Hunter could absolutely imagine it. He loved fantasy sex and Gigi knew him well enough by then to know it. She tossed her long hair over her shoulder and said, “I’m sorry I took so long to get to the door. I just got out of the shower.”

Hunter ran his eyes over her and pictured her with wet hair and a big, fluffy towel wrapped around her. He licked his lips and said, “That’s okay, miss. If you can just show me to the room where we’re hooking up the cable, I’ll get started.”

Gigi batted her long, dark eyelashes at him and said, “Right this way, in the bedroom. My husband loves to watch television in bed.”

Shit, Hunter thought. That had to be fantasy. No fucking way any straight man would watch TV while she was in bed with him. “Oh, yeah,” he said, back in fantasy mode. “What does he like to watch?”

She looked up at him and smiled seductively. “He likes porn. He loves it, as a matter of fact. He even likes to watch me, with other men.”

Hunter was beginning to see the scene unfold in his dirty mind. The cable guy is getting it on with the hot, big-chested housewife and husband is standing in the doorway watching…he’d seen the scenario in movies himself, many times. An old story, that never got old. In character again, he cleared his throat and tried to sound embarrassed as he said, “Oh…that’s…interesting.”

Gigi strutted over to the blank wall of the bedroom and said, “Here we are. If you could hook up this TV, please.”

“Hmm, it looks like this TV is mounted wrong. Shouldn’t it be pointed toward the bed?”

Gigi went for wide-eyed innocence, but nothing about her said anything but sex to Hunter. “I thought it was, but it looks like you’re right. Would you mind adjusting the wall mount for me too?”

“Not at all, miss. Maybe you could go lie on the bed, where your husband will be when he watches, and make sure it’s pointed in the right direction?”

She smiled. “Of course.” Hunter pretended to look up at the imaginary TV, giving her enough time to get to the bed. He reached up and pretended to adjust it and over his shoulder he said:

“How’s that?”

“Hmm,” she said. “I’m not sure. My husband always says I have a crooked eye. Maybe you could come lie with me and see what you think. A man’s perspective.”

Hunter turned toward her then. She’d taken off her shirt and her skirt and was lying on the bed in only her red lace bra and a tiny little red lace thong. She patted the spot next her on the bed. Hunter’s cock lurched against the afghan he was still wrapped up in as he approached her. He sat down on the bed, inches from her nearly naked body, and tried to keep up the fantasy. Looking up at the wall he said, “I think that’s about right.”

“Oh, no!” Gigi squeaked. Hunter looked at her and she once again tried to give him an innocent, sweet look. “I’m so embarrassed I left that out.”

Hunter had an idea of where she was going so he said, “That’s okay, miss, it happens all the time.”

“Really?” She sat up next to him and if it wasn’t his imagination, he could smell her arousal. “People always leave their dildos just lying around where you can see them?”

“Pretty often,” he said.

“Do you ever picture watching them…the people who leave the toys lying around?”

He tried to sound embarrassed as he said, “Sure…sometimes….”

“Well, I don’t normally just leave them out like that…but the gardener was here this morning and I happened to be looking out the window when he pulled his shirt off. He’s barely legal, but damn if he’s not yummy.” Hunter smiled and she said, “Oh, listen to me. You must think I’m an awful slut.”

“Not at all. So, after he took off his shirt, you got out your toy?”

She smiled wickedly and moved over to the edge of the bed. “Mm-hmm. I sat right here. See how you can see out the window?” Hunter nodded. There was no window, they were facing the door, but his cock was rock hard, and he didn’t want her to stop. “I watched his muscles flex as he pushed the mower and got all sweaty and while I was watching him, I just ran the dildo up and down slowly between my legs…like this.” She used her fingers to glide across the tiny scrap of material covering her pussy lips. “I imagined it was his thick fingers and then I did something deliciously sinful…I slipped it under my panties and touched my pussy with it. The window was open just a crack and when I cried out, he heard me.”

“What did he do?”

“He turned toward me and pretended to prune the bush next to the window. It got me so hot knowing he was watching me, so I started pushing the dildo in and out of my pussy…” Hunter couldn’t take it any longer. He pushed his hand down in those panties and found her soaking-wet entrance.

