The charming couple that prompted Morgan’s revelation to Ellie about his feelings—and the house—had long since left. As previous game days had predicted, the diner was empty save for her and Morgan. Even the cook had closed the kitchen early and left.
What was it about commitment that turned women on so? Morgan hadn’t even suggested big commitment, like a marriage proposal or anything, but with only a half hour to go it was all Ellie could to keep from dragging Morgan into the back and having her way with him.
Even more seductive than him buying a house in order to be close to her, was the way Morgan had completely made a fool of himself all because he thought she was getting harassed. That he could lose control like that for her was a complete turn on, even though she’d never tell him that. But as she gazed longingly at Morgan while she finished putting glassware away, she could tell that he looked troubled for some reason.
Ellie sighed and walked over to the OPEN sign that hung in the front of the diner and flipped it over to CLOSED. She locked the door. “I doubt there’ll be anyone else coming in tonight.” She walked back towards Morgan who still sat at the coffee bar counter with a dazed look on his face. “Are you okay?” she asked him.
Morgan turned to look at her with his brilliant grey eyes. He let out a sigh and pulled Ellie close. “I’m perfect,” he said.
She’d held off long enough. “Come on,” she said and led him by his loosened tie.
“Where are we going?” he asked.
“To my locker,” she said as she pulled the zipper to her top down.
Morgan grinned. “And, what are we doing at your locker?”
Ellie smiled. “I need to get out of this uniform,” she said. They had rounded the corner and were back in the employee area. Ellie pushed Morgan back against the wall. “And I really want you right now.”
“You want me, huh? Be more specific. What exactly do you want me for?”
Ellie wondered if she should take the bait. Why not? Morgan loved it when she talked dirty.
The man couldn’t believe his luck. With the skills he had, it had been so easy to walk into Ellie’s job, pry into her personal conversations, and plant a tiny camera in the employee lounge without even being asked what he was doing.
Look at her throw herself onto that pretty boy, Morgan. Like a dog in heat.
He adjusted the volume on the live video that was streaming to his cell phone.
I want to fuck you. Ellie’s voice came across loud and clear.
The man’s eyes widened as he gazed into his cell phone, which currently was the sole recipient of the live stream being fed to it from the tiny camera that he hid between a stack of towels. Was he so lucky that he could get Ellie having sex on camera on the first try?
At the moment he cared very little either way. He made sure that the video was being saved to a designated personal file where he could retrieve it any time he wanted to. He leaned back and eased into his chair within the comfort of his own home and prepared to watch Ellie and Morgan have sex.
He watched Ellie undress on the screen—down to her seductive lace panties and bra. “Oh, you little tease,” he said as he unzipped his pants and reached inside. “Only you are capable of giving it life.” He stroked himself it as he watched Ellie push Morgan back onto the table while she undid his pants. He hated the thought of her touching Morgan, but was so turned on by what he was witnessing, that he hardly cared about that, either, at the moment.
“Yes, you hungry little vixen.” He watched Ellie sensuously get down on her knees in between Morgan’s thighs and with his cock in her hand, she ran her tongue from the base all the way up to the tip and then engulfed it with her sweet, rosy, lips.
“Oh,” he said with a sigh. He started to harden as he watched Ellie slip her hand inside her panties while she attended to Morgan. “Oh, my. What a naughty little girl.”
The very high tech, but very disposable camera that he had planted was top of the line and disguised as a small LEGO block. It was also wireless. He’d used it before on these little projects. If anyone found it, it would most likely get tossed in the trash. However, before it was discovered, it allowed him a variety of options for angles and close ups. From the app he had downloaded onto his phone, he adjusted the camera angle to focus on Ellie.
He watched her arouse herself as she gave head to only a dick. He had closed in on Ellie, leaving most of Morgan out of the frame. This made the experience better in his mind. “Now, take your bra off, sweetie,” he urged. “Let me see your succulent breasts.”
As if he had sent a telepathic command to Morgan somehow, two hands reached behind Ellie to remove her bra. Now she wore only panties.
His breathing became shallow as he focused intently on Ellie’s every seductive move. And for the first time ever, he lay eyes on her magnificent, bare breasts. “Oh, Ellie,” he breathed as his cock swelled.
He imagined that it was his hand on her breasts, instead of Morgan’s, and rubbed his thumb and forefinger together as he watched Morgan do with Ellie’s nipple in between. Seeing her reaction—the way she arched her back, offering herself—excited him even more.
“Damn!” he exclaimed as his strokes lengthened along with his dick.
Ellie stood up while Morgan finished removing his clothes. She finally took her panties off.
He felt so pleased to see that she preferred the clean shaven look, as did he. He imagined running his tongue over the delicate, fleshy lips nestled between her firm thighs. He was certain Morgan wouldn’t waste an opportunity to feast on such succulent and inviting flesh.
He was both angered and aroused to see Ellie climb atop the table and straddle Morgan.
“The rich imbecile isn’t even going to return the favor,” he grumbled, but pushed the thought aside as he watched Ellie turn so her back faced Morgan.
Now she faced the camera head on, as she hovered over Morgan, who lay flat on the table.
“Oh, my god,” the man breathed, as he prepared to watch Ellie insert Morgan’s huge, glistening cock into her moist slit. He quickly adjusted the camera to close in even more on Ellie.
She lowered herself in the most graceful manner and positioned the tip of Morgan’s cock at her entrance. “Oh, fuck,” she said as she took him in half way. She leaned back on her palms and spread her legs open wide, giving him, the viewer a most intimate view.
“Yes,” he prompted breathlessly, his strokes becoming more urgent.
