Billy: Chapter 16

Two o'clock. Sunday afternoon. The cameras are hidden and recording. I am in our tight walk in closet with my phone close by, the ringer is off and the screen set to it’s lowest brightness but it is at the ready if I needed it. I had sawed down a length of broom handle and laid along the track of the sliding closet door to ensure Billy couldn't open the door by accident. I have a short stool set up so that I can rest my back against the side wall making my hidey hole quite comfortable. It is completely dark within the closet while the room itself is lit by both of our nightstand reading lights as well as a number of scented candles. I insisted the room be well illuminated so that both the cameras and I could get a good view. Peering out through the slats of the closet I realize this is as perfect as I imagined it would be. No awkward angles, no distant vantage point, and very little between myself and them. I would be able to see and hear everything while remaining totally unseen.

I sit and wait, my knee bouncing up and down with nervous energy. I couldn't believe we were actually doing this again. I was still coming to grips we had done in the first place!  It didn’t seem real.  I had my worries but drowning those out is the desire to watch my baby perform with another man one last time.  This would be a summer we would always remember.

I can hear Jessica humming a merry little tune as she moves about the house waiting for her playmate to arrive.  I know from talking to her that she is as nervous as I am but somehow she covered it up so much better than me.  Here I am a nervous wreck and she’s singing songs. We wait another 10 minutes before I hear a hard knock at the front door. Billy is here!

There is some muffled conversation I hear through the walls as the pair greet each other. Any worry I had about them taking their time is put to rest as I hear their foot steps get closer and closer. The door to the bedroom opens and Jessica leads Billy inside by the hand. My heart skips a beat and jolt of energy floods into my nether regions. Fuck, he is right there. Barely six feet away.

"Huh, nice room." He says.  The room had all of the niceties of a woman’s touch, it was quite nice.

"Thanks." She turns to face him.  I can see straight away there is a different energy between them.  Billy seems even more confident while Jessica is more tentative.  Having Billy in private like this sapped Jessica of a bit of her previous exhibitionist bravado and she seems unsure on how to start things. She rubs her hands over her hips with an inviting smile, hoping he would make the first move.

She has her make up on today, the first time she had really done herself up since summer break began, and wears a gold necklace along with simple yet elegant hoop earrings. She wears a skirt without panties and a blouse without a bra, the normal clothes sans underwear made her feel sexy.  On nights she really felt frisky she would actually go out like that which drove me wild. The outfit gave her a hot teacher look, which is exactly what she was going for and exactly what she actually is. 

Billy hadn’t dressed up at all, wearing everyday sweat shorts and a t shirt.  He didn’t even have socks or shoes on.  I am struck by how calm he is this time.  He knew what they are here for and doesn’t seem at all bothered by it.  A bit of that cockiness I saw in him last night coming through in his body language.  Peeling out of his shirt he casually drops it by the door.

“Mmmm.” Jessica runs her hands up and down the muscles of his torso. Billy in turn is still checking out our private sanctum.

“Smells nice.”

She leans and takes a long draw of breath.  “You too.”

This brings out a chuckle from him.  “You are so weird.”

“And proud of it!”  Spinning away from him Jessica prances across the room to the dresser on opposite side of the bed from me. For a final time time she checks her phone to make sure I can call if I need to. Coming up behind her he pulls his own cell from his pocket and tosses it beside hers. "Where's that?" He thumbs over to a photo of us on the wall.

She turns her attention that way and walks over toward it. "Hawaii. Micheal and I took a trip last year."

"Hm." He says, mostly disinterested. "Yeah, I remember now." He places his keys on the dress and seems to do something with his phone, probably turning the ringer off. "Did you find a nice hung Polynesian dude to suck off while you were there?"

"Billy!" She acts offended. "No, you are the first and the last. I'm not making a habit of this. This is just a bit of summer fun before Micheal and I take things to the next level. I told you that."

"Uh huh. Whatever you say Mrs Morrison."

“It’s true!”

“The word of a cheating woman, forgive me if I don’t take you at your word.”

"You jerk." She says with a grin. "Don't believe me then, I don't care."

