The Game Ch. 03

- Alan makes his decision, Sam watches, Jenn spies.

"Option 1: I go inside, turn on the patio light and you jerk off for me right here as I watch through the window. Once you cum for me I will unlock the door and you can come inside and get dressed."

"Option 2: You can come inside with me now. You will not cum until I say so. You will not get dressed until I say so."

"What's it going to be?"

The words rang in Alan's ears as he looked back at the last few hours.

He was currently completely naked in his backyard with his wife who was fully clothed and offering him the choice of jerking off in the yard for her enjoyment and only then being allowed to come inside and get dressed or being allowed to come inside but not being allowed to cum OR get dressed.

It was a tough decision. On one hand the idea of not being able to cum and being kept naked and painfully horny for who knows how much longer was not something that he was excited about. On the other hand, the idea of jerking off outside under a bright light while his wife watched from inside was really risky and they had been pressing their luck with the little naked game for hours.

As far as Sam was concerned either option was great since she gets to objectify and control her husband regardless of the decision he makes.

"Baby," said Sam, "I need you to make your choice."

Without thinking any further Alan responded, "I'll take option 1". At this point he was so desperate to cum he couldn't imagine waiting.

"That's great baby," replied Sam joyfully. She was positively giddy at what was to come. "I'm going to go inside and get ready for the show". With that, Sam gathered up the remaining items from the outdoor dining table, opened the patio door and walked inside, locking it behind her. Alan was again locked outside, totally naked with no access to clothes. Moments later he heard a knock on the kitchen window and saw Sam gesturing to a light switch on the wall. She counted down with her fingers - five, four, three, two, one and then flipped the switch, bathing the once dark patio in a bright light. Alan was momentarily dazed due to the transition from near darkness to basically concentrated daylight on the patio. What was worse is that he now had no ability to see what was happening directly outside of the patio area due to the brightness of the lights immediately above him.

Sam knocked on the window again and twirled her finger in the air, making a "let's go" sign.

Alan slowly reached down and took his throbbing cock in his hand and started to masturbate. At first, he felt a little silly and a lot scared but within seconds his arousal won out and he began to jerk in earnest. His hand started to fly up and down his shaft as he watched Sam watching him through the window. The events of the day were really catching up to him. He'd been naked for his clothed wife for nearly 8 hours with the last 2+ hours spent in their backyard. He'd received the best blow job of his life and watched his wife furiously masturbate. He was currently standing on what may as well have been a lighted stage, fully nude and jerking off outside while his clothed wife watched from behind a locked door. He'd been teased and kept on edge and he could feel that pressure building up to the point of no return. All he could hear was his pulse pounding in his ears.

What Alan couldn't see was Sam was also masturbating while watching him. Due to the angle of the window all Alan could see was Sam's attentive face, not that she again had her hand shoved down the front of her yoga shorts, working her pussy and rubbing her clit while she enjoyed the show.

After only a few minutes, Alan couldn't take any more. He was doing his best not to make any noise for fear that a neighbor would hear, however as he climaxed and shot load after load onto the concrete patio he couldn't help but squeeze his eyes shut and emit a low and guttural grunt as his knees buckled.

Being in the comfort of the inside of the house, Sam on the other hand, had no such need to be quiet. Seeing Alan shoot his hot cum while totally naked and locked outside pushed her over the edge and she screamed "OH MY FUCKING GOD I AM CUMMING FUUCKKKK" as she enjoyed her own powerful orgasm.

As Alan's reverie ended, he immediately was hit by the worst case of post nut clarity he had ever encountered. He could imagine all of their neighbors were right now making their way to the adjoining fences to see what the hell was going on. Did he just hear something? Was it a squirrel? He imagined having to explain to friends and family that he was caught naked and masturbating in his backyard. Would he get fired? Go to jail? It was all too much and he sprinted to the patio door and begged in a plaintive whisper for Sam to please let him in.

After what felt like an eternity, the light went off, again bathing the patio in the dim evening darkness and seconds later, the door opened and a smiling Sam invited him back inside.

"Baby that was the hottest thing I have ever seen" Sam purred as she embraced her naked husband. "I came so hard I almost passed out in the kitchen. Imagine if I had and you were stuck outside all night!" She giggled.

"Sam, we had a deal right?" asked Alan.

"Yes of course baby, a deal is a deal. I let you back inside like I promised and now you may go get dressed." she said, then smacked him on the ass and sent him on his way to the bedroom.

As Sam turned back to close the patio door, she thought she saw a flash of movement through the trees and over the fence in the neighbor's yard. The one with the pool.

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Jenn exhaled deeply as she tossed her earbuds and house key on the table by the front door. It had been unbearably hot outside for the last week and walking into her house felt like entering heaven after her 3 mile evening run. Despite the heat, Jen didn't take shortcuts when it came to fitness and since she missed her morning run due to an unusual Saturday work commitment she was bound and determined to get at least a couple miles in even if it meant waiting until after sunset to head out.

Things had been different for Jenn in the last few months following her divorce. For one, she had been taking much better care of herself. Regular runs, clean diet, visits to the spa, new wardrobe, better makeup and a renewed focus on her career. She had spent so much time being miserable and her new mantra was self-care even if it meant putting aside a social life and dating for the time being. After years of putting her ex-husband first and still getting cheated on, this was the Summer of Jenn.

Jenn made her way through the house and, for perhaps the thousandth time since her divorce was finalized, mentally patted herself on the back for managing to get the house. After living there for almost 20 years she was beyond satisfied with the work she put into decorating but her favorite part of the property was the pool in the backyard which she fully intended to take advantage of after her run.

