Her Stalker (closed thread)

[Tammi]

OCC: This is a closed thread but please read and enjoy.
Jill Sanders, divorced, 35, ash blonde hair, blue eyes, 5’5”, sleek and shapely figure.

IC:

“Done!“ I said out loud, elated and closed the file I was working on. It had taken me months to set up the surprise birthday party for the mayor. It was going to be a huge celebration, most of the town was invited, and that alone was hard to keep a secret. It had taken unending phone calls and online planning, but finally it was all arranged including the entertainment.

That was my job, arranging parties, banquets, charity events, etc which I really enjoyed, mostly because I did it from my home and had my own hours, although, some functions took more of my time than others. I spoke to many people in many business’s and companies from all over. The best thing though about my job for me was that fact that I didn’t actually meet these people. It was all phone work and online work, so when I on occasion attended these functions they only knew me as a guest and considering the many different people I have worked with, influential and famous, that was a benefit. Being unknown by sight avoided unwanted pressures from people and it also allowed me to go out socializing anyway that I chose to depending on the mood that hit me, without having it affect my job or the people I dealt with.

I turned off the computer, deciding I deserved a night to myself, no work tonight, I thought as I took the phone off the hook. I checked to make sure all the doors were locked, I undressed and put my white robe on and poured myself a glass of wine. Going outside to the hot tub I noticed the crisp breeze in the air and with the temperature only in the mid 30’s, it was very chilly. I put my wine down on the bench next to the hot tub, took the cover off and slipping my robe off, then stepped into the tub.

The water was 102 degrees and pure pleasure as I slid down and lie in the seat that was more like a lounge chair, stretching my feet out with my head resting on the ledge just outside of the water. I enjoyed letting my breasts fluctuate between just underneath the water and just above, which when above I loved the cool breeze that crossed over my nipples making them hard and tingling.

 

[DangerousDevil]

OCC: Randy Marshall, 47, separated, 6’2”, brown hair and mustache, brown eyes, 190lbs, is a work out instructor for the local health club. Side job and hobby, photography.

IC:

I hung up the phone and breathed a sigh of relief. I had just gotten a job that could very well launch my professional photography career. The mayors surprise birthday party not only would make me well known in the community, but would also get me very close to Miss City Planner herself.

I checked the time and saw that it was already 10pm, time to check out the recent photo’s I had just developed. I went in the darkroom, unclipping the pictures and then took them to my study to have a better look at them. Before I turned the light on, I decided to look out the window.

Ah, yes, my lucky night. I watch as my vision of beauty stands in her robe, raising the cover from her hot tub.

I sit in front of the window, picking up my binoculars, very expansive ones, mind you, and look through them.

Oh such beauty, so photogenic she was, with her robe slipping off her shoulders. How many pictures I had of those luscious breasts and pert nipples. How many nights in the moonlight that her robe dropped and I had taken her in all her naked glory with the moonlight shining on her. It won’t be long now, baby girl, and I will have you, not just in a picture….

Still looking through the binoculars, I reached over and grabbed the camera.

 

[Tammi]

I gazed up at the stars, there were many being a clear night and I enjoyed what the serenity of being out here did for me. Sometimes I wondered if anyone ever saw me, but I only came out when it was dark, and I did have a privacy fence.

I’m sure, living on a slope, some off the neighbors that had two story homes could possibly look out their windows and maybe see something, but I seriously doubted it. I smiled. I really didn’t care because they really had no idea who I was anyway and if they happened to see me, well, I hope they enjoyed the view. This thought made me giggle, that really was a good thing about isolating oneself from the world around in the way that I had done. Being just a nobody did have many benefits.

 

[DangerousDevil]

I watched her, the robe slipping from her body and she gets into the tub and I notice how she looks around.

Is that a smile, a laugh a giggle. Yes, I’m here watching you. Does that excite you, will you play for me tonight, my love. Will you show me what I wish to see?

I quickly drop the binoculars, taking up the camera instead. Click, click, breasts floating above the water. Click, click, taut nipples standing out.

Yes baby girl, I’m here. Do you feel my fingers caressing your breasts? Do you feel my tongue licking those pert nipples making you tremble? Do you hear the click of my camera and know that with every click, I touch, I feel you, I smell you, I taste you…

 

[Tammi]

Lying there, relaxing, I felt the breeze against my nipples, my thoughts strayed. I couldn’t help but fantasize about what it would be like if a man were with me now, naked together in the hot tub. The more I thought about this, the warmer my body felt and I found myself enjoying the feeling of my legs rubbing against each other, pressing together, enjoying the growing tingling affect this had between my legs.

I soon switched to a different seat where I could position myself so that the jets of the hot tub would now stimulate the tingling area between my legs, and continued my fantasize about the man I had now placed in the tub with me. My knees were bent, my legs spread and I leaned back closing my eyes letting the pressure of the jets beat against my clit. I imagined him there, between my legs, his hands rubbing my pussy, his lips licking and sucking my nipples. I moaned softly, losing myself to the fantasy.

 

[DangerousDevil]

My fingers are steadily clicking and I am thanking God for the moonlight along with the special features of my camera. Damn, she is in a mood tonight. Grinning and without looking, I reach my hand to the video camera I have set up and turn it on.

