."

"You really can do that?" 

"Yes. I have already explained this you. I have done it often?" 

"Did you do it while f..., having sex with Mrs. Steven?" 

"Yes I have often used a condom, but I no longer use one now since she
does want to have another baby. I must admit that it is much more
pleasant when I do spill my seed in her."

"Do you have sex with your wife often?" 

"Every evening and sometimes in the morning too." 

While he said this, he was looking at Linda and smiling.

"It's not fair. You should stop having sex with her, you did say that
you love me."

"But we never made love yet. Will you let me fuck you if I stop
fucking Denise?"

Linda pressed her head against his chest then she whispered her answer
to him.

"Yes I will."

  

 

                                  (end of part 3)

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