Walking into her bedroom and making her way into the closet, Jenn felt a minor pang of sadness seeing the still empty drawers and shelves that once held her husband's clothes before picking out a brand new two-piece bikini that she had been dying to wear since it arrived in the mail days before. The two-piece was certainly not something that Jenn would consider trashy but it was far more revealing than anything else in her wardrobe, with more of a cheeky bottom than she had ever worn. "I don't know if I'll ever get the courage to wear this to the beach", Jenn mussed, "but I'm going to enjoy this in the privacy of my own pool".

Jenn kicked off her running shoes and quickly pulled her workout tank top and sports bra over head in one quick motion, dumping the saturated clothing into the clothes hamper. In the next motion she gratefully shed her jogging shorts and panties and dropped them into the hamper as well.

Jenn took a moment to admire her figure in the full length mirror. While she was not totally happy with everything she saw, she did take a minute to appreciate the nearly half year of hard work she put into her wellness. It had paid off. Jenn's manicured toes and feet led to strong calves, moving up to thighs that were showing some good signs of tone. As her eyes drifted up her crotch she flashed back to her first experience with a Brazilian wax, just weeks after her divorce. While painful, she reveled in the fact that despite his nagging over the years, her ex-husband never got to experience her with a totally bare pussy (unlike the cheap women he cheated on her with). Just above her smooth and bare mound, she flexed her abs and could see the beginning of muscles showing on a tummy that was becoming flat for the first time in years framed with hips that her old self would have considered too wide but the new, self confident Jenn thought were beautifully womanly and the sign of aging like a fine wine. Next her eyes were drawn to her breasts. Always something that Jenn was very proud of and considered one of her best physical assets, her breasts will still perky and round and held up just fine on their own.

"Wow. I am, like, actually HOT!" Jenn thought to herself as she slid on the bikini bottoms, turning around to admire her backside in the mirror. "I need to keep working on this", Jenn thought, "but I am getting there". Jenn pulled the bikini top over her breasts and tied the strings before sliding on her flip-flops.

Jenn made her way into the kitchen to pour a glass of wine and grabbed a towel from the hall closet before heading out of the patio door to her backyard. Jenn loved the landscaping that they had done almost as much as the pool. "At least that asshole did this right," Jenn thought to herself as she looked over the pool to the hardscaping that surrounded it, complete with waterfall and stepped onto the flagstone patio, lit dimly by tasteful architectural lighting that automatically turned on at sunset. Her husband had spent a fortune on this backyard project and loved to show off his to friends. "It's all mine now", Jenn laughed to herself, glad that she'd never have to endure another Sunday of her husband and his friends screaming at football games on the outdoor TV before driving home drunk and leaving her a mess to clean up in the outdoor kitchen.

Not wanting to wait a moment longer, Jenn put down her wine glass and slowly eased herself into the pool, feeling all the pressure leave her body as she floated in the cool quiet that the water provided her in the dark of the evening.

Time passed as Jenn entered a meditative state. She could hear the regular sounds of the evening, cicadas chirping, a light breeze finally blowing to rustle the leaves in the trees. She also heard some chatting and laughing from the yard next door. "I should really get to know the new neighbors at some point," Jenn thought to herself, "it would be nice to make some new friends".

While Jenn had exchanged friendly waves from the driveway, she had not introduced herself to them and as time went by and weeks turned to months and months to years, it became harder and harder to make that connection. She was devastated when her old neighbors had moved out the year before last as they had become very close, even building a gate in the fence separating their yards so the kids could use the pool whenever they wanted.

"No time like the present" thought Jenn as she gently paddled to the stairs to exit the pool.

Jenn dried off and wrapped the towel firmly around her body, wanting to maintain her modesty during this first meeting.

Jenn neared the fence with the intention of peeking over and between the trees to just say hello she heard the muffled talking stop and the patio door close. "Shoot, they are going inside", she thought, "next time I am going to just introduce myself".

As Jenn began to turn back, intending to go inside and get ready for bed, out of the corner of her eye she sensed lights turning on in the neighbor's yard. Continuing toward the fence, Jenn could see through a gap in the trees that the whole patio was lit up with a floodlight. The backyard looked the same as she remembered it from when the Jones' lived there with the only differences being some new patio furniture and fancy grill.

That, and a totally naked man standing on the patio.

Jenn did a double take as she watched her neighbor, Adam or Andre or something like that, reach down and start touching himself.

"What the fuck" Jenn thought to herself. "Being a nudist I could maybe understand, but he is openly masturbating in his backyard!"

"I shouldn't watch this" she thought, but she couldn't help admiring the sight of a naked man with a hard cock. It had been months since her divorce and even before that, her husband had lost interest in her when he was fucking those other women so she hadn't really had any consistent sexual outlet aside from maybe masturbating with the shower head a few times over the years.

Jenn's eyes were drawn to Adam or Anthony or whatever's crotch as he rapidly jerked off, rolling back and forth on the balls of his feet as he manipulated his shaft. She knew she shouldn't be watching this but she couldn't help herself. Jenn licked her lips and sighed as she felt a heat radiating in her pussy that she hadn't felt in ages as she lost track of both time and her shame in watching his display.

Suddenly, she saw the man's whole body get tense and as he grunted and he shot his cum all over the patio she couldn't help but let out a small gasp. The man then moved very quickly, quickly enough to startle Jenn into ducking down behind the fence, hoping not to be seen.

Just as she sensed the flood light turn on, she sensed it turn off and could hear more muffled talking and the sound of the door opening and then closing. Jenn stood up, took one last look over the fence and made her way inside.

"Maybe I'll take a shower and do a little more self-care", she thought to herself, smiling.

To be continued.