Part One
Chapter one
It was over a year prior to the events of the [The Stake-Out](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/grd4f1/the_stakeout_mfvoyeurcum/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x). Sean Fleming’s target was a late Monet; his mark, Katherine, the unsated trophy wife of “Duke”, an aging baseball player turned philanthropist.
Sean’s play was simple. Seduce the wife and obtain the security code for the couple’s ritzy colonial in Queens. His crew specialized in undetected theft. Their M.O. involved swapping the target work for a high-quality forgery before anyone grew the wiser. That said, Sean would have to locate the work and study its mounting.
Sean planted himself as a temporary server at an upcoming charity banquet that Katherine and her husband had attended for the last five years. Sean was charming and a chameleon. His ivy education found him comfortable in bespoke suits while his rough upbringing left him equally comfortable in the rags of a pauper.
In a white shirt and black tie, Sean approached Katherine’s table. He took the parties’ orders while making light conversation. Sean positioned himself directly across from Katherine and caught a glimpse of her eyes looking up and down his athletic build. Nonetheless, he was deliberately over-attentive to the young brunette sitting at his left. He subtly shunned Katherine leaving her uneasy in her seat.
Through much of the first and second course, Sean openly flirted with the pretty brunette. She was 10 years younger than Katherine. Katherine envied the brunette’s open cleavage which contrasted the modesty of her own mock neck dress.
As the third course arrived, Sean approached “Duke” with a glass of 40-year-old Macallan single malt scotch whisky. “The bartender’s a fan,” he lied.
“A rather big one at that!,” Duke remarked as he happily accepted this offering.
“What about you?” Katherine quipped leaning forward. The sight of her elegant blonde bun stirred the blood in Sean’s crotch. At thirty-nine, Katherine was an image of modern class. Her moderate bust and hourglass figure were aptly defined by the contours of her midnight gown.
“Can’t say I am.” Sean replied peering directly into Katherine’s eyes. “To be honest Duke, you should have retired a year or two earlier while you still had power at the plate … It must have been hard to keep up with the young crop they brought in.”
Katherine struggled to conceal her smile. Visibly humiliated the Duke took a sip of the Macallan.
Sean skillfully rebalanced the tension. “That said, the new team wouldn’t have risen to where they did without the added years of your mentorship.”
Katherine blushed at Sean as he left the table with much for them to talk about. Sean floated through the rest of the course and presentations without paying interest to the young brunette. Katherine had taken the bait. Now he had to set the hook.
Chapter Two
From across the room, the pair periodically locked eyes. Sean would always break the glance first. He did not want to seem too eager. He wanted to leave Katherine insecurely guessing whether she was good enough for him.
Sean returned to the table after the last speaker. He brought Duke another glass of Macallan. “This one is from me” he said.
“I like that guy.” Duke remarked as Sean turned his back to the table.
“Me too.” The brunette teased. Much to Katherine’s chagrin.
Hearing this, Sean new the opportunity was ripe. He imagined Katherine’s slightly wet panties as she envied the younger woman.
Sean picked up some dessert menus and ordered a Sneaky Pete from the bar, the whisky equivalent of a White Russian. The bartender started to mix the cocktail. “Pour me a shot of St. Lucia ‘31 while you’re at it.”
Sean slammed down the shot of rum. The bartender smiled with respectful envy. He was an accomplice. One of the newer guys in Sean’s crew. “Watch the closet for me,” Sean directed, as he set off for the parties’ table.
Sean handed Duke the cocktail and proceeded to place the dessert cards in a counterclockwise manner, leaving Katherine waiting for last. When he got to the brunette he paused, leaning over her shoulder to recommend the slice of Boston Cream Pie. The brunette dropped her jaw in playful amusement. Several of the guests laughed at Sean’s daring charisma.
Sean slowly placed two of the three remaining menus. He fumbled and dropped the last to the left of Katherine’s heel. She bent down slightly to pick it up. He beat here there and whispered, “Meet me by the coat room after you order.”
Sean walked away, giving the table a few minutes to ponder their dessert choices and Katherine to wallow in hers. He watched as the youthful brunette leaned forward laughing and bashfully recounting the experience. Duke was engrossed in sloppy conversation with is neighbor. Katherine sat composed with a straight back, undoubtedly considering her fate.
Sean returned to the table. Duke ordered another Sneaky Pete, as did several of the men. The brunette suggestively and jokingly ordered the Boston Cream Pie. Staring at Sean with a straight face, Katherine said “I’ll have the same.”
Sean entered the parties’ orders and headed to the coat room. Another accomplice vacated the post and took up a position near the wall.
The banquet lights dimmed, and a video began to play on the large projector screen. Katherine excused herself from the table. Duke hardly acknowledged her departure.
Composed she made her way out the now closed doors and into the entryway. She walked to the coat room and peered in. It was larger than she expected despite being full to the brim with furs and overcoats.
Sean took her by the arm and pulled her into the darkness. He lustfully kissed her neck below her jawline as she placed her hand on his slacks. She ran her fingers up and down Sean’s bulge. Only semi erect, she could already tell he was bigger than Duke.
