This time I’m [F] spying on him [M]

So, this morning I got a call from the ex, ugh, and apparently he left a box of his shit in the attic. At this point, I don’t know what’s in it, I don’t care, I just want it gone, when an idea came to me. My attic is dirty, and I don’t know how big/heavy this box is, so I should recruit a strapping young man to assist me, and since it’s dirty, I should offer him a shower to clean off before sending him on his way, right? Flawless logic.

So, I call Charlie up and ask if he has some free time to help me out, he was in the middle of an online class (oops), but he’d be happy to in the afternoon. Little background on Charlie, he and my son were on the swim team at school, and while my son was pretty good, Charlie was admittedly better, and has the body to show it, like one of those Ancient Greek statues, but caramel colored (he’s mixed race, dad is black and mom is French).

Anyway, he comes over and I’m in my yoga outfit (really shows off my ass) and I lay it on thick, thanking him for helping me out and giving him a hug while letting my hands innocently drift a bit south. I show him where the attic door is and make a show out of jumping up to grab the pull string, I could see him try and not look at my breasts bouncing around, but failing. Apparently it actually was a big box, and he needed help getting it down the ladder, and yes, it was filthy up there (hooray, my horny plan was working), so I go and offer him the downstairs shower to clean up before he went back to his house. He tried saying no, that he was literally next door, but I insisted.

The reasons I didn’t offer up the spacious master bath was that A: the downstairs was still pretty good, B: the door doesn’t stay shut down there, combined with a non-frosted glass door makes sneaking a peak easy (now I’m realizing I should have had Diego use this one instead, oh well, hindsight is 20-20), and C: I realized I had left my dildo stuck to the side of the shower. I waited a bit after he went down to make a pass by the bathroom door to be sure he was in there, and my god, things lined up perfectly. The door was cracked open just enough, the bathroom wasn’t fogged up, and he was standing there. Well, he was more than just standing there, he was lathering up his cock and masturbating, in my shower, with him unaware I was peaking in on him. Let me tell you guys, **HOLY FUCK**, *Charles* was packing something fierce; long, thick, and circumcised with a fat head. I could feel myself start to get wet between my legs, and upon reaching down with my hand, confirmed it too. I was still struggling internally about how this was wrong, how he was friends with my kid, but that went away upon seeing him in the shower. I guess whatever he was thinking about was too much for him (I wonder what) and he came all over the back of the shower (think I counted at least 12 ropes, maybe more since it was in the shower), before I was able to finish myself (hope he can last longer)

I quickly realized that I had made a sizable wet-spot on my yoga pants, and if I ran up to change it’d be noticeably loud, so I decided to just stand behind the kitchen island while he dried off and got dressed. He found me in the kitchen and thanked me for letting him use the shower, I told him it was the least I could do after he helped me out, and he told me if needed help with anything else to give him a call. I told him i’m sure I could think of something, and right after he left I went up to my shower and came twice on the dildo still stuck to the side of the shower.

I still fully plan on playing with Diego Thursday (and i’ll be sure to update you horny pervs on how that goes), but i’m definitely changing Charlie to Charles on my phone (because that’s a mans cock), and have to think of something to ask for help with. Any Ideas?

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ik861e/this_time_im_f_spying_on_him_m

2 comments

  1. I think u should offer another bath and then you enter in the bathroom and give him a blowjob or do something in the pool like tanning naked…

  2. Do you have a massage table (or something that can substitute, like your bed)?

    Tell Charles that your muscles feel a bit stiff and that you’ve tried massaging them yourself but it isn’t helping. If he doesn’t know how to massage muscles, then tell him you’ll talk him through it, but you need someone else’s hands on you. (Fingertips pressing a bit firmly into muscle with slow circular motions is a good basic technique.)

    When it’s time for the massage, strip completely naked. ?

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