There was a knock on her door, and she sat up quickly. "Yes?"

It was the bathroom door that opened, and Danny hurried in without even looking at her. He crossed to her window and looked outside.

"Mom's up to something weird," he said, turning back toward her. Then he smiled, eyes wide as saucers. "Oh, you found my gift."

"And you interrupted me," she said, laying back again. She resumed moving her tool inside of herself, wanting to give him a real good show. "You want to jerk off?" she asked. "You can if you want to."

"Yes, I definitely do, but there's something going on outside."

"What?" She paused.

"Oh, don't stop, El. God that looks good." Danny's voice was hoarse and in need, and Elaine opened her eyes to look at him as he said, "Jesus, I wish we could play doctor again."

"Ahhhh," was all she could say as she came, tightening her young cunt on the vibrating tool. She lay quietly a moment and then pulled it out. "Thank you, Danny. This is probably the best present I've ever gotten."

"Well, gee, I guess I figured you needed it." He sat on the bed and put his hand on her knee. "Can I examine you later? See if you need any medical treatment?"

"Um, I don't know. You can't fuck me, if that's what you're planning."

"No, hell, I mean just like when we were kids."

"Sure, okay," she said. "But the doctor has to be naked, too."

God, I hope so." Then Danny remembered the activity outside. "But first come look at this. Your window has a better view." He hurried around to turn off her light and then returned to the window and crouched to peer through as his naked sister joined him.

"What is it?"

"It's Mom. She's at the fence staring over at the Trent house."

"What?"

"Yeah, it's like she's spying on their back yard."

#

That was exactly what she was doing, of course. She was spying on Charles Trent as he spied through his own bedroom window.

Charles slipped one hand down into his pants to adjust himself but didn't linger there. Instead, he looked through the window and smiled, occasionally looking at his watch. Clearly, the window peeping part of the game wasn't the part he liked best. Emily wondered how soon he would go inside.

"Emily?" Robert called from the house. "Oh, there you . . ." He quieted down as she dropped down from her perch making shushing motions. He was expecting some outdoor nookie, so he wasn't confused by her need for silence.

Emily caught up to him just beside the garage and whispered urgently. "I want to show you something," she said. "Be really, really quiet."

"What you going to show me? Your pussy?" Robert grinned.

Yeah, but something else." She motioned him to the fence and soon they were both standing on the garden bench so that they could see over it. Charles Trent was still crouched outside the window. "Look at that," she whispered.

"She probably likes him to watch," he whispered back.

"What? You know?"

Robert stifled a laugh and crouched down below the fence. "She likes to clean house naked in the morning," he said, when his wife crouched beside him. "I figure that it's different strokes for different folks. It follows that they'd play this game."

Emily felt relieved that she didn't have to explain much but annoyed that he'd been enjoying the show without telling her.

"Why didn't you tell me about her?"

Didn't know how you'd react. Might not like her any more. Worse yet, might accuse me of a wandering eye."

"I might not . . . oh, well, I suppose there wasn't much point in telling."

"How'd you find out?" Robert asked his wife.

"Caught her sneaking naked to her car on Wednesday," Emily admitted. "She confessed all. In fact, she told me about their Friday night fun. She hinted that she wouldn't object if someone were to be peeking in on them while they did it."

"Were you planning on window peeping?" Robert asked, feeling an evening of very dirty fun coming on. "Without me?"

"Wanted to see if they were doing it first." Emily stood up on the bench again. Charles was just moving away from the window toward the door. "He's headed in," she told her husband. "Do you wanna go look?"

"Hell yeah," he said. "I mean, since she won't object, and all."

"Exactly."

They hurried up to the corner of their garage in time to see Charles enter his side door and close it behind them. Then they crept around both garages and into the Trent yard, being careful to stay back far enough so the light from the window wouldn't hit them. They were so eager to gain a vantage point that they were unaware that two other forms had emerged from their house and taken up the position they'd just vacated.

Robert and Emily got in position just in time to see the fully clothed Charles Trent enter the room and snatch Patty from the bed. He lifted her, kicking and punching lightly at his head up and then pushed her down to secure one wrist with a loop of rope. Before letting her up, he looked the rope around her neck and downs to her other wrist, where he twisted it and tied the end to her waist. It didn't look like a terribly secure binding, but then it wasn't really supposed to be.

Robert's cock was hard instantly, and Emily's pussy seemed to flood with juice at the sight of them. And the feelings only got more intense when Charles stripped off his clothing (throwing his wife back to the bed several times as he did) and unleashed his huge cock. Yup, ten inches, and boy was he hard.

See," Robert whispered to his wife. "Told you he was big. Bet you'd like to fuck that monster."

"I'm a married woman," she replied. "You know I'm faithful."

"Faithful, but not dead," he replied. "I bet your pussy is soaked right now. I know my cock is hard."

"Yes, but . . ."

"But nothing. You wouldn't have wanted to peek if you didn't want to see," he said. He reached down to place his hand on her crotch, massaging slowly. "And fantasize. Right?"

"Does Patty make you hard?" Emily sighed, opening her legs a bit for him to rub her. "You can tell me, you know."

"I used to imagine the two of us peeking in her window in the mornings while she was working her vacuum," he said. "I thought it would be cool if we fucked why watching."

In the Trent bedroom, Patty was sucking Charles cock while he pulled her head back and forth on the shaft by her hair. Then he turned her, rubbing his cock on her butt before jamming it in, still pulling back on her hair. Patty's eyes moved back and forth on the window. Apparently, she was trying to see outside .