The House Guest

sandinextdoor

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Ron was my husband's best friend since they were in college though he had always given me the creeps. He moved several hours away a few years ago and we saw less and less of him which made me happy. He had always given me the creeps as his eyes seem to take in every inch of my body. I always felt awkward whenever we were alone even if just for five minutes. My husband said I was being silly that he was a nice guy and very harmless. In fact in some ways he did appear harmless as he was very shy with the women but it was something about him that reminded me of a pervert or peeping tom. I always kept the bathroom door locked whenever he came for visit if I was having a shower. I would not call Ron ugly but I did'nt find him attractive either as he was a bit out of shape and just really was not my type. Ron was 48 year old and four years older than my husband while I was younger than both of them at 36. My husband, Dan and I spend a lot of time in the gym staying in shape while Ron hates the gym. Both my husband and I are considered attractive by most people.
One day Ron called my husband and asked could he come for a visit and my husband agreed without consulting me first. Usually I can tolerate him for a weekend or so but this time my husband had agreed for him to stay for a full week. So I resigned myself to a long week of hell and the first few days were not so bad as the two of them went fishing and were out doing guy stuff. The third day Dan had to go into work as he had some meetings to attend and I took off early to run errands and get away from Ron. Dan called me after lunch saying that things had gone wrong at work and he was going to have to make an emergency trip out of town to calm an angry client. He apologized and begged me to be nice to Ron and keep him entertained. I agreed as a favor to my husband but let him know he owed me big time for this one. I arrived home several hours later and unpacked the car and began fixing dinner for Ron and myself.

OOC: I'm looking for a guy to play Ron and though I have ideas for this character I welcome yours. My thoughts on Ron is he is sexually frustrated and a bit of a pervert though he has had very little few chances to explore this in real life and has used the internet as an outlet for these feelings. His sexual fantasies are wilder than Dans or Sandi. I also have the basic idea of where I want this story to go but would once again welcome your suggestions. So plese msg. me before posting and tell me your character description.

Sandi has long and dark curly hair, long legs with a deep dark natural tan.
 
Ron

I was enjoying myself, it’d been a very relaxing week so far and it was good to be spending time with my best friend Dan. Having Sandi around only made the time that much enjoyable. I had always been envious of Dan for landing such an attractive wife and had lusted after her since they started dating. Over the years, I’d snuck glimpses of Sandi whenever visited them, sneaking into their bedroom and inspecting her panties, peeking into the bathroom whenever she was showering. I wanted desperately to fuck her but could never seem to find a way to do it without Dan finding out.

That was until today, when Dan called and told me that he’d been called out of town on business. He was all apologetic about having to miss out on my visit and hoped I wasn’t too disappointed about being left there with Sandi. I assured him it was okay and I understood how important his client was. He thanked me for being so understanding and hoped that I would have a good time with Sandi. I didn’t tell him but I hoped I would have a good time with Sandi as well. After he hung up, I went upstairs for my favorite pastime of panty inspection while Sandi was out running errands.

I had jerked off into her panties twice by the time Sandi finally got home, stuffing the soiled silk underwear deep into her hamper and acting as if nothing had happened. As she unloaded the car I offered to help her with dinner, my eyes running over her long legs, imagining them wrapped around me as I screwed her on the kitchen counter.

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Ron, 48 years old, with thin blonde hair and a fine wispy beard has never really been comfortable around women. A little over 5’6” in height, Ron carried a small beer gut on his soft appearing frame. The handful of sexual encounters he’s had over the years were always either furtive quick affairs in dark bars or bought and paid for encounters with professional escorts.
 
Sandi

Though I had tried to be quiet and not alert Ron to my arrival he heard me and came outside and began helping me to unload the car. His eyes followed me and I knew that he was having some sort of nasty thoughts rolling around in his head. "Hi Ron, thanks for the help but really I'm good. Why don't you go and relax in front of the television." About that time the wind blew into the garage as I had not closed the door and my dress caught by the draft lifted up just above my knees and with my arms full of groceries I was helpless to push it down.
 