“Don’t worry, I won’t.”  Gone was the awkward blushing kid of a week ago, in its place an arrogant man.

She rolls her eyes.

"Got anything to drink before we start? I'm parched."  He asks.

"Oh. Um, yeah, sure." She says. "Water good?"

"Yep."

Their friendly but terse back and forth actually set me at ease. There is nothing romantic or intimate growing between them.  If anything I sense a tiny whiff of shared disdain just below the surface. Both of them were just here to have some fun and get their rocks off.  The edginess only seemed to add to the simmering sexual tension between them.

Jessica hurries from the room and it goes very quiet. I hadn't expected this. Suddenly it is just Billy and I in here. Staying absolutely still I don't make a sound. Billy is looking this way and that as he slowly makes his way around the room. I pray he doesn't see one of the hidden cameras. Maybe we should have dimmed the room a bit more. He picks up a book and looks at it then sets it back down. He looks over some of our souvenirs we had on a shelf at the far end. Fuck it’s weird watching somebody go through our things here in our inner sanctum while I just sit here doing nothing.  He starts my direction and for a moment I lose sight of him.  I hear him get closer and closer.  I hold my breath, my heart is beating so loudly that I worry he might somehow hear it.  Eventually he glides past the closet, the skin of his bare stomach just inches away from the the slats I am peeking through.  He is so bold to even test the door. The broom handle does its job. Jesus, the snoopy little punk!

Jess returns with a bottle of Evian. "Here ya go." She glances nervously to the closet, wondering why he is standing so close to it.

He takes the water, cracks it open, and takes a long deep drink of it. Stretching a few muscles he takes another drink and screws the top back on. His nonchalance is that of a rec softball player readying for his turn at bat. He exuded a calm poise that could only have been earned through experience. Those "tall tales" he told of his conquests weren't as exaggerated as I had assumed. No surprise in retrospect.  After all he is "a total package" to use Jessica's own words.

"Ahhhhh." He rolls his shoulders and flexes his arms. "Okay Jessie. Ready when you are."

Jessica purrs seductively and traces a finger down his chest. Looking up at him she says. "Mmmm. Why don't you call me...Mrs Morrison."

I bite my lips so as not to laugh. She wanted to play teacher-student! Jess loved a little light roleplay from time to time. I never thought she'd do it with Billy but it made her blouse and skirt ensemble make a lot more sense. Even as I stifle my laughter a sharp pang shoots through my heart. Again...terrible, vicious and oh so delicious jealousy grips my soul. This sort of play was something we did on special nights. Frisky fun between trusted lovers where we could explore our desires. A little fantasy world only shared between just her and I. But now I am about to watch her play her games with another. She is revealing and sharing with Billy another piece of herself that used to belong to only me. It hurt, it really did, and yet my cock begins to grow.

Billy catches the hint and replies in the most innocent of tones. "Golly Mrs Morrison. I don't know if I should be here."

"Don't worry Billy, I won't say anything if you don't."  She lowers her voice to a whisper.  “You can’t tell your parents or I’ll be in big trouble.”

He grips her shoulders tight and steps in closer. His tall frame looms over her almost threateningly and I see my girlfriend tremble. "I bet you say that to all the boys."

"Oh Billy. No, you're the first. I swear." She gazes up lustfully.

His large hands rub her shoulders a few times before sliding up along the graceful curve of her neck. "I'm not sure I believe you Mrs Morrison." He hooks a finger into one of her hoop earrings.

"Now, now Billy. Don't you be a bad boy... OW!" She yelps in pain as he gives the earring a sharp, though careful, tug.  My muscles tense with a deep need to protect her even though I stay still, my eyes glued to Billy handling Jessica like she was his.

"Don't call me boy." He leans in and whispers straight to her face.  The innocent act is gone in a flash.  Billy obviously isn’t the roleplay type. "No, this isn't the first time at all. I know a slut when I see one."

Jessica's breath falters as her eyes widen. She couldn't move an inch due to the earring, though pulling away is the last thing on her mind. With me it had taken her a year before she confessed her love of name calling and had me call her such things. Billy seemed to have sussed it out in a week. Had she been wearing panties I'm sure they'd already be damp.

