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Sweet Dreams: Part 4
Sweet Dreams: Part 4
Strengthening The Home Front: Brandon and Jeannette recover from their earlier
mistake, then spend the day with his family.
Based on a post by Cryonic. Listen to
the Podcast at Explicit
Novels.
Mission Update.
The next day, Jeannette picked up Brandon just after lunch. “So, I think it is
time for a status update. How are things with Megan?”
“Slow, but making progress. She is at least responding to my attention now,
instead of blowing it off. I think I should be able to make a breakthrough in a
week or so, and then the real challenge begins. I’m still not sure how we are
going to pull it off, but I think once we get to know her a little it may make
our path clearer. I’m hoping that will also give us some ideas on who to look
for as a date for her too, because that is no small feat. I looked a little
earlier in the week, but I have no clue who would actually be interested in her
to start, much less willing to put up with the possibility of her constant
cruel commentary.”
“Well, I’ll be able to help you more once she opens up. Now, however, I have a
side mission I thought I’d try. It’s also one that may also take away something
that was bothering you a little.”
He tried to grill her a little as to exactly what her intent was, but she just
smirked and evaded every question. He started getting a little clue as they
pulled into the mall, and then when they headed right for Sandy’s store, he
couldn’t help but groan and move slower.
“Oh, stop being a baby. The mall is too packed for that now anyway. I just
wanted to show you something. Now, c’mon and be an adult.”
She grabbed his hand, and they entered the store. Sandy was indeed there, and
her eyes went wide and lit up. She glanced around a little self-consciously, but
couldn’t hide her massive smile to save the world. They walked straight up to
her, and Jeannette matched Sandy’s smile with a quirky grin of her own.
“Hey Sandy, good to see you again. I think there were a few other outfits I
wanted to take a look at. Do you have a minute to help us?”
Sandy’s eyes went even larger, and she nodded rapidly, and Brandon was afraid
her neck would snap with the movements of her head.
Jeannette led them back, and continued, “There are some things I saw last week,
but I got distracted and forgot to take a closer look. For example, what do you
think of this...” The girls started yammering on about clothes, and Brandon
zoned out and looked around the store, starting to get slightly bored, and
being quite a bit uneasy at the glances Sandy would give him, and the way her
eyes seemed to wander over his body. He felt almost naked in front of her in
those moments, and it was a bit disconcerting. Then again, he had seen a quite
a few bits of her body that night also, but somehow it just wasn’t the same.
At one point, Jeannette contacted him through their mental link.
Hey, pay attention here. Have you been looking at her fantasies?
No way on earth. I don’t have any desire to see what she wants to do to me, or
what she wants me to do in front of her. I’m self-conscious enough as it is, I
don’t need to seem my imperfections through her eyes.
Stop it. You are absolutely wonderful, and you need to get over yourself. No, I
mean you need to take a look. I think you will understand more once you do.
Brandon looked up then, and watched the flickering images that were her
fantasies. He was right, he did see himself added into a few of them, but there
were a few new ones as well. He glanced at Jeannette, and she nodded.
So, think we should find someone to help her fulfill the new ones?
Sure, I guess it can’t hurt.
Yeah, and it may give her a replacement for you in a few of her dreams.
Jeannette took the opportunity then to start her new plans into motion.
“So, Sandy, I have to ask, did you enjoy the other night as much as we did?”
Sandy smiled, “Well, almost as much. You got to have something a little more
fulfilling I think.”
“Well, I can’t complain about that. Although I hope you felt properly
satisfied.”
“Absolutely. It’s just that you have something that offers additional...
features.”
Brandon didn’t love being talked about as if he wasn’t there, but then again,
they were all compliments, so he couldn’t be too angry.
“Well, I was wondering about that. I was thinking that since you got the view
from the outside, how would you like to have the experience of being on the
inside?”
Brandon shot her an extremely dirty look, and he could see exact opposite
expression on Sandy’s face out of the corner of his eyes. Jeanette caught his
glance, and backpedaled quickly, realizing how she had been interpreted.
“I mean, what if I could find someone with also liked to look? How would you
like to be the one they saw?”
Brandon could see the gears turning in Sandy’s head. He already knew she was intrigued
by the idea from the fantasies she had, but she didn’t know about their
abilities, and needed to decide if this was a safe thing to admit to.