Ron

“It’s okay, Sandi, I really couldn’t just sit in front of the television and leave you to do all this work,” I told her with a smile, picking up a bag of groceries and starting to follow her into the house. As a gust of wind came up, lifting the hem of her dress up her legs, I couldn’t help but smile. Thank you, lord, I thought to myself as I admired her bare legs, praying for the wind to lift her skirt higher. “Besides Dan would expect me to help you in any way I could,” I assured her, my idylly wondering what kind of panties she was wearing under that dress. “I wouldn’t want to let a friend down and besides, I’m a rather good cook if I do say so myself.”
 
Sandi

I was thankful that the wind did not lift my dress high enough to see more than he did. I saw the way his eyes lit up when the wind caught my dress but perhaps I was over reacting as most men would have smiled at that. His persistance at helping me was more than I could argue with so I gave in finally.

"Sure Ron I would be glad for the help. I thought that we might have sphagetti tonight so if you would'nt mind chopping an onion when all this is put away that would be great and while you do that I'm going to take a quick shower if you don't mind."

I hoped that giving him a few tasks would keep him from any temptations while I was in the bathroom. It was then that I caught myself, "What was I thinking it was not like Ron was a convicted rapist or anything. I had known him for numerous years now. My husband would never put me alone with someone we could'nt trust. I just needed to settle down and relax. "
 
Ron

“Spaghetti sounds good, Sandi,” I replied as I followed Sandi into the house. “I’ll be happy to chop an onion,” Although I’d rather join you in that shower. I added mentally as I carried the bag of groceries into the house. I could tell Sandi was uncomfortable around me, tense for some unknown reason. Wonder if she knows that I’ve been peeking at her panties? I thought as I helped put the groceries away. She couldn’t, if she did I’m sure I’d be kicked out instantly.

“Well, I’ll start chopping the onion and getting the sauce ready if you want to go shower,” I assured her, picking up a large knife and setting to the onion.
 
Sandi

Ron agreed very willingly and seemed sincere in his wish to assist me and not be any trouble. Actually Ron had never been any trouble always cleaning up after himself and making his bed. He had even cut our grass on several occassions. It was just he still gave me the creeps. I was beginning to think that he was just as harmless as my husband proclaimed. I was so caught up in my thoughts that I forgot to lock the door to the bathroom. I undressed allowing my clothes to fall to the floor and turned on the water. I stepped into the tub pulling the near see through glass behind me. The shower was a corner shower and I preferred it to the one in my bedroom as it was a tub style shower and this one was much larger. The AC unit kicked on and sucked open the door about a foot. I felt the rush of cold air and saw the door standing open about two feet. I started to get out and close it but decided against it as you really could'nt see much around the door anyways. Besides it might be a good test for Ron if he were to come down the hallway.

The water was hot and steam rose up from around my body. I began to lather myself in a soft silky bath cream running my hands slowly up my legs to my breasts and neck.
 
Ron

I quickly chopped the onion while Sandi left for her shower, my thoughts not on the sharp knife in my hand but on her lovely body, naked and dripping wet. I was so caught up in the fantasy of Sandi showering that I wasn’t paying attention to what I was doing. “Shit!” I hissed as I chopped my finger, blood rapidly pooling on the cutting board as I clenched my hand to my chest. “Dammit,” I cursed myself, looking at the deep gash on my left forefinger. I needed a bandage badly but didn’t know where they were kept in the house.

Wrapping my finger in a paper towel, I headed towards the bathroom, hearing the sound of cascading water which meant Sandi was already in the shower. I was kind of shocked as I approached the bathroom to find the door partially open, knowing from past experiences that Sandi always locked the bathroom door as if she was afraid of someone peeping in on her. Maybe she left it open on purpose, I thought to myself as I looked at the door, Maybe she wants you to peek.