Sean walked her into the back of the closet. He placed his back against the wall and squeezed Katherine’s bust as she grinded her soft ass against his fully erect shaft which was still restrained within his pants.
Katherine was flush from both the passion and the heat, an unexpected consequence of stowing away in a coat room. Sean bent his knees slightly, allowing Kathrine to find some support. He pulled up her dress and placed his hand beneath her lace panties. As he suspected, she was already incredibly wet from his torture. He stimulated her clit while kissing her nape. Katherine rolled her neck in pleasure.
Sean proceeded to curl two fingers into Katherine’s vagina. He located her G-spot and proceed to rapidly stimulate her. Her mouth gaped as she took shallow breaths. She moaned to the sound of Sean’s fingers inside her. She groaned deeply and her hips convulsed as she orgasmed.
Katherine dropped to her knees and started to unzip Sean just as the lights turned back on in the hall. He pulled her up to her feet. “I want to finish this tonight”
Katherine yearned for the young waiter’s cock. Knowing Duke had one too many whiskeys, she gave Sean her address in Queens.
“I can be there at 1 am. Will you be up?” he asked.
“Yes, don’t knock. Just meet me in the living room,” she whispered while composing herself.
“Do you have an alarm?”
“Yes, 5488.” Panel is to your right.” Katherine walked out of the coat room and straightened her hair. For the remainder of the evening she sat contently across from the unsuspecting brunette and next to inebriated husband.
Part Two
Chapter Three
Sean arrived in Queens at 12:30 am. He parked his Mercedes a mile down the road and walked the remaining blocks through the historic Douglaston neighborhood. He was now dressed in a sharp navy blazer and grey slacks.
He walked the steps leading up to the colonial and made note of the lights and searched for surveillance cameras. He could not find any among the home’s antique aesthetic.
Sean quietly opened the door and entered the code. The blinking light calmed as he pressed the asterisk. Something Katherine failed to mention but a fact he knew from his extensive experience. Sean immediately scanned the foyer for the Monet. It was elsewhere.
He made his way down the hall and into the sitting room where Katherine lounged in a lacy burgundy nightgown. She rose to greet her suitor, placing a finger to her lips. “Shhh.”
She pulled off his blazer and gestured down the hall into study. “Duke is passed out on the couch”, she whispered.
Sean took a seat and pulled Katherine onto his lap. While he had a mission to accomplish, he did harbor some lust for the magnetic housewife. Not to mention, things did not always go to plan and a good recon may take several visits.
Katherine grasped the sides of the thief’s face. She pressed her mouth against his and slipped in her tongue. She played this way for a few twists before stopping to take a deep breath, sucking in his youthful energy.
Katherine slowly unbuttoned Sean’s shirt, kissing her way down the chiseled abdomen. Sean leaned forward and she helped him undo his cuff links. He pulled his shirt off as Katherine turned to his belt and undid it with a smile. Looking up hungrily she said, probably louder than she should have, “I’ve been waiting for this.”
Katherine slid Sean’s pants and briefs to the ground. His erect 8in cock snapped firmly to attention. Katherine’s jaw dropped in amazement as he pulled off his shoes.
Staring intently into Sean’s eyes, Katherine licked his cock from the base of the shaft to the tip. She did this a second time as Sean admired her impressive cleavage. Twice Katherine’s lips engulfed the entirety of his head as she gave it a sucking kiss. Again, she licked from the base to the head. All while staring directly into Sean’s soul.
From her knees Kathrine bobbed her head while stroking Sean’s shaft with two hands. Her diamond wedding band glimmered under the lamp’s light. He pushed aside his pleasure to glance quickly around the room. The Monet was not there either.
Katherine looked up at Sean. “I cannot take this anymore.”
Lats bulging, he pulled her up from under her arms. She happily assisted and placed both knees on the couch, straddling Sean’s hips. She felt the heavy cock as it lay flat against her stomach. She screamed internally; she was dying to be penetrated.
Sean guided his smooth head between her labia. He teased her a few times before entering. Katherine let out a faint moan as her wet pussy slid a few inches down the thick cock. She hovered, enjoying the stretching sensation. Sean lifted his hips slightly and she slid further down his cock. “Oh my…” she softly moaned in ecstasy.
Katherine dug her nails into Sean’s back as the entirety of his cock entered her. Her cervix now stimulated she gave a shuddered “Mmmm.” Katherine started to roll her hips, she endeavored to keep him deep inside her. As she did this, Sean pulled the gown off her shoulders and started to play with her ample breasts. He squeezed them in his strong hands before delicately kissing her nipples.
Between labored breaths, Katherine started to ride Sean with greater zeal. She could not help but moan. She gritted her teeth and placed her hand to her mouth trying to contain her excitement.
Sean saw the risk in waking Duke before accomplishing anything. He resolved to finish this off so he could snoop further into the house.
Sean lifted Katherine into the air and placed her back on the couch. Her shoulders and head were slightly elevated against the back pillow. Squatting, he placed his knees against the couch and his left hand on her hip. With his right hand, he pressed firmly against Katherine’s mouth in an effort to muffle her uncontrolled moans.
