It dawns on me I didn’t tell Claire what she needed to get from my apartment for the dry cleaners. I start to text her, but I have a better idea. I pull up the security feed for my place on my personal laptop.

I watch as she examines my apartment. Probably thinks I’m a slob. They all do.

She smiles to herself as she picks up a picture from the mantle. I follow her as she walks up the stairs, swaying her hips, making my cock hard. One could argue that it’s wrong to spy on her, but it’s my fucking apartment and I do what I want.

With every step she takes, her skirt rides up her thighs a little more and I see a little more of her ass. I wonder what color her panties are? I bet she wears white cotton. Pure and innocent.

Jaxson always brags about what a good girl she is. It almost seems like she’s his own daughter sometimes. I always roll my eyes. He never shuts up about her. I think he forgets she’s in her mid-twenties.

I blink a few times when I see what’s happening on the screen. Apparently, she’s a curious woman. I lean toward the computer when she examines the camera I have set up at the foot of my bed.

Well, this just got entertaining.

Her fingers run along the buttons…tempted to spy on her boss. My cock grows a little harder and I zoom in on her.

Go ahead. Push that button, Claire. Don’t be shy.

I grin to myself.

Well, fuck me—she just hit play.

But here’s the real question—will she run away or stay and watch?

I have a healthy sexual appetite. I love pussy and I’m a kinky bastard. Sweet Claire isn’t even scratching the surface with this video. It was just a routine Monday night. I should put a stop to this but when I see her touching herself I can’t bring myself to do anything but watch. In fact, being the bastard I am, I close the blinds to my office and sink down in my chair.

“Oops. How’d that happen?”

Somehow my cock is out of my pants. Better take care of that. Must be a sign from up above.

My cock aches, just hard as a fucking rock, when she moves to my bed and sits on the edge with her skirt hiked up.

You naughty little bitch.

Her panties are sexier than I’d guessed. I never dreamed she’d be turned on watching me fuck two other women, but she is. I figured the second she hit play I’d be getting slapped when she returned.

I zoom in closer and watch her stuff her fingers in the pretty little pink pussy. I grip my cock, stroking myself as I watch little Miss Innocent ride her hand. Her head flies back, dark hair fanned out on my sheets. Her thick lips part and she brings her fingers up and sucks them into her mouth, moaning as she tastes herself.

Christ, she’s fucking sexy.

I jerk my cock harder and faster imagining her lips wrapped around me, sucking me to the back of her throat.

Fucking her would be poetry. I’d love to look into her eyes while I feed her my dick.

Jesus, I’m about to blow already.

A shudder travels down my spine and my balls tighten before I blow all over my hand. Wave after wave. I’m still busting into my hand when I text her with the other. She’s fucking with my stuff, so it’s only natural I should fuck with her. She needs to be punished for making me jerk off on my hand like some teenage boy.

Claire looks up when the phone goes off, but doesn’t stop pleasing herself on my sheets. It takes everything I have not to drive over there and finish the job for her.

I start calling and she ignores all of them.

It pisses me off. My jaw ticks as she finishes up then races around my room in an orgasm-induced haze.

I finally get her on the phone. Even her goddamn voice nearly has me hard again. I need her back in the office now.

I’m fucking starving, but not for food. I want my cock in her tight cunt as soon as possible.

I grab a tissue from my desk to clean up.

Then I wait.