“Sandi?” I called out, poking my head into the bathroom. “Sorry to intrude but I… I seem to have had an accident and need a bandage. Could you help?” I called out, glancing toward the semi-transparent glass, seeing the outline of Sandi’s body as her hands ran up her long tanned legs and across her stomach.
 
Sandi

Suddenly hearing Ron's voice here in the bathroom with me sent shock waves through my spine. ""What was he doing here in the bathroom while I was taking a shower? What was I going to do now and perhaps I was right about him all along."
I turned and looked through the glass and could see Ron holding his hand. It was covered in blood and then finally I heard him say something about being hurt and needing help. Then I remembered that he was cutting an onion for me and I forgot to tell him that Dan always keeps my kitchen knives extremely sharp. Forgetting my prior reservations I cut off the water and reached for the towel. But it was'nt there and I realized that it was still on the towel hook which I could not reach from the shower. I only hesistated for a second not knowing how badly he was cut and opened the door. "Ron hang on I have to get a towel so close your eyes for a second sweetie." I felt bad for saying this but moved quickly and grabbed the towel wrapping it around me just above my breasts. I moved to his side and grabbed his hand bringing it over the sink.
"Ron let me take a look sweetie." I turned on the water so that we could clean out the blood and see if he was going to need stitches. Standing this close to Ron with nothing on but a towel was a little weird but he was a hurt man.
 
Ron

"Ron hang on I have to get a towel so close your eyes for a second sweetie." Sandi said as she opened the door of the shower, one slender and glistening arm reaching out to the empty towel bar.

“I’ll turn my back,” I assured her, turning my back to the shower so that I was facing the large mirror over the sink. I smiled to myself as I saw Sandi hurry out of the shower, her naked wet and dripping as she hurried to wrap herself in a towel. Damn, she’s even lovelier then I imagined, I thought to myself as I had a brief glimpse of her in all her naked glory before she covered herself, rushing over to my side and taking my wounded hand in hers. “Oh, I don’t think it’s that badly cut,” I assured her, trying to keep my eyes off her exposed cleavage as she cradled my hand in hers. “I just didn’t know where you kept the bandages or anything. Sorry for being such a pest,” I apologized, looking up at her with a sheepish grin. All thoughts of my finger and the pain was gone as I felt myself beginning to react to having her this close to me, the knowledge that only a thin terrycloth towel separated her lovely body from my gaze.

“Yeah, it’s not that deep,” I said as she rinsed the blood off my finger to see how badly I’d cut myself. “We can just slap a band-aid on it and I should be fine,” I assured her, my eyes drawn once more to the lovely swell of her breasts over the towel. Hell, if she takes too big of a breath, that things going to fall off, I thought to myself as she tended my finger.
 
Sandi

Ron turned his back when I got out of the shower which put me at ease and as the water washed the blood from his finger we were both thankful it was not all that bad. "Wonderful no stitches for you Ron. But we need to put a little peroxide on it to make sure it does not get infected." I opened the mirror cabinet above the sink and looked for the peroxide and saw that it was on the top shelf. I had been asking Dan for a year to move the entire thing down as I could barely reach that damn shelf. I stood on tippy toes and stretched up for the peroxide and as I did I felt the towel slip and before I could grab it I found myself standing naked with Ron beside me. "Oh goodness, I'm so sorry Ron." I quickly bent over to pick up the towel and took a few steps back. I knew my face was all red and was ready to get out of there.
"Ron the peroxide is on the top shelf if you think that you can handle it I'm going to go get dressed and then finish our meal so we can eat. I just realized how hungry I really am."
 
Ron

I couldn’t help but smile as Sandi’s stretched to get the peroxide only to lose her towel, unintentionally treating me to another glimpse of her lovely body. All too quickly she bent over and retrieved the towel, backing away from me as she covered herself once more. I chuckled at her embarrassment as she made an excuse to leave the room. “Don’t worry Sandi, I can get the peroxide. Thank you for helping me,” and for flashing me. I added silently. “I think I can manage from here, sorry for interrupting your shower.”