Sean thrusted vehemently into Katherine, the weight of his force burying her deeper into the couch. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he destroyed her. Sean felt her rapid breaths against his hand. He pulled out, soaking her satin gown with a thick load of cum.
Part III
Chapter Four
Katherine sat up and brushed her sweat soaked hair to the side. “We’re going to have to clean this mess up.” She remarked looking about at the clutter.
Standing naked, half engorged, Sean looked down and said “I’m not done with you…. but first I need a drink of water.”
“The kitchen is that way.” Katherine pointed to the left of the study where the Duke slept obliviously. Without putting on any clothes Sean walked through the house and to the study door. The old ball player was still knocked out.
Sean took a moment to wander the first-floor rooms. Nothing. He went back to the kitchen and grabbed a glass of water. He gulped it down and refilled it for Katherine.
Back in the sitting room, Katherine had folded Sean’s close into a neat pile. He handed her the glass of water which was a welcome reprieve in the raw musty atmosphere.
“The old man is out” Sean said confidently. “Take me to your bedroom.”
“We couldn’t” Katherine replied.
“Look, I am not through with you and I guarantee you it will be much quieter up there.”
Katherine glanced at the study before relenting. She led the way upstairs. When they reached the second floor, Sean wandered about peeking into each room.
“What are you doing?” Katherine inquired.
“Do you have any security cameras I need to be worried about?” Sean questioned flatly. “I don’t want to wake up one night to a Louisville slugger because old Duke here replays the tapes.”
“No. No. We have nothing like that.”
Chapter Five
Katherine led Sean into the master bedroom. He searched the walls. Again nothing.
Katherine removed her cum soaked gown and placed it in the laundry bin. At thirty-nine, her body was marvelous. She had natural c-cup breasts and an hourglass shape. Stretch-marks gave her plump buttocks beautiful character.
“Come here” Sean beckoned. Katherine walked seductively across the room and Sean laid her down on the marital bed. He went to his knees and placed her legs over his shoulder.
He grabbed her hips and pulled her into his face. “Oh” she exhaled as he went to town on her clit. She ran her hands through Sean’s hair and at times pushed him deeper. After a few minutes Sean stood up and Katherine leaned forward into his cock. Still sitting she lubricated his head and shaft with warm saliva.
Sean turned her over and pushed down on her back until she was arched against the bed. He inserted her from behind. “Fuck that’s good” Katherine moaned.
Sean placed one hand on her hip and one on her back. He fucked her hard into the bed. The fat of her ass clapping against his toned lower abdomen.
Now upstairs, Katherine completely disregarded the presence of her husband. He had never fucked her this good; even in his ball playing days. “I want you to fuck me like a dirty slut”, she said while thinking about her indiscretion.
Sean pulled her loose blonde hair and obliged. “You feel so fucking good” Katherine said between moans and rapid breaths. She lifted her hand from the bed and tried to squeeze her right breast but lost her balance from Sean’s hard thrusting. She would have fallen forward if he were not pulling her head back.
“Don’t stop!” She yelled as Sean slowed into deeper thrusts.
If he didn’t slow down, he would have came. He was not prepared for Katherine’s inner animal. He moved his hands back to her ass and focused on controlling himself.
When he cooled off, he pushed Katherine further onto the bed and had her lay flat on her stomach. He assumed a plank position and continued to pound her from behind. Their skin slapping in rhythmic melody.
This position afforded Katherine a brief rest while exhausting Sean. He rolled onto his back and she mounted him in a squatted position. Balancing herself with her arms extended and hands on Sean’s thighs, Katherine began bouncing on his long cock.
From this position she controlled both the depth of penetration and the degree of force. She used him for his cock, fucking with great energy. For a moment, Katherine steadied her breathing. No longer moaning, she was able to enjoy the sound of Sean’s grunts.
Katherine could not hold back from moaning for too long. Maintaining a steady bounce, the deep penetration of Sean’s cock caused her to squeal in pleasure. Katherine soon fell back into an extended cowgirl position. Mouth open, eyes to ceiling, she was overcome by pleasure. She shuddered in orgasm and quickly hopped off Sean’s still hard cock.
He did not want to give Katherine too much time to recover. He lifted himself up and pulled her under him. He overtook her in the Plow position. With her legs on his shoulders he thrusted deep. He was unrelenting and within seconds she was convulsing from a second orgasm.
Sean pulled out and shimmed forward over Katherine’s chest. He placed his head between her lips and gently began to fuck her mouth. He stopped thrusting and she picked up the movement on her own accord. She worked his cock deep and he came down the back of her throat.
Katherine laid on her back in amazement as she swallowed his load. “We have to do this again” she implored.
“Here,” he took a notepad from the end table and gave her the number to his dedicated burner phone.
“I have to clean myself up. Can you show yourself out?” Katherine asked.
“No problem.” Sean happily replied. He walked down the stairs and into the study. He realized it was the only room he failed to get a good look at. He stood butt naked in the center of the room. In front of him, just above Duke, perched the elusive Monet.
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