The Girl Next Door Ch. 01

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Stultus
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Parking at the end of our block, sitting and watching the house, I next saw Paula leave their side of the duplex and drive off to school. I'd hoped that she'd be oblivious and not notice me spying the house from the car, but she saw me and waved as she drove past. Fortunately she didn't stop to talk. That could have been awkward!

After that, I didn't have to wait more than another ten minutes for Carla, who still seemed to be in a bad mood, to leave our house and walk over next door to visit Dora. I gave them a full fifteen minutes to say hello, or rant at each other, and then I left the car parked where it was and ran back to our side of the house. I was pretty sure that Carla would stay over there at Dora's for a while, or at least long enough for me to do a little bit of spying. I'd already called into work to say that I'd be an hour or so late and I was probably covered if I needed to take even longer.

The first thing I tried was to listen at the walls and I started logically with the bedroom one first. All quiet there, for now. It was harder to listen through the kitchen wall but I could hear just enough murmured chatter and clinking of kitchenware that I could fairly safely assume that they'd be busy there for awhile. Good, this would give me time to make my next search, of both of our computers!

Searching my computer was fast and easy. I've got a mini-tower decked out for gaming on a small desk in the corner of the living room. No study or second bedroom in this small shoebox of a house! As I expected, it was clean. We handled our regular email here but Carla never did anything other than internet surfing on my PC. She has a laptop of her own hooked up wireless to the net where she does everything else. When I'm home evenings and weekends, there is absolutely never enough privacy to ever get a peek at her computer. She also treats it as if it was one of the royal crown jewels and never leaves it on and out in the open. When she is not using it, it stays locked up inside her attaché case.

Usually... but not today! Since she was alone today in the house, she'd left her laptop out, logged in and still connected. The screen was just set to the O/S default wallpaper but in a matter of moments I could check her browser and system cache to see what she had been doing lately. It was extremely educational and told me at a glance everything I ever wanted to know about Dora's home-based internet business!

Dora was a cam-girl, an uber-exhibitionist who lived her entire life under the gaze of several webcameras that broadcasted everything she did to an audience of thousands of people around the world via the internet. By 'everything' I mean that viewers could watch Dora in the bedroom, kitchen, living room and even the bathroom with zero privacy anywhere!

Currently on the webcam, Dora and Carla could be seen still chatting away over coffee at a small table in the kitchen. Both talking a mile a minute, at least from their hand-gestures, but this camera didn't seem to have sound or it was currently turned off. Probably just as well, as Carla still seemed to be rather pissed, and probably at me, but at least she was still clothed. Dora was wearing a little flimsy teddy sort of nightshirt that clearly showed her nipples and just barely covered her ass and I had no bets that sometime later the view would get even more interesting... with or without Carla's direct participation!

Carla had always been quite a bit of an exhibitionist herself. She liked to dress nicely (and fairly revealingly) and sometimes on weekends she liked to skip wearing underwear entirely. She was not in the least bit ashamed to display her nipples under a thin-braless top or even flash strangers in a restaurant or while out in public. Her dresses and skirts tended to be short and she was often deliberately careless when sitting, legs spread open sometimes revealing her hidden sex to complete strangers. Doing this, she admitted, often made her as hot as a volcano, and equally ready to blow (me) the moment we were back in even relative privacy. I, in turn, am more than willing to admit that I'm a happy voyeur, and usually not in the slightest bit jealous of her antics... just as long as I was certain that her affections were for me alone.

I could understand exactly how thrilled being 'watched' by thousands of people would excite Carla, and I decided to cut her a small amount of slack for that. Kissing, ok... showing off some tit, ok... displaying her smoothly shaved snatch, um, I wasn't quite so sure... and having hot wet lesbian sex before a viewing audience, get back with me later - I wasn't sure if I was aroused or furious... or worse, both!

Checking Carla's personal email was quick and easy too. There was nothing really personal here and absolutely nothing from hidden secret lovers or any plans for coordinating the next tryst. Dora had sent Carla a complimentary login and password for her website, the same one that I was now watching, and I forwarded this message to my work email, and then deleted out this post from Sent, covering my tracks.