After she had left the room, I quickly disinfected my cut and wrapped a band-aid around my finger. I couldn’t get the memory of Sandi’s naked wet body out my mind, I just kept replaying those few moments over and over in my memory, feeling my cock begin to harden at the thought of seeing Sandi nude once more. “Better take care of this,” I muttered as I moved over to lock the door, my eyes falling on Sandi’s discarded clothes strewn about the floor. “Perfect,” I laughed as I bent down and picked up her panties, lifting them to my nose and inhaling her scent deeply. “Just perfect,” I repeated as I sat down on the toilet, wrapping the soft cotton around my erection and quickly jerking off.
 
Sandi

I made my way to my room barely hearing what Ron was saying. He seemed to have found the entire thing a bit more amusing than myself. I sat down on the bed and took a deep breath before laying back naked letting the cool air being circulated from the ceiling fan rush across my body. It felt good and my nipples hardened just a bit. I was feeling horny for some reason and had no idea as to why. I started to retrieve the toy that I kept in my bottom drawer beneath some old scraves but decided that I would wait for later tonight when Ron was good and asleep before pleasuring myself.

After dressing I headed downstairs and fiinished up dinner and placed it on the table with our wine glasses. I opened a new bottle of merlot and placed it on the table allowing it to breath. I was'nt sure where Ron was hiding so I called out "Hey Ron dinner is ready."
 
Ron

“Fuck,” I gasped, shooting another load into the soft cotton of Sandi’s panties as I sat on the toilet, the image of her naked body as she stepped out of the shower still fresh in my mind. I’d climaxed twice already, the white fabric of her panties now soggy and heavy with my cum as I stood up. “Shit, I’ve got to figure out how to tap that ass,” I muttered to myself, dropping the soiled panties into the hamper as I fixed my clothes. “After all these years, I deserve it.”

As I exited the bathroom I heard Sandi call out that dinner was ready so I headed downstairs. “Looks good,” I commented as I entered the room, my eyes running quickly over the table she had set before focusing on her. “Looks really good,” I added, my eyes running over her, comparing how she looked now with the sight I’d seen of her stepping out of the shower. “Please, let me,” I insisted moving over to pull out her chair and hold it for her as she sat down. “I really wish there was some way I could repay you, Sandi, for being such a wonderful hostess.” I said as I pushed her chair in under her before moving around to my side of the table.
 
Sandi

Ron held my chair for me as I sat down at the table. I offered him the bowel of noodles then meat sauce while I took a piece of garlic bread. "So hows the hand doing?" I was ready to get this meal over with and go to bed then tomorrow perhaps I could figure out a way to get out of the house without seeming rude.

We ate dinner while making small talk and once finished I offered to load the dish washer if he wanted to go to bed or whatever. As soon as I finished loading the dish washer I was off to bed myself.
 
Ron

“Oh, my hand is fine,” I replied with a smile as I sat down at the table and accepted the bowl of noodles. “This is very good wine, Sandi,” I complimented her as I sipped at the Merlot. “I didn’t know you liked wine.”

Dinner passed pleasantly enough, my thoughts still on the brief flash of nudity Sandi had unwittingly treated me to earlier. “Tomorrow I was thinking I’d go shopping,” I stated as we finished eating. “Get out of the house and let you have some time to yourself.”

“Here, let me take care of the dishes,” I offered, “it is the least I could after my bungled attempt at helping to cook.” I laughed holding up my bandaged finger. “Why don’t you go relax?” I suggested as I gathered up our plates. “I’m not that tired, I haven’t really done anything all day.”

After clearing the table and washing the dishes, I retired to the living room, carrying the bottle of Merlot with me. I sat on the couch, sipping at my wine and planning how I was going to finally get Sandi. By the time I’d finished the bottle I had developed a plan, maybe not the best plan ever but it was a plan. Tomorrow night I’d put it into play and finally take what I’d wanted all these years.
 