Eventually, she grinned, and nodded. “That might be interesting to try. Who do
you have in mind?”
“Oh, that will be a surprise. I will promise you that he is not sketchy in any
way, he just happens to have some similar interests. And if he likes it, maybe
we can set it up for each of you to watch the other. Even if you don’t want a
relationship, someone to share that part of you with and satisfy those cravings
might be rather nice.”
“Well, I’d prefer to know, but I guess I can trust you at this point. I guess
it’s too much to hope it’s Brandon?”, she winked as she looked straight at him.
“Sorry, him I claim as my own for now. Although if you really wanted him to
watch sometime, I’m quite positive that it could be arranged. However, I keep
him a little too busy to give you the outlet you’d prefer to have adoring you
from afar and having them at your beck and call.”
They chatted some more, exchanged phone numbers, finished up with their
selections, and then finally checked out, everyone lost in their own thoughts
of fulfilling Sandy’s dreams. Brandon glanced up at her fantasies, and the one
of being watched was almost three dimensional now, and occupied the vast
majority of the time. He still noticed the one of watching them still occupying
a significant place in her queue, but her imagination was quickly adding more
details to the new one to drive her desires.
“So, who is it?” Brandon finally questioned once they had left the store.
“Ray Ellis.” Jeanette replied simply.
Brandon pondered the selection. He was another member of the fringe at the
school, but like him it seemed to be because he had never had a breakthrough
into any of the groups. He was well liked, and respected for his intelligence,
but he didn’t flaunt it. He figured it would be a workable choice. It would
elevate him to a new social group if Sandy did decide she liked him, but
wouldn’t damage Sandy’s standing any. He realized that while he hated the idea
of cliques, he was very thoughtful that others believed them to be of prime
importance in defining who they were, so he was sensitive to not upsetting
their social standing.
“Not bad at all. Any ideas on how we let him onto this?”
“A simple note with a time and address should do the trick. Anonymous, but with
his proclivities, it should make him curious to take a look. Now, a quick
detour.”
She typed in an address to her GPS, and they soon ended up in a middle class
neighborhood. They drove by the house a few times, then Jeannette filled him
in, although he had pretty much figured it out. “Google is a wonderful thing.
That’s her house. I tried to do a street view, but they didn’t seem to do this
area. The overview was a start, but I wanted to get an idea of where we might
be able to place someone. I assume her room is over there, but I’ll ask her on
Monday. That is, unless you want to take a peak tonight....” She smiled at him,
both letting him know that she was ok with it, and that she almost expected it
of him.
“If you want to come back to ‘do research’, that is fine by me. As long as you
are with me, I don’t care. However, I want to pick out your stealth outfit. I
have some requirements.”
She smiled at him, well aware of his thought process. She turned to head to her
house, so they could relax for a while before they went scouting that night.
They had only gotten a few miles when Brandon put his hand on her knee. He was
happy she had decided to wear a skirt that day, it make this so much easier. He
caressed her knee just below the hem, and started running circles along her
inner thigh, moving ever so slowly upward on each revolution. She glanced at
him, and he smiled. “Revenge can be a good thing dear. And you certainly
deserve it after last night.”
He moved his hand father up her leg then, hitting the sweet
spot in the center of her thigh, and she audibly sighed. but kept her eyes
focused on the road in front of them. He continued to move his hand farther up,
until he finally hit the smoothness of her satin panties. He loved the feel of
running his fingers over the satin, the ease with which he could swirl his
digits over her sensitive areas.
He decided to take it up a notch, and play the game she had last night. He
whispered to her , “You like that? You like it when I play with your pussy?
When I tease your clit, and make you so wet it soaks through everything? You
like it when I slip my fingers into your tight pussy and fill it up?”
His words were definitely having an effect, and she was moaning heavily, and he
wasn’t even past her panties yet. She was definitely aroused, her lubrication
evidently overwhelming the material of her panties. He had a moment’s
hesitation that maybe this wasn’t the safest thing to do, but that only added
to the excitement, and turnabout was definitely fair play in this case.
He slid aside her sopping wet underwear, and slid his fingers along her slick
crease, enjoying the ease in which he could tease and stimulate her with this
much moisture aiding his movements. She grabbed his forearm tightly with her
free hand, stuck between wanting to stop him and wanting him to continue to
satisfy her. She luckily found a place to pull off the road soon after, and she
tilted her head back, the feeling of Brandon’s ministrations overwhelming her
and thrilling her body. She went rigid, a powerful orgasm ripping through her
body, as he teased and coaxed every aftershock to its maximum level.