This really told me everything that I needed to know for right now, so I left everything exactly as I had found it and quietly locked up the house and scampered back to my car to head on in to work. If the webcam login was good for multiple accounts, as I hoped since the login name was just 'Guest', then I could now have something to fill my long boring hours at work other than playing my online fantasy RPG game. My gaming guild friends would have to raid without me for the next few days!

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As I had hoped, the guest login and password were accepted on my work computer and now I had unlimited access to Dora's webcam site. As I suspected, it was a 'pay-site' which technically made it professional porn, but all of the cam-girls for this host site were all theoretically 'amateurs', just lots of 'girls next door' that had no sense of privacy or shame, and very few inhibitions. I've always been attracted to girls next door... I'd even married one.

For a monthly fee of $49.99 you could have access to all of the different girl's webcams hosted on that site, or for just $9.99 you could cherry pick the cam-girl of your choice. A small thumbnail photo next to each cam-girl was updated about once a minute showing what each was up to at the moment. My login was only good for unlimited access to Dora's site and so I entered her webcam page with considerable nervousness. The top left part of my screen now had a decently large sized view of the main action window, the kitchen camera view, and below that were smaller views of each of the four cameras, so that I could change at will what camera I was watching. To the right was a long chat window where viewers could (and did) send public messages to Dora, and perhaps private ones as well.

The chat was the usual twaddle: "Show your tits", "Kiss her again, but with more tongue!", and "Show me yur asses, biatches!" Lots of misspellings, obscene spam messages from mostly male watchers to click their name in chat to see their own personal webcams so they could show off their big cocks, and even postings in a dozen foreign languages that I couldn't understand. Probably the German or Korean equivalents of 'finger your nasty holes now sluts, I'm almost ready to spurt!'

On the other hand, there seemed to be quite a few 'old-timers' or cam veteran subscribers here that pretty much knew what Dora's usual masturbation schedule was and they tried to keep the chat realm in some sort of order. As I watched on, the vets began to make some chat comments about my wife Carla.

Bounder: [She's new -- only saw her play with Dora a few days ago]

RocketHard: [yeah, she'd visit before that but not play. She playz now?]

MightyBone: [She did yesterday. Stripped nude and diddled herself and Dora -- no oral]

Bounder: [True dat. They played in the shower the other day too. Got really wet and wild - Hoping for more today]

BiggusDorkus: [Me too! This new ginger-haired cunt already looks hotter than the short, fat cunt she eats at night and on weekends! Start the show!!!!!!]

You get the idea. Hundreds of paying customers were waiting, watching and hoping for my wife to strip (again) and do the nasty with Dora, whose internet nickname seemed to be -- Dora the Vaginal Explorer.

Dora was apparently a very popular girl, almost in the top fourth of subscribers. Right now, 803 people from around the world were watching Dora kiss Carla on the mouth, just before she took up the coffee cups to put them into the dishwasher. It was still early in the morning, and I guessed that by evening she'd have well over a thousand watchers, or maybe even two thousand, if the action was hot and heavy.

So... with nothing else better to do at work, I spent the day watching my wife help Dora amuse her paying clientele... and they did not disappoint. It wasn't like I had any other significant work related interruptions that day either, but I did have to keep the sound turned off. Playing massively multiplayer online role playing games all day from work is one thing, but I didn't want to be overtly seen watching porn-cams from work... or walk around the office with a huge hard-on that I couldn't control.

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My first major 'Oh shit' moment was right after the girls finished cleaning the kitchen after breakfast. Carla had drunk quite a lot of coffee and now went straight into the bathroom, which as I'd mentioned was nicely wired for a good voyeuristic view. My wife is a shameless exhibitionist, as I've mentioned, but she draws the line right at bathroom activities. She doesn't even like to shower with me, let alone allow me to ever watch her take a piss. Our bathroom door stays firmly shut when she's inside it, but now... today, she was smiling into the camera with her legs spread wide open and taking a very long slow piss into the toilet before a world-wide audience. She had positioned herself so that she could show off her cunt as much as possible to the camera so we could watch every single squirt of her piss. To make the situation to me even more unbelievable, Dora was apparently in the bathroom with her, right in the doorway just out of camera sight, encouraging her display!