Sandi

When Ron suggested that I go ahead and go to bed I more than jumped at the chance. Then he really made my night by saying that tomorrow he was going shopping and leaving for some alone time. Ok, perhaps I was beginning to feel a little guilty as he wasn't really all that bad.
"Ron you really don't have to do all these dishes by yourself but I do appreciate it. So I will bid you goodnight and see ya sometime tomorrow."

I headed off to my bedroom still feeling a bit horny. After slipping out of my clothes I begun to rub a bit of lotion all over my body which only made my feelings of passion worse. I wasn't sure why I was horny but I was sure wishing Dan was here right now. I tried to go to sleep but was unable to do so and finally picked up the phone and called my husbands cell phone. It rang several times before I heard his voice. "Hi honey, how is everything going?" Dan sounded tired to me and I regretted calling him almost instantly. "Hi Sandi, its going and it was a very hectic day but its really nice to hear your voice baby." I paused for a second getting up the nerve to ask Dan my next question. "Dan I have a favor to ask of you. I was wondering if maybe you might talk dirty to me while I play with that toy you bought for me?" The line was silent for several minutes and I thought he was going to either laugh at me or so no but instead he agreed. As Dan began to talk dirty to me and tell me what he was going to do to me when he returned home I started fingering myself at first slowly rubbing my forefinger over my clit and then between my moist lips. After several minutes I took the toy and pushed the end of it just inside the entrance to my pussy parting the lips slowly as it entered. "Yes Dan thats it baby you are making me so damn hot." Dan continued the dirty talk and I pushed several more inches into me then a few more until it was completely inside of me. Slowly I withdrew it and then pushed it back in but this time a bit faster. It took my breath away and I began to moan. I gradually built up speed while rubbing my clit furiously and my moaning gained volume as I all but forgot that Ron was down the hall in the living room or either in his bedroom which shared a wall with my own. "Oh god yes thats it baby I'm getting so close." I was on the edge and then I was over falling into bliss and and release as the waves of orgasm took my body and sent my mind over the edge. It took several minutes for my breathing to slow. Finally Dan spoke, "Baby that was so damn hot what just got into you?" I laughed for a second before answering, "I don't know but I wish it was you that got into me." We both laughed before saying goodnight and I hung the phone back in the cradle. I got up and walked to the door listening for any sound of Ron. Hearing nothing I locked the door quietly before climbing back into bed and falling asleep.
 
Ron

After finishing the last of the wine off, I put my glass in the sink and headed for bed. I was just about to enter my bedroom when I heard a low soft moan coming from Sandi’s room. Curious I stopped and listened carefully, the sounds of pleasure now distinct and growing louder. “Sounds like Sandi’s almost as horny as I am, I thought to myself as I listened to her moans and gasps of pleasure, picturing her laying naked on her bed her fingers buried in her crotch as she moaned. I couldn’t help but be aroused by the hot moans and gasps coming from her room and I quickly freed my growing erection. Tomorrow night, darling, tomorrow night I’ll be making you moan like that. I thought towards her as I began to masturbate to her cries of passion. With the erotic sounds emanating through the wall it didn’t take me long to climax, shooting my load just as Sandi’s moans reached a fevered pitch. Cleaning up, I happily crawled into bed, my thoughts focused completely on Sandi and what I had planned for her tomorrow.
 
Sandi

My alarm clocked had long ceased to scream its horrid cacophony of noise and electronic obscenities at me as I had attempted to bash it to pieces. For some reason the damn thing always knew when to shut up just in time to save itself. As I peaked at the clock I saw that the time was almost 10am much later than I had planned on sleeping. I swung my feet out of bed wondering what Ron was up to. I wrapped a robe around my as I had slept naked the night before and moved out into the hallway calling his name.