Once her breathing had calmed, she smiled at him, pulled her skirt back down,
and started driving again. “There, feel better now that I had to suffer as
well? Let’s not make this a habit on long road trips though, that could be
kinda dangerous.”
Brandon loved how nonchalant she was about it. It showed an acceptance of her
sexuality and a willingness to enjoy the moment that Brandon truly appreciated.
They made their way back to her house, and planned out the upcoming night. They
assumed ten thirty to be a good time to return, making it late enough to not
have people on the streets, and giving her time to get home in case she had to
close at the store. Brandon picked out a slinky outfit for Jeannette -
extremely tight black leggings, and a close fitting black long sleeve top. He
loved the fact that he was able to watch her every catlike move in it, and that
her beautiful was so accented by the skin tight material. They stopped by
Brandon’s house on their way, and he emerged in a much less fun pair of black
jeans and heavier black sweatshirt. He was happy to be a guy at that moment, as
he knew he could never pull off Jeannette’s outfit, and the fact that she still
regarded him as sexy without it was a definite plus to being a male.
They got to Sandy’s street, and found an out of the way place to park, and
hoped no one would notice them. The made their way to her house, and Jeannette
pulled out her phone. She texted Sandy to let her in on the idea: Quick test.
Outside now. If your home, can you open a shade?
The seconds ticked by slowly, then they saw a shade slide up. The light blinked
several times on Jeannette’s phone: Sounds fun, want a little show? ;)
A quick reply back: Practice makes perfect. I’m sure both of us will enjoy the
view.
A shadowy form moved across the window, until another light was turned on it
the room, between her and the window. At that, they were able to make her out
far more clearly, and she started swaying slowly to a natural rhythm. Her eyes
were closed, and they watched her through the bushes. She splayed her fingers
through her golden hair, and let it slip in front of her, framing her face
beautifully. She began to undress then, grabbing either corner of her shirt in
her hands, and pulling it seductively over her head. She then took off her
skirt, leaving her in a sexy pink ensemble that perfectly accented her skin.
She began running her hands over her body, every once in a while stopping to
caress herself.
She then took off each side of her bra strap, and slid it
down her arms, then reached behind herself to unclasp it, finally allowing her tits
to spring free, and her already erect nipples jumped out, finally released from
their restraint. She slid her panties down, inching them down side to side,
prolonging the striptease. She finally got them all the way down, and then she
stood up, pinching a nipple in one hand, and stroking her clit rapidly in
another.
The massive mental orgasm shocked both Brendan and Jeannette out of their
reverie. The looked at each other in amazement, neither expecting this result.
They had meant to have this happen when Ray was watching, not them. They
stumbled out of the bushes, and received a text soon after: That was amazing.
Let me know when you want to do that again.
The premature effectuation of her dream was quite the stunner for the couple
however, and they quickly drove off to decide how to deal with this new
development.
Breakdowns and Warmups.
Brandon looked at Jeannette. He wasn’t quite sure what to say. They had been
attempting to redirect the attentions of Sandy, a girl whose fantasies they had
made a reality. They had first let her watch them have sex in the changing room
of the store she worked at to satisfy her voyeuristic leanings, and then they
had decided to try and explore her exhibitionist tendencies by inviting a guy
to watch her instead. However, in scoping out her house, they had contacted her
to ask which room was hers, and she had offered a show. The resulting tease had
fulfilled her fantasies again, and they had rapidly left, unsure of how to react.
Jeanette glanced over at Brandon quickly, a nervous look on her face. He was
certain she was worried he would be mad. He had been extremely upset about how
Sandy had appeared to have gotten a crush on him after the first fantasy, and
now he was probably much more firmly entrenched in her dream life after being
the viewer for her second desire coming true as well. He decided to head this
off at the pass.
“Jeannette, it’s fine. I know this was not how you intended this to play out,
and I know you were doing your best to do the right thing. Don’t worry, I am
not going to freak out about this like I did the other day, as that had a
completely different underlying issue. We made a mistake, and we will have to
just deal with it. And I’m sure we can find a way to resolve this.”