That’s it baby girl, play for me. Spread those legs and feel me touching you, feel my hands against your wetness. Show me how much I excite you, you know I’m here watching you. Run your hand across that sweet pussy of yours, slip those fingers deep inside your warmth and imagine me there, fucking you.

I grab my crotch and stroke my cock through my pants. It is straining to get out, to have some release, so I unzip my pants, freeing it. Click, click, her face leaning back, no words, but I know she is moaning. Click, click, her hand goes beneath the water and I know she is rubbing her pussy, I see her knees shaking. I stroke myself, watching her, knowing it won’t be long and I will feel her.

 

[Tammi]

As much as I enjoyed the pleasure of this, I stop myself, knowing that only with an actual man in the hot tub would there be any release to my fantasy. I step out of the tub and put my robe on, cover up the tub taking my glass of wine into the house. I went back to the computer, trying to decide whether to go to one of my favorite chat rooms or turn my cam on and go to that chat room.

Fantasy chatting was a stimulating hobby I enjoyed, especially for the fact that you could indulge in anything you wanted, without anyone ever knowing who you were. I naturally assumed it was the same for the people I chatted with, why else play these games. The unknowing was a very stimulating thing, although there were times when some wanted to become personal, sending emails which made me notice a common factor. They wanted pictures of me, naked ones. I was shocked at first, such nerve for some people when they hardly knew me, although I had to admit, the thought was rather arousing.

I logged on and decided to go to the chat room first, see who was around.

 

[DangerousDevil]

Damn, she was getting so close! Fuck, so was I. Well, time to look at the pictures and decide which ones were going into the album and which ones were going in the trash. I turned off the video camera, leaving it set up to continue for next time and went to my desk.

Looking through the pictures, I was very satisfied, these were better than I had hoped for. The small cameras that I had placed outside several of her windows had taken some very good shots. Especially the one with her getting in bed, naked. I put all the pictures in the album, for some reason, I never could throw out any of the pictures I took of her. There were dozens of other girls, but she was different and this time I wanted to actually meet the woman in the picture.

I checked the time again, and it had been about 30 minutes since she had gotten out of the tub. That was plenty of time for her to decide what she was doing. I logged onto my computer and went to find her.

 

[Tammi]

Sitting at my computer now, I went to the chat sight and of course there always was that how old, what do you look like, are you on cam, measurements, where to you live, and many other personal questions, which I gave many different answers to, as I usually did, enjoying the nature of this game most played. And then sure enough, he was there and I could almost feel his power as he entered the room. I was grinning from ear to ear seeing his name pop up, as I had for the last several months.

I had enjoyed the sexual playfulness with him through email, exciting him with erotic fantasies or thoughts I may have. He seems to enjoy this and encourages me, which in return has excited me as well. There has not been much in the way of personal information given including neither of us has shared our real names, and this keeps everything to a game of fun, nothing more. I am surprised that he is not pushing for me to turn on my cam as most others do, and I’m not sure if this excites me even more or disappoints me, wondering why he doesn’t want to see me.

I am excited yet nervous, as I have decided to communicate differently with my friend and talk live through microphone. I pour myself a glass of wine and feel the butterflies in my stomach when I hear him speak.

“Well we finally talk. How are you? “ He says.

“Yes we do. I’m fine and you.“ I say.

“I am somewhat nervous. Are you? “ He says.

“Yes, I have never done this before, on mic I mean.“

“Really? That surprises me. So what are you wearing? “ He asks.

“Hmmmm, I have on a white robe, nothing else.“ I smile, not because this is in fact true, but because he has been direct and to the point and I am not unaccustomed to these questions. The difference is, because of our ongoing relationship through email and IM's, I am not offended, but excited by him asking me this.

 

[DangerousDevil]

“Nice. Just get out of the hot tub?”

“Giggles”

I know she isn’t surprised by my question. She has told me many times about her hot tub fantasy’s and white robe. What does surprise me is hearing her giggle when I ask her, her voice I am quite taken with, but that giggle. There is a stirring in my pants the more she does it.

Damn, if I had gotten in the house I would be watching her face giggling right now. And oh what pictures I could be viewing right now. How would you like that, baby girl, knowing I’d be watching your every move. Oh, even though you wouldn’t know the camera’s were there, we both know I’d be watching you. You’d like that, wouldn’t you, teasing me with that body, that giggle…

“You have a very sexy voice, my lady. You have inspired me with it and I love your giggle. So fresh and natural. I’m glad you finally trusted me enough to let me hear you. Thank you so much for this.”

 

[Tammi]

“You have a very sexy voice too. Makes me wonder what face goes with that voice.”

For some reason, I’m very nervous now and I’m not sure if it’s fear or excitement, possibly a mixture of both. Hearing him has added a bit more reality to this and having never gone this far with someone online, has left me squirming in my seat.

Dozens of questions are running through my head, are we taking this game into reality, is this just another way to play, how much do I really want to know you or you know me? Having kept my real self pretty much unknown, do I risk opening that door?

I decide to just go with it for now and see where this will lead. In all actuality, this is mostly likely just another way to play, with a little touch of reality hearing the other speak.