He pushes her back a foot, grabs the inside seam of her shirt at the chest, then with one mighty heave tears her blouse open to expose her bare breasts. Fabric rips and buttons fly off in every direction, one ricocheting along the slats I stare through.  The suddenness and raw savagery of the action leaves both Jess and I stunned.

"Billy!" She gasps as he fills a hand with her big supple tit.

"What's the matter Mrs Morrison?" Squeezing her breast roughly he leans down circles is tongue around her areola.

"Oh fuck!"  She grabs his head in both hands and pulls him tighter.

He sucks and nibbles for a time before letting the breast go.  "Yeah, you're a slut alright. A filthy cheating cock sucker." He slaps her breast, she flinches and sucks in air through clenched teeth. "I can't believe you kiss Mike with that cheating slut mouth."

Holy mother of God! The sight of young Billy manhandling my woman and talking to her like that is a lit match to my powder keg of my libido. For a second I worry as Jessica and I had arranged a safe signal for me to stop things but no signal for her to call for help if she needed it. Though just screaming for me would be enough if it came to it.  I am assuaged of that worry quickly however as the voracious look on her face told me ending this was the last thing on her mind.  She didn’t mind being manhandled by Billy, not one little bit.

Billy sees the look too. Spinning her around he forces her back against the wall about a foot away from the closet door I hid behind. Shit! From here I couldn't see a thing!  And Billy is so close to the closet door that the glow from my phone might be seen if I tried to watch via the cameras. The action was supposed to take place on and around the bed but Billy had taken charge and he had other ideas. I strain to look, moving as quietly as I could, but the angle made it impossible.  All I could really see is a bit of Billy’s bare back and an arm. I'd have to wait to watch the recording to really see what is happening right now.

I hear slurping and sucking along with the breathy sighs of my girlfriend. "Ohhh...ohhhh...mmmmm!  Oh god yesss!"

The way he is bent over told me he is still sucking on Jessica's tits. The way his shoulders moved suggested his hands are involved too.  In my mind’s eye I see him groping and grabbing at my girlfriend. There is a quick movement, I heavily suspect his right hand is right now under her skirt. My suspicion proves correct.

"He he he. Damn you're wet."

"Ohhh fuck. Yes.  Wet for you Billy." Is all she can say.  I hear kissing sounds.  Her soft lips are kissing his lean strong youthful body.

"Rrrmm!" He growls as he fills his maw with soft breast flesh once more.

More kisses and slurps and popping of lips follows, just below this the barely audible wet sound of fingers penetrating pussy.  All of it a foot away from me and none of it visible. 

"Ohhh...ohhhh god...ohhh fuck. Billy...ohhhh!" Jessica's hushed voice whines. I can only guess he is nipping and nibbling as little yelps escape her lips. "Eep! Ooo!" There is a long moment of almost total silence followed by a long throaty. "Yesssssss.  Suck my tits!  Mmmmm!" I hear a scratching noise and realize it is Jessie's nails scraping up the wall. "Oh Billy!"

There is some rustling around then I see Jessica's blouse get tossed across the room followed by a couple of more snapping slaps.

"Ooo!" Jess peeps.  “You bad boy!”

Another slap, another peep, and Billy hisses.  “I’m not a boy.  MMMRRRMMM!”

“Mmmmmm!”  Jess’s moan is muted by what can only be a hard kiss.  Kissing on the mouth is against our rules but Billy isn’t giving Jessica any choice.  The sweet agony of my jealousy sends a shudder through my body.  They hum and moan and growl into each other’s mouths as they make out with growing passion.  I hear the wet smacking of lips.  I hear them move.  Groping, pulling, clawing at each other.

GAH! The sounds are incredible but I couldn't see any of it. After all of our careful set up I am still hindered by my pervy peeping perspective. Crazy at the idea is I regret not arranging it so that I could sit in the room with them.  To sit there in plain sight as Billy and Jessica did this.  I am not sure I could handle that level of humiliation but in this moment I wanted it more than anything.  Needless to say I am hard as a nail.

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