Jeannette visibly relaxed when he had finished. Her shoulders loosened, her
grip on the steering wheel unclenched, and the tight expression on her face
softened and mellowed. She still looked unhappy, but the difference was
palpable.
They returned to her house, where it was unusually quiet and dark. There was a
note on the table from Jeannette’s parents, who said they were going out for
most of the night, and not to wait up. Jeannette turned around, sighed deeply,
and slumped into Brandon’s arms. He held her close, trying to appease her
concern and her disappointment at the earlier mistake. “I think you need to
relax hun. Wouldn’t a warm shower feel really nice right about now?”
She nodded into his shoulder, and lethargically walked down the hall and up the
stairs. She appeared absolutely drained, devoid of any energy whatsoever.
Brandon followed her up the stairs, part of him worried that she might fall, so
he stayed alert to try and catch her if she did. She wearily walked into her room,
and towards her bathroom. She crossed her arms, and grabbed the edges of her
shirt, and then slid the tight fabric over her lean form. Brandon loved the way
the material glided over her skin, and the sight of her mostly bare back was
beautiful. He loved the natural curves of her exterior, from the outline of her
silhouette in to the indent and ridges of her spine, and he was struck by the
feminine grace of her form.
She reached around, and took off her bra next. She was doing it all
automatically, no sexiness or sultriness implied. This was just undressing to
her, an act she did without consideration. However, Brandon was intoxicated
with the simplicity of it all, and the way she moved, even when she wasn’t
trying to be enticing, only made him revel in her natural movements. He was
enjoying this moment of appreciating the benign, and relishing the everyday
moments that most people never notice. He was happy to just be in her presence,
and be able to experience this simple side of her, even if she didn’t have any
clue what was going on.
She stepped into the bathroom next, and turned the water on, her arm
outstretched to test the temperature. He didn’t think she even really realized
he was still there, and was just going through her rote routine, the process
she did every day without thought. He gazed at her statuesque beauty, the tight
black tights outlining her hips and long sensual legs. He saw a drop of water
slide down her hands to her elbow from the water flow, and it directed his eyes
down her toned arm to the contours of her firm and full tits. Her nipples had
stiffened in the chill of the room, and the contrast of the points to the round
swelling of her bust had a striking allure that he loved. Her form was
constantly captivating to him, and he was dumbstruck by the beauty of her
profile.
She bent down, and slid the leggings down her legs next, bending in half to get
them over her ankles, revealing the shape of her luscious ass to him, the black
G-string enticing him further by guiding his eyes down a line from her back,
splitting her cheeks perfectly, and just barely covering the softness of her
mound. She soon slid those off as well, exposing herself fully to him. He was
utterly intoxicated with the view in front of him, and he found himself bewitched
watching her do such simple things, awestruck continuously by the figure of the
woman he loved with all his heart.
She stepped into the shower next, and stood with her head against the wall,
letting the water run over her shoulders and back, allowing the warmth to try
and ease the tension built up in her body. Brandon took off his shirt so he
didn’t get wet, then walked over and started to lightly massage her neck, his
thumb and middle finger rubbing circles into her tight muscles. She sighed
slightly, and arched back up into him a little, inviting him to continue his
ministrations. He moved up a little higher on the neck, getting into the
grooves under her skull, and methodically and gently worked the tension out of
her neck. She barely moved at all during this, her head still resting on the
tile as he eased his fingers over her taut tendons. Water was already running
down his torso from his arm, soaking his pants and running to the floor, so he
released her neck for a moment to finally undress himself and join her fully.
He stepped in behind her, and slid both hands over her back and up to her
shoulders, where he resumed kneading her tight muscles. He shivered a little
involuntarily, the heat from the shower not completely warming up the room yet,
and other than his hands and arms which were heated from the flowing water, his
skin was covered with goosebumps from the slight chill. Jeannette must have
felt the shudder, for she finally lifted her head off of the tile, and turned
around to face him. The disappointment and discouragement on her face as she
looked up at him broke his heart, her eyes looking like those of a puppy who
knows they have done something wrong, and wishing for absolution. He wrapped
his arms around her, and they both stood under the warm water, which he hoped
would warm her through to her soul. He felt her shake haltingly, and he
realized she was sobbing into his shoulder, her body trembling with each
staggered breath. He clenched her even more tightly to his body, unsure of what
he could possibly do to help her, not even really knowing why she was this
upset over something so small.