"Ron are you here?"
 
Ron

I woke up early the next morning, I was always an early riser, and headed down to the kitchen. Figuring on doing something nice for Sandi, I started making a breakfast of French toast and sausage. Just as it was about done, I heard the cacophony of her alarm going off followed a few minutes later by her calling out for me.

“I’m in the kitchen,” I announced, “and breakfast is ready whenever you are.” I added as I set the table for the two of us. I had a full day planned ahead of me, shopping for a few items that I’d probably want tonight. “Tonight, when I finally get what I’ve wanted for so long,” I chuckled to myself.
 
Sandi

I heard Ron answer me that he was in the kitchen so I pulled my satin robe around me wondering if it provided enough coverage as it only came down to just above my knees. I decided what the heck he had been harmless so far and I was probably being paranoid and over reacting as normal. As I neared the kitchen I could smell food. My stomach rumbled at the smell and I headed into the kitchen to find that Ron had been a sweetheart and made breakfast.

"Ron it smellls so good but you didnt have to really."

I sat down at the table and began sipping my coffee black and dug in to the French toast and sausage. I crossed my legs and the robe fell open revealing a good portion of my tan thigh which I reached down and pulled closed.

"Well, what are your plans for the day?"
 
Ron

“I wanted to do something for you, for being such a lovely hostess,” I assured Sandi as she sat down at the table and dug into the food. I smiled as she crossed her legs, flashing me a good amount of thigh for a few seconds before reaching down to pull her short robe closed again.

“Well, today I thought I might go shopping,” I told her as I took the seat opposite her at the table, beginning to eat my own breakfast. “Get out of the house and let you have sometime to yourself,” I said, “I need to pick up a few things anyway. Do you need anything while I’m out?” I offered helpfully.

As I finished my breakfast I piled the dishes in the sink, “You don’t have to wash the dishes, Sandi. I’ll do them when I get back.” I assured her as I headed out of the house.

It took me a few hours to get everything I wanted for that evening, I had to track down suppliers for some of the more exotic items. By the time I arrived back at Sandi’s house it was almost dark, time to put my plan into action.
 
Sandi

Ron insisted that I leave the dishes until he came back but I did them anyways as I was the hostess. I lounged around for most of the day glad to have the house to myself. I had originally thought that I would dread Ron's return but he had been very nice and I found myself not dreading it like I thought that I would.

I finally fell asleep on the couch that afternoon.
 
Ron

As I entered the house I couldn’t help smiling at the sight of Sandi asleep on the couch, her dress having ridden up to expose a good portion of her thigh. “I’ll be seeing a lot more of you soon, Sandi,” I muttered to myself as I moved quietly into the kitchen, setting the bags containing my days shopping on the counter. Pulling out the two bottles of wine I’d bought I quickly uncorked them while I dug around in the bag for the small pill container. “You’re going to have quite the evening, Sandi,” I chuckled as I shook out four pills and crushed them up, pouring them carefully into the bottles of wine and swirling it around to make sure it dissolved properly. According to the kid I’d purchased them from they would definitely relax Sandi but leave her conscious and coherent. She’d be aware of her actions and have full memories of everything, she would just be very pliable, my suggestions would carry a much greater weight.

I set the wine aside, pulling out the groceries I had bought and starting to prepare a sumptuous dinner for Sandi. As I was cooking I heard Sandi stirring in the living room and I quickly poured her a glass of drugged wine and carried it out to her. “Here you go, Sandi, a little wine before dinner,” I told her, handing her the glass. “Since you picked out such a good wine last night, I thought I would treat tonight.” I explained before moving back into the kitchen.
 
Sandi

Still groggy from my sleep I took the wine and began to sip it slowly as I tried to wake up. The wine was nice with a full body and easy going down. I swirled the wine while I wondered what my husband was up to and why he hadn't called.

I called to Ron "Hey Ron have you heard from Dan?"
 
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