“Like this?” he asked as he let one finger slide up into her. Gigi moaned, threw her head back with her eyes closed and spread her legs wider.

“Just like that, only harder…and the dildo was thicker…” Hunter slid down in front of her and took her panties off. Then he stood up and took his raging erection in his hand and said:

“Thick, like this?”

Gigi opened her eyes and licked her lips. “Just like that.” Hunter pressed the head of it into her lips and she opened them and let him slide into her mouth. Gigi was an expert cocksucker, and Hunter forgot the game and everything else as she went to town, sucking and licking him from shaft to tip. She did this thing where she swirled her tongue around while applying pressure with her lips. It made him want to come every time, but he wasn’t ready for that yet. Reluctantly he pushed her back slightly so that his cock popped out of her mouth and he knelt back down in front of her. The smell of that wet pussy was making him want a taste. He put his face between her legs and licked all around the outer lips. Gigi put her legs up on his shoulders and used her hands to push his face in deeper. Hunter ran his tongue up and down between her lips and then, finding her clit with his tongue, he began to suck and nibble on it. Gigi was panting and moaning. Hunter never knew if she was acting, or really that into it, but when he suddenly felt a rush of warm juices all over his lips, tongue, and chin, he knew she couldn’t be faking that.

He gently took her legs off his shoulders and stood up. She was looking up at him with big, round brown eyes and still trying to catch her breath. “Stand up and face away from me,” he told her. Gigi did as he asked, and Hunter pressed his lips to her ear and said, “Keep pretending that window is there, and he’s watching us.”

Hunter ground his hips into her round, bare ass and then slid his hands up and grabbed two handfuls of those massive breasts. Gigi moaned again as he played with them, tweaking the nipples and massaging all that hot flesh. Then he slid his hands down her stomach and found her pussy again. She leaned her head back into his shoulder as he put two fingers up inside of her and began to move them in and out. Gigi’s legs were open wide, and Hunter whispered, “Can the gardener see?”

“Oh, yeah, he’s stroking his big cock now, watching us.”

“Mm, I guess it’s time to give him a real show. Don’t move.” Hunter left her in that spot and went over to the bag she’d brought his clothes in. Thankfully, his wallet was right on top and he pulled out a condom, opened it, and rolled it on. Going back over to her he said, “What’s he doing now?”

In a breathless voice she said, “He’s stroking his cock with one hand and playing with his balls with the other.”

“Where are his eyes?”

“Moving between my tits and my pussy.”

Hunter pressed on her back and bent her forward and then he stepped behind her and positioned his cock between her legs. As he entered her, he used one hand to grab her long, platinum hair and pull her head up. “Look, Gigi, stop thinking about that gardener and think about all the men in the audience of one of your movies with their hard cocks in their hands. Picture them, stroking it and watching you, lusting after you…” She groaned and Hunter felt the muscles of her pussy contract around him. She loved the attention, and Hunter loved how wet and excited the thought of it was making her.

Gigi pushed back against him and Hunter pulled back, sliding all the way out before slamming it back into her. He was done playing. He fucked her like an animal in heat, slamming into her over and over while the whole time she was probably still picturing all those other men watching her. He felt her pussy spasm again and she cried out loudly as she came. Hunter kept fucking her, hard and fast, until he felt a massive orgasm approaching and then he said, “You like knowing men are watching you, don’t you, Gigi?”

“Yes!”

“It makes you wet?”

“Yes!”

“Have you ever done a live show?”

She hesitated and then she said, “Once, in Mexico. I played with my pussy for over an hour and watched at least fifty guys get off as I did.”

“Fuck, that’s hot. Then what?”

“Then I got to pick one to finish me off.”

Hunter grunted out a laugh. “Just one, Gigi?”

She giggled, still breathless. “You’re so bad.”

“How bad were you?”

“I fucked three of them, in front of everyone else.” Hunter came then and it almost rocked him to his knees. Fuck, he loved that fantasy shit…although, he was pretty sure that Gigi was telling the truth.