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Strengthening The Home Front: Brandon and Jeannette recover from their earlier
mistake, then spend the day with his family.
Based on a post by Cryonic. Listen to
the Podcast at Explicit
Novels.
Mission Update.
The next day, Jeannette picked up Brandon just after lunch. “So, I think it is
time for a status update. How are things with Megan?”
“Slow, but making progress. She is at least responding to my attention now,
instead of blowing it off. I think I should be able to make a breakthrough in a
week or so, and then the real challenge begins. I’m still not sure how we are
going to pull it off, but I think once we get to know her a little it may make
our path clearer. I’m hoping that will also give us some ideas on who to look
for as a date for her too, because that is no small feat. I looked a little
earlier in the week, but I have no clue who would actually be interested in her
to start, much less willing to put up with the possibility of her constant
cruel commentary.”
“Well, I’ll be able to help you more once she opens up. Now, however, I have a
side mission I thought I’d try. It’s also one that may also take away something
that was bothering you a little.”
He tried to grill her a little as to exactly what her intent was, but she just
smirked and evaded every question. He started getting a little clue as they
pulled into the mall, and then when they headed right for Sandy’s store, he
couldn’t help but groan and move slower.
“Oh, stop being a baby. The mall is too packed for that now anyway. I just
wanted to show you something. Now, c’mon and be an adult.”
She grabbed his hand, and they entered the store. Sandy was indeed there, and
her eyes went wide and lit up. She glanced around a little self-consciously, but
couldn’t hide her massive smile to save the world. They walked straight up to
her, and Jeannette matched Sandy’s smile with a quirky grin of her own.
“Hey Sandy, good to see you again. I think there were a few other outfits I
wanted to take a look at. Do you have a minute to help us?”
Sandy’s eyes went even larger, and she nodded rapidly, and Brandon was afraid
her neck would snap with the movements of her head.
Jeannette led them back, and continued, “There are some things I saw last week,
but I got distracted and forgot to take a closer look. For example, what do you
think of this...” The girls started yammering on about clothes, and Brandon
zoned out and looked around the store, starting to get slightly bored, and
being quite a bit uneasy at the glances Sandy would give him, and the way her
eyes seemed to wander over his body. He felt almost naked in front of her in
those moments, and it was a bit disconcerting. Then again, he had seen a quite
a few bits of her body that night also, but somehow it just wasn’t the same.
At one point, Jeannette contacted him through their mental link.
Hey, pay attention here. Have you been looking at her fantasies?
No way on earth. I don’t have any desire to see what she wants to do to me, or
what she wants me to do in front of her. I’m self-conscious enough as it is, I
don’t need to seem my imperfections through her eyes.
Stop it. You are absolutely wonderful, and you need to get over yourself. No, I
mean you need to take a look. I think you will understand more once you do.
Brandon looked up then, and watched the flickering images that were her
fantasies. He was right, he did see himself added into a few of them, but there
were a few new ones as well. He glanced at Jeannette, and she nodded.
So, think we should find someone to help her fulfill the new ones?
Sure, I guess it can’t hurt.
Yeah, and it may give her a replacement for you in a few of her dreams.
Jeannette took the opportunity then to start her new plans into motion.
“So, Sandy, I have to ask, did you enjoy the other night as much as we did?”
Sandy smiled, “Well, almost as much. You got to have something a little more
fulfilling I think.”
“Well, I can’t complain about that. Although I hope you felt properly
satisfied.”
“Absolutely. It’s just that you have something that offers additional...
features.”
Brandon didn’t love being talked about as if he wasn’t there, but then again,
they were all compliments, so he couldn’t be too angry.
“Well, I was wondering about that. I was thinking that since you got the view
from the outside, how would you like to have the experience of being on the
inside?”
Brandon shot her an extremely dirty look, and he could see exact opposite
expression on Sandy’s face out of the corner of his eyes. Jeanette caught his
glance, and backpedaled quickly, realizing how she had been interpreted.
“I mean, what if I could find someone with also liked to look? How would you
like to be the one they saw?”
Brandon could see the gears turning in Sandy’s head. He already knew she was intrigued
by the idea from the fantasies she had, but she didn’t know about their
abilities, and needed to decide if this was a safe thing to admit to.
Eventually, she grinned, and nodded. “That might be interesting to try. Who do
you have in mind?”
