The Girl Next Door

Chapter 2: Peeping Tom

After all these years, Henry knew it was pointless to tease Florence. Not only her body was insensitive to foreplay, but she would also rarely be in the mood for s*x. It filled his heart with doubts when he saw the blindfold on the ground.

Did that bastard David try to mess with her? Henry thought.

How could he be so upset? After all, he was the one responsible for reserving the room cards. Who else could he hold blame for such a blunder? It was his erroneous decision to misplace the cards.

Not to mention, Florence and David caught him on the spot, ravishing Emma's naked body. He didn't have a way out. Even if he questioned David, he knew he'd get the short end of the stick. Just imagining Emma’s plump body, Henry got excited.

While Henry was lost in his thoughts, Florence remembered David’s rough hands having his way with her. She couldn’t help but compare Henry and David.

David felt a bit more overbearing. He was like a pro, nibbling her earlobe skillfully, pulling her into his arms for a loving embrace. She couldn’t forget his lips on hers. The two had already entered two different worlds of imagination, and now the new s*x toys seemed useless. Henry looked disheartened, and Florence couldn’t bear to say anything. But he smiled and said, “Babe, I am so happy that our feelings are mutual.”

She felt obliged to make Henry feel better. Slightly biting her lips with eyes half-closed, she started wooing him, pulling him closer. Henry lost control. He was clumsy and rough with her.

Florence bit her lips harder and moaned softly. With his hands all over her, her body went soft, and she slumped on the bed.

Henry gripped his wife and did not let her go. His mind was racing with the thoughts of David touching and taking advantage of Florence. A vivid scene popped in his head—David pulling Florence into his arms and kissing her all over. She moaned sinfully in response, and his d**k got harder.

It escalated his excitement. Now, he especially wanted to taste every inch of Emma’s pure body. This exotic fantasy that was beyond filthy and the heavy liquor he had before all came in together. It made him thrust harder, turning her insides into a mess. He was pounding her p***y harder and stronger with every vulgar thought he had.

Thrusting in and out, they kept on going like animals. Florence’s breath was getting heavier—her voice was hoarse and she couldn’t moan anymore. Like a wolf, Henry kept shouting her name every time he saw her defenselessness. After a while, he came inside her harder than ever.

"Oh, babe, you were amazing," Florence moaned, gasping for breath.

Feeling accomplished, Henry hugged her and asked, “Flo, just a while ago, did David enter our room?”

Florence hesitated, and she meekly replied, “Yes…”

Understanding her, he continued, "Then what happened?"

"Nothing." Florence looked away uncomfortably.

Noticing her dodging expression, he was certain about what had happened. She didn’t want to continue. So, Henry later slept with a heavy heart.

The next morning, Florence dressed in a swimsuit and pulled Henry to the beach. Upon arrival, he saw someone was already surfing, so he ditched her and left for the ocean.

Alone and bored, Florence was sitting on the reclining chair. From a distance, she saw David and Emma were heading towards her. Awkwardly greeting each other, she frowned when she felt David's wolfish eyes staring at her. Not knowing anything, Emma asked David to apply sunscreen on her body.

Due to the cold, Florence forgot to apply sunblock herself. Wanting to excuse herself, she stood up and said, “Umm, Emma, I’m going to the bathroom.”

“You want me to accompany you?” Emma asked.

"No, don’t worry about it…"

After that, she pulled out her sunscreen from her bag and rushed to the bathroom.

She felt guilty for remembering David’s wicked eyes all over her body and getting excited about it. Her legs almost went weak and she had begged him to have his way with her. She was also ashamed that she got wet just at the thought of him. She quickly entered a stall with no one around and applied the sunscreen.

Her womanly fluid oozed out of her p***y. Even after a few wipes, the swimsuit fabric made her uncomfortable. After applying sunscreen for a while, Florence couldn’t wait any longer. Remembering last night, she shut her beautiful eyes tightly and pushed her fingers in.

Unbeknownst to her, the partition in the bathroom was not that high, and a familiar face appeared. With her eyes closed, she gently continued to enjoy stroking herself.

David peeked through the gap and got horny. Holding his breath, he quietly fumbled his phone out of his pocket and secretly shot Florence caressing herself. At first, he was a little afraid that she might open her eyes. So, he shot her most important parts and later moved the camera onto her face. But nothing happened and he got bolder a few seconds later. He stepped onto a pipe near the partition of the cubicle, observed her every action, and recorded it.

Florence was deep inside her own fantasy. She couldn’t understand whether it was her panties or the events that occurred last night. Her heart was very unstable. In short, she felt troubled. But it was hard for her to control her desires. Just thinking about it, her whole body flushed uncontrollably. Due to her perverse thoughts, she didn’t have the courage to open her eyes.

David was awestruck—he didn’t think Florence would invest herself in her bodily cravings. Instead of just taking shots, he started recording her. He recorded her every move and action on his phone. Just as he climbed down to ‘help’ her downstairs, his phone suddenly rang.

Ring ring. Ring ring.

It was Emma.

Shit, I missed a good opportunity. David got annoyed. Before he spied on Florence, he told Emma that he was going to get some cold beer. Worried, Emma must have called him. He pushed the door open and left quickly. The video was already in his hands, so he wasn’t worried about the future.

On the other side, Florence jumped up in fright, after hearing a phone ring. Her eyes flew open and she almost fell.

Fortunately, David’s ringtone was one of the basic Apple ringtones. She didn’t want to look for the culprit sneaking up on her. Florence already felt guilty for having such infidel thoughts. She no longer had the interest in finding her Peeping Tom.

"I shouldn’t have moaned…" Florence’s face flushed with a mixture of shame and guilt. She felt uneasy. All her desire and lust vanished without a trace. If someone found her feeling herself inside a public bathroom, she would be ashamed to go out in public.

She didn’t bother applying her SPF evenly and cleaned her inner parts up. Hurriedly, she ran out of the stall. When she returned, Henry was still out surfing. She didn’t know his whereabouts. Emma was already tipsy with half a bottle of beer. Her blouse was unbuttoned and she lay on her back, sunbathing.

David looked pretty happy. He took a few gulps of beer, and asked Florence with a smile on his face, “Would you like to quench your thirst?”

His eyes unscrupulously gazed at her lower parts, and he emphasized quenching her thirst. He wasn't ashamed.

"No, I’m not really thirsty." Florence refused.

"Really?" David smiled. He pulled out his phone and took a few shots of himself. Making sure that Emma wasn’t looking at them from the side, he pulled out another picture from his gallery and turned the screen towards Florence.