Carla had been wearing jeans and panties, but when she finished pissing she didn't bother to put them back on again and she stood next to Dora wearing just her t-shirt and watched as Dora then took her turn at taking a long piss, and then they kissed in the bathroom afterwards, each girl caressing the other's bare ass.

Next they went into the living room and together, and with Carla still bottomless, they sat in front of the living room camera, next to her computer and together they began teasing their audience. Dora positioned the camera sometimes on their barely covered tits and then upon both of their naked cunts. The teasing went on for some time; they'd start and stop fondling each other, caressing and licking tits and nipples, and when the camera was on their snatches they'd twiddle themselves... and sometimes each other slowly with their fingers. They had sound on this camera, but I had to keep my speakers turned off, but I made a mental note to find some good tight fitting headphones. Knowing Carla, I was sure that she was talking nasty!

About noontime, both girls were finally naked and they were now engaging in some fairly heavy petting, albeit with lots of starting and stopping to tease their audience, until hand in hand they walked off into the bedroom for some longer and more serious fun. All on camera, of course.

Dora first ate out Carla and then my wife returned the favor. Then they stayed in a sixty-nine eating each other for over another hour. After a rest break back in front of the computer to tease their audience some more, they returned for another full round of bedroom fun that lasted until 5 o'clock, when they reluctantly decided to call it a day. I was quite done in too, both with irritation, aggravation and a very urgent need to masturbate. Annoyance and sexual frustration are a very bad combination!

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"So, did you do anything or anyone interesting today?" I casually asked my wife at dinner. She was still annoyed with me for attempting to thwart her and wasn't going to let a little thing like victory get in her way of keeping me in my place.

"What do you care if I did? Besides, you told me I could anyway!" She smugly replied. That was not at all the way I remembered our last conversation!

"I clearly remember not saying yes."

"Well that wasn't a no, so that means yes by default!" Nope, they don't teach logic in business management classes, unfortunately.

"I also clearly said I was not giving you permission to have an affair but that you'd probably go off and do whatever you wanted to anyway, regardless of circumstances. That was not a carte blanche, just an observation. Why? Do you want to admit to having an affair, right here and now? I've got a friend I could go stay with for a few weeks if my being here is an inconvenience to your sex life. Really, if you think so little of our marriage vows, and have so little respect for me, I've got no problem at all in packing up my clothes. We can get a $99 divorce, easy -- no property and no kids, and you can be free to fuck anyone and everyone you want to... without my permission. What do you want to do?"

She didn't know. I'd escalated our usual argument well past my previously established bounds -- the mouse had stood up on its hind legs and roared and she didn't quite know how to handle that. She decided that confession wasn't such a good idea at the moment, so she tried to angle the conversation back to clearer areas that were more definitely my fault... without much success. For the moment I had the big trump card, and acted as if I was really ready and willing to play it - and she didn't like that one little bit. Out of necessity and safety, she went back to giving me the silent treatment.

It lasted for over a week, and it really didn't put my nose out of joint one little bit! I had decisions to make... and couldn't decide for the life of me where to put my foot next!

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7 Comments
liz33ndliz33ndabout 6 years ago
this is a fun story

i like this, let the spy cam continue.

AnonymousAnonymousover 7 years ago

This is not a lesbian story.

AnonymousAnonymousover 7 years ago
Boring.

Really. Awfully boring. Totally. Completely idiotic characters. Plot, what little thrte was, was simply... Well, hey, this story just suckd. Nothing lesbian aboyt this. It's jyst stupid male crowing. Yuck!

GrrrreatImaginationGrrrreatImaginationalmost 12 years ago
Well, isn't he just

a little butt-head? Not really sure what he wants out of all this, but it really doesn't help make the story sexier. He barely even seems to enjoy watching them remotely. I know, I know, he wasn't being a voyeur, he was getting leverage. At least he could get something out of it that Lit readers would enjoy.

PistolpackinpetePistolpackinpeteover 13 years ago
Good writer.....not much of a story.....

....absolutely no drama.....zzzzzzz.....

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