“Oh, that will be a surprise. I will promise you that he is not sketchy in any
way, he just happens to have some similar interests. And if he likes it, maybe
we can set it up for each of you to watch the other. Even if you don’t want a
relationship, someone to share that part of you with and satisfy those cravings
might be rather nice.”
“Well, I’d prefer to know, but I guess I can trust you at this point. I guess
it’s too much to hope it’s Brandon?”, she winked as she looked straight at him.
“Sorry, him I claim as my own for now. Although if you really wanted him to
watch sometime, I’m quite positive that it could be arranged. However, I keep
him a little too busy to give you the outlet you’d prefer to have adoring you
from afar and having them at your beck and call.”
They chatted some more, exchanged phone numbers, finished up with their
selections, and then finally checked out, everyone lost in their own thoughts
of fulfilling Sandy’s dreams. Brandon glanced up at her fantasies, and the one
of being watched was almost three dimensional now, and occupied the vast
majority of the time. He still noticed the one of watching them still occupying
a significant place in her queue, but her imagination was quickly adding more
details to the new one to drive her desires.
“So, who is it?” Brandon finally questioned once they had left the store.
“Ray Ellis.” Jeanette replied simply.
Brandon pondered the selection. He was another member of the fringe at the
school, but like him it seemed to be because he had never had a breakthrough
into any of the groups. He was well liked, and respected for his intelligence,
but he didn’t flaunt it. He figured it would be a workable choice. It would
elevate him to a new social group if Sandy did decide she liked him, but
wouldn’t damage Sandy’s standing any. He realized that while he hated the idea
of cliques, he was very thoughtful that others believed them to be of prime
importance in defining who they were, so he was sensitive to not upsetting
their social standing.
“Not bad at all. Any ideas on how we let him onto this?”
“A simple note with a time and address should do the trick. Anonymous, but with
his proclivities, it should make him curious to take a look. Now, a quick
detour.”
She typed in an address to her GPS, and they soon ended up in a middle class
neighborhood. They drove by the house a few times, then Jeannette filled him
in, although he had pretty much figured it out. “Google is a wonderful thing.
That’s her house. I tried to do a street view, but they didn’t seem to do this
area. The overview was a start, but I wanted to get an idea of where we might
be able to place someone. I assume her room is over there, but I’ll ask her on
Monday. That is, unless you want to take a peak tonight....” She smiled at him,
both letting him know that she was ok with it, and that she almost expected it
of him.
“If you want to come back to ‘do research’, that is fine by me. As long as you
are with me, I don’t care. However, I want to pick out your stealth outfit. I
have some requirements.”
She smiled at him, well aware of his thought process. She turned to head to her
house, so they could relax for a while before they went scouting that night.
They had only gotten a few miles when Brandon put his hand on her knee. He was
happy she had decided to wear a skirt that day, it make this so much easier. He
caressed her knee just below the hem, and started running circles along her
inner thigh, moving ever so slowly upward on each revolution. She glanced at
him, and he smiled. “Revenge can be a good thing dear. And you certainly
deserve it after last night.”
He moved his hand father up her leg then, hitting the sweet
spot in the center of her thigh, and she audibly sighed. but kept her eyes
focused on the road in front of them. He continued to move his hand farther up,
until he finally hit the smoothness of her satin panties. He loved the feel of
running his fingers over the satin, the ease with which he could swirl his
digits over her sensitive areas.
He decided to take it up a notch, and play the game she had last night. He
whispered to her , “You like that? You like it when I play with your pussy?
When I tease your clit, and make you so wet it soaks through everything? You
like it when I slip my fingers into your tight pussy and fill it up?”
His words were definitely having an effect, and she was moaning heavily, and he
wasn’t even past her panties yet. She was definitely aroused, her lubrication
evidently overwhelming the material of her panties. He had a moment’s
hesitation that maybe this wasn’t the safest thing to do, but that only added
to the excitement, and turnabout was definitely fair play in this case.
He slid aside her sopping wet underwear, and slid his fingers along her slick
crease, enjoying the ease in which he could tease and stimulate her with this
much moisture aiding his movements. She grabbed his forearm tightly with her
free hand, stuck between wanting to stop him and wanting him to continue to
satisfy her. She luckily found a place to pull off the road soon after, and she
tilted her head back, the feeling of Brandon’s ministrations overwhelming her
and thrilling her body. She went rigid, a powerful orgasm ripping through her
body, as he teased and coaxed every aftershock to its maximum level.