At this angle, it was easy for him to imagine that she sat atop his own cock. He focused on her movements, trying to match her passion to his own. He would try to come when she did. He watched Ellie bounce on a cock that looked impossibly huge. With amazing clarity and precise detail, he watched her pussy open and slowly take his entire length in.
Her moans were coming through louder and her movements more pronounced. He reached for the lotion on the table next to the sofa and lubricated his hand. “You’re such a dirty little girl, aren’t you,” he said through ragged breathing.
The cock that Ellie sat atop now glistened with her juices, but she hadn’t come yet.
He studied her facial expressions and determined that she was experiencing great pleasure. “You could experience that same pleasure on my cock.”
He saw a hand reach around to fondle Ellie’s breast and her welcoming reaction to it. Again, he pretended to fondle her nipple as he stroked with one hand.
Ellie was panting heavily, now. “Oh, fuck Morgan, I’m coming,” she gasped out.
Enraptured, the man viewing them watched her tight little sheath swallow Morgan’s cock completely as she convulsed atop him. The fleshy lips of her slit flushed deep red, as did her entire body. Her face tensed before it relaxed, her body becoming slightly limp.
He cursed as he had not yet reached climax, but was thrilled to see Morgan position her in some other demeaning way that he could surely enjoy.
“Get on your knees, babe,” Morgan ordered.
Entirely mesmerized, he watched as Ellie quickly and seductively complied, keeping low to the table and letting her sweet creamy ass hang over the edge of the table where Morgan caressed her soft, firm cheeks.
“Mm, I love your ass, sweet girl,” Morgan growled.
Ellie wiggled it a little while Morgan rubbed the tip of his cock over her clit.
“Mmm, and I love your cock,” she replied.
The man scoffed. “Oh, get on with it.” With envy, he watched Morgan take hold of Ellie’s hair with one hand and pull her head back as he slipped in from behind.
“Oh, yes,” he said, disgusted with himself for wanting Morgan to use more force.
It should be him behind Ellie, not that refined playboy. He knew exactly what he would love to do to Ellie, given the right situation. As he watched Morgan ram Ellie from behind, he allowed his secret fantasy to play out in his mind.
It was the one where he had complete control over Ellie because she was bound and gagged and at his mercy. In this fantasy, his every erotic wish would come true. He’d feast on Ellie’s succulent breasts as she squirmed against her restraints. But oh, the look on her face as slowly, she began to feel the pleasure that his lips, tongue, and fingers would bring to her sensitive nipples.
She would naturally fight it at first, though.
Yes, he fully anticipated Ellie to reject his advances, but he would ignore her pleas and push on through with his endeavors because in his fantasy, Ellie would grow to love the feeling of his mouth on her breasts and invite him to do more, as he had seen her invite Morgan to do more. That would be his cue to allow his fingers to probe her deep, wet, center.
She would still resist, however futile her effort, so he would have to demonstrate to her who was in command. He’d start by giving her a firm-handed smack on her luscious ass. She’d try to squirm away, trying to anticipate when the next one would come, but her movements would only make him want to devour her more.
With her bound and gagged the way he pictured it in his fantasy, her most private parts would be wide open and accessible to him. He would have only to position her in a desired way in order to probe, lick, touch, taste, or any number of other actions he would be sure to try on her before finally sating himself on her delicate flesh. In this fantasy, he would definitely perform cunnilingus on her.
Oh, yes. Ellie would be a forever changed woman after that encounter, because she would never want to go back to Morgan. She’d beg only for the feel of his hot tongue on her, instead. Not to brag, but he considered himself among those most gifted when it came to that sexual act. He would be sure to demonstrate why to Ellie.
To amplify her pleasure, he had a modest but most effective collection of toys that could both pleasure and humiliate her. Both results would delight him immensely.
As badly as we wanted to taste her delicate little pussy, he had to consider the possibility that she may have just come from Morgan’s bed. There was that to contend with, still.
The thought of Morgan snapped him from his fantasy, but he focused instead on the one playing out before him.
He watched Morgan’s taut body tense as he pumped deep into Ellie’s tight little pussy. The expression on his face displayed pure ecstasy and made his hatred for Morgan deepen.
He turned to focus on Ellie instead, and saw that she panted rapidly, pushing herself against Morgan’s hard body as she sought a second release. Seeing her body beg for him, Morgan raised her leg up high with one hand, to get into her from a different angle. This made Ellie mewl like a kitten as she lowered her top half so that her face rested against the wooden table. Morgan hugged her creamy white thigh with one arm and rubbed Ellie’s clit with his free hand, all while he pumped into her with his thick cock.
The viewer’s shaft grew even more rigid. He squeezed a little more lubricant in his hand without taking his eyes off of Ellie, and continued stroking himself. “Yes, Ellie. Please come for me.” He could feel the sexual tension build up as his cock swelled in his hand.
Morgan threw his head back and grunted while Ellie ground her center into his groin. Her face contorted into a mixture of desperate anxiousness and long awaited release as Morgan pulled her hips into his, pushing even deeper into her as his cock erupted inside.
The man’s eyes rolled back as he came. “Ohooo,” he uttered as streams of hot, sticky cum spurted out from his cock. His body tensed and convulsed, until finally sated, he slumped back into his chair and let out a long sigh while he recovered from the powerful climax he had experienced. He had trouble getting it up for anyone. Except her and now he’d come because of her. “I'll have her as my own,” he vowed.
He glanced back at the small cell phone screen and saw Morgan pull out, looking sated, as well. Soon, it would be his turn, he thought. Soon, it would be him pulling his cock from Ellie’s hungry little nether mouth after she’d milked it dry.