Once her breathing had calmed, she smiled at him, pulled her skirt back down,
and started driving again. “There, feel better now that I had to suffer as
well? Let’s not make this a habit on long road trips though, that could be
kinda dangerous.”
Brandon loved how nonchalant she was about it. It showed an acceptance of her
sexuality and a willingness to enjoy the moment that Brandon truly appreciated.
They made their way back to her house, and planned out the upcoming night. They
assumed ten thirty to be a good time to return, making it late enough to not
have people on the streets, and giving her time to get home in case she had to
close at the store. Brandon picked out a slinky outfit for Jeannette -
extremely tight black leggings, and a close fitting black long sleeve top. He
loved the fact that he was able to watch her every catlike move in it, and that
her beautiful was so accented by the skin tight material. They stopped by
Brandon’s house on their way, and he emerged in a much less fun pair of black
jeans and heavier black sweatshirt. He was happy to be a guy at that moment, as
he knew he could never pull off Jeannette’s outfit, and the fact that she still
regarded him as sexy without it was a definite plus to being a male.
They got to Sandy’s street, and found an out of the way place to park, and
hoped no one would notice them. The made their way to her house, and Jeannette
pulled out her phone. She texted Sandy to let her in on the idea: Quick test.
Outside now. If your home, can you open a shade?
The seconds ticked by slowly, then they saw a shade slide up. The light blinked
several times on Jeannette’s phone: Sounds fun, want a little show? ;)
A quick reply back: Practice makes perfect. I’m sure both of us will enjoy the
view.
A shadowy form moved across the window, until another light was turned on it
the room, between her and the window. At that, they were able to make her out
far more clearly, and she started swaying slowly to a natural rhythm. Her eyes
were closed, and they watched her through the bushes. She splayed her fingers
through her golden hair, and let it slip in front of her, framing her face
beautifully. She began to undress then, grabbing either corner of her shirt in
her hands, and pulling it seductively over her head. She then took off her
skirt, leaving her in a sexy pink ensemble that perfectly accented her skin.
She began running her hands over her body, every once in a while stopping to
caress herself.
She then took off each side of her bra strap, and slid it
down her arms, then reached behind herself to unclasp it, finally allowing her tits
to spring free, and her already erect nipples jumped out, finally released from
their restraint. She slid her panties down, inching them down side to side,
prolonging the striptease. She finally got them all the way down, and then she
stood up, pinching a nipple in one hand, and stroking her clit rapidly in
another.
The massive mental orgasm shocked both Brendan and Jeannette out of their
reverie. The looked at each other in amazement, neither expecting this result.
They had meant to have this happen when Ray was watching, not them. They
stumbled out of the bushes, and received a text soon after: That was amazing.
Let me know when you want to do that again.
The premature effectuation of her dream was quite the stunner for the couple
however, and they quickly drove off to decide how to deal with this new
development.
Breakdowns and Warmups.
Brandon looked at Jeannette. He wasn’t quite sure what to say. They had been
attempting to redirect the attentions of Sandy, a girl whose fantasies they had
made a reality. They had first let her watch them have sex in the changing room
of the store she worked at to satisfy her voyeuristic leanings, and then they
had decided to try and explore her exhibitionist tendencies by inviting a guy
to watch her instead. However, in scoping out her house, they had contacted her
to ask which room was hers, and she had offered a show. The resulting tease had
fulfilled her fantasies again, and they had rapidly left, unsure of how to react.
Jeanette glanced over at Brandon quickly, a nervous look on her face. He was
certain she was worried he would be mad. He had been extremely upset about how
Sandy had appeared to have gotten a crush on him after the first fantasy, and
now he was probably much more firmly entrenched in her dream life after being
the viewer for her second desire coming true as well. He decided to head this
off at the pass.
“Jeannette, it’s fine. I know this was not how you intended this to play out,
and I know you were doing your best to do the right thing. Don’t worry, I am
not going to freak out about this like I did the other day, as that had a
completely different underlying issue. We made a mistake, and we will have to
just deal with it. And I’m sure we can find a way to resolve this.”
Jeannette visibly relaxed when he had finished. Her shoulders loosened, her
grip on the steering wheel unclenched, and the tight expression on her face
softened and mellowed. She still looked unhappy, but the difference was
palpable.
They returned to her house, where it was unusually quiet and dark. There was a
note on the table from Jeannette’s parents, who said they were going out for
most of the night, and not to wait up. Jeannette turned around, sighed deeply,
and slumped into Brandon’s arms. He held her close, trying to appease her
concern and her disappointment at the earlier mistake. “I think you need to
relax hun. Wouldn’t a warm shower feel really nice right about now?”
She nodded into his shoulder, and lethargically walked down the hall and up the
stairs. She appeared absolutely drained, devoid of any energy whatsoever.
Brandon followed her up the stairs, part of him worried that she might fall, so
he stayed alert to try and catch her if she did. She wearily walked into her room,
and towards her bathroom. She crossed her arms, and grabbed the edges of her
shirt, and then slid the tight fabric over her lean form. Brandon loved the way
the material glided over her skin, and the sight of her mostly bare back was
beautiful. He loved the natural curves of her exterior, from the outline of her
silhouette in to the indent and ridges of her spine, and he was struck by the
feminine grace of her form.
She reached around, and took off her bra next. She was doing it all
automatically, no sexiness or sultriness implied. This was just undressing to
her, an act she did without consideration. However, Brandon was intoxicated
with the simplicity of it all, and the way she moved, even when she wasn’t
trying to be enticing, only made him revel in her natural movements. He was
enjoying this moment of appreciating the benign, and relishing the everyday
moments that most people never notice. He was happy to just be in her presence,
and be able to experience this simple side of her, even if she didn’t have any
clue what was going on.
She stepped into the bathroom next, and turned the water on, her arm
outstretched to test the temperature. He didn’t think she even really realized
he was still there, and was just going through her rote routine, the process
she did every day without thought. He gazed at her statuesque beauty, the tight
black tights outlining her hips and long sensual legs. He saw a drop of water
slide down her hands to her elbow from the water flow, and it directed his eyes
down her toned arm to the contours of her firm and full tits. Her nipples had
stiffened in the chill of the room, and the contrast of the points to the round
swelling of her bust had a striking allure that he loved. Her form was
constantly captivating to him, and he was dumbstruck by the beauty of her
profile.
She bent down, and slid the leggings down her legs next, bending in half to get
them over her ankles, revealing the shape of her luscious ass to him, the black
G-string enticing him further by guiding his eyes down a line from her back,
splitting her cheeks perfectly, and just barely covering the softness of her
mound. She soon slid those off as well, exposing herself fully to him. He was
utterly intoxicated with the view in front of him, and he found himself bewitched
watching her do such simple things, awestruck continuously by the figure of the
woman he loved with all his heart.
She stepped into the shower next, and stood with her head against the wall,
letting the water run over her shoulders and back, allowing the warmth to try
and ease the tension built up in her body. Brandon took off his shirt so he
didn’t get wet, then walked over and started to lightly massage her neck, his
thumb and middle finger rubbing circles into her tight muscles. She sighed
slightly, and arched back up into him a little, inviting him to continue his
ministrations. He moved up a little higher on the neck, getting into the
grooves under her skull, and methodically and gently worked the tension out of
her neck. She barely moved at all during this, her head still resting on the
tile as he eased his fingers over her taut tendons. Water was already running
down his torso from his arm, soaking his pants and running to the floor, so he
released her neck for a moment to finally undress himself and join her fully.
He stepped in behind her, and slid both hands over her back and up to her
shoulders, where he resumed kneading her tight muscles. He shivered a little
involuntarily, the heat from the shower not completely warming up the room yet,
and other than his hands and arms which were heated from the flowing water, his
skin was covered with goosebumps from the slight chill. Jeannette must have
felt the shudder, for she finally lifted her head off of the tile, and turned
around to face him. The disappointment and discouragement on her face as she
looked up at him broke his heart, her eyes looking like those of a puppy who
knows they have done something wrong, and wishing for absolution. He wrapped
his arms around her, and they both stood under the warm water, which he hoped
would warm her through to her soul. He felt her shake haltingly, and he
realized she was sobbing into his shoulder, her body trembling with each
staggered breath. He clenched her even more tightly to his body, unsure of what
he could possibly do to help her, not even really knowing why she was this
upset over something so small.