3 comments/ 20026 views/ 12 favorites Every Breath You Take By: JukeboxEMCSA "Every breath you take, you will go deeper into trance for me. "I know. It doesn't sound like much of an induction, does it? You were probably expecting something to do with hypnotic spirals, or glittering crystals, or an endless recitation of your body parts and how they were relaxing one by one. But really, I don't need all that. You don't need all that. Your own mind does most of the work when you go into trance. All I really need to do is show you the way. "And now that I've shown you the way, it's easy to slide into deeper trance for me. Because you know that I can hypnotize you. You believe that, deep down in your unconscious mind. You've accepted the idea that my words have hypnotic power. And every time you take a breath, it reminds you of that suggestion I made, and your subconscious reminds you to go a little deeper into hypnotic trance for me. I don't need to do anything. You don't need to do anything. It just happens with every relaxing, easy breath. "And the more you notice it happening, the easier you go into trance and the deeper you go. Once you start to think about how relaxing it is to take another deep breath for me, you find that you pay more attention to the sound of your own breathing, the feeling of your chest rising in and out. You focus on your own breaths, just like you might focus on a spiral or a pendant. You might even find yourself comfortably watching your own chest moving with each breath, focused intently on that motion as well. Hypnosis is a state of focus. Trance is a state of relaxation and concentration. And with every breath, you become more focused and more relaxed. You go deeper. "And perhaps there are times when your breathing speeds up a little, just from the anticipation of trance. You breathe a little faster, wondering if you can really go as deep as I suggest, if you can really relax when you're so excited about the idea of going into a deep hypnotic trance for me...but every single one of those breaths sends you deeper, relaxes you more and more, until you find that your breathing just slows right back down into that slow, gentle, lazy, easy rhythm that feels most relaxing. And then you just go deeper still. "It's so inexorable, so inevitable. You just keep going deeper with every breath you take. Maybe you start to surface just a little, but then you take another deep breath, and it sends you right back down again for me. You might try to hold your breath, just for a moment or two, just to see if you can stop yourself from going deeper into trance for me...but all that does is make your lungs ache with tension. You fight to hold that breath, fight to stop the trance, but it just gets harder and harder until the air flows out from you in a whoosh. And it feels so good to relax that tension and take another deep breath that you go ten times as deep as before. "So you see, you can't fight it. Every time you try to fight, you just go ten times deeper. It's easier just to relax into the trance, relax into the warm, lazy feel of those slow, even breaths and listen to my words. The only reason you ever wanted to fight it in the first place was to feel the relaxation of giving in. The only reason to hold your breath is to feel that rush of relaxation when you let it all out and go even deeper. "But soon, even that feels too much like effort. Too much like work. It's so hard to think about your breathing now, because you're so relaxed that it just happens all on its own. Just like your descent into deep hypnosis; that happens all on its own, too. You're letting it happen, and it feels so good now just to let things happen. All you need to do is relax. All you need to do is breathe. All you need to do is go deeper. Your chest finds its own rhythm of ascent and descent, the perfect rhythm to send you into trance. You can let that happen, too, as you relax and listen to my words. "It feels so perfectly natural, falling into trance as you take another slow, gentle, easy breath. Your body can feel the rise and fall of your chest, and you can hear the soft, whispering sighs of every exhalation, every inhalation, every step deeper into my trance. And you can even see it, when your eyes are open. You can see your own breaths, focused on the motion of your chest exactly like you might focus on a pendant or a whirling spiral. Until those same relaxing breaths send you so deep into trance that your eyes simply don't want to be open anymore. They don't, do they? No, of course not. Not when you're so deeply hypnotized. They just want to close and stay closed. You don't even know when they decided to close so tightly, because you've been so focused on breathing deep for me and listening to my words, but they're shut now and they don't want to open anymore. "That's just another sign that you've drifted deep, deep down into my trance. It's so easy to keep going deeper, and you know that it was so easy for me to take you down to this warm, peaceful place. All it took was a dozen words, and your mind began the journey into hypnosis for me. Those words have so much power over you, but that power flows from me. "And in the end, my power flows from you. I can only hypnotize you with your trust, your consent, and your belief. Your will doesn't really want to fight. Your deepest self wanted this all along, and it gave me the power to send you into a deep trance. Your deepest self trusted me to keep you safe when you opened your mind and your will to me, and relaxed so completely with each and every breath. Your deepest self knows that I will honor the trust you have given me, and the power you have given me. And your deepest self convinced your waking mind to simply relax and let go for a while. "That's a special gift you've given me, and I want to give you one in return. Your deepest self knows me and trusts me, and because of that, I want to give you warm, happy, pleasant feelings as a reward for letting go and relaxing for me. You can already feel those warm feelings beginning, can't you? Of course you can, because you're deeply hypnotized and you've given me so much power with every breath that your mind just naturally wants what I want. Your body just naturally does what I say. Your senses just naturally feel what I suggest. It's all so easy, when you're deeply hypnotized like this. "Those feelings slowly grow and build, like warm, soft, gentle caresses of pleasure all over your body. It's as if all those slow, lazy puffs of air you've exhaled as you went deeper are stroking your skin now, brushing lightly and pleasantly against you as you just relax and let yourself feel them. It feels warm and good, stirring blissful sensations in your mind and body, and you can relax and enjoy them. This is my gift to you. "And perhaps, as you feel those stirrings of pleasure grow stronger, changing from light and gentle tingles to strong undercurrents of bliss, your breathing might speed up a little. It's hard to stop yourself from breathing just a tiny bit quicker as the pleasure gets more intense, and you know that breathing faster sends you deeper into trance. And you know that the deeper you go, the easier it is to follow my words and let those sensations become real. So you know that as the pleasure increases, you go deeper, and as you go deeper, the pleasure builds. "Stronger and stronger now, shuddering waves of bliss that go right down between your thighs, and your breathing begins to turn into panting, and every gasp sends you deeper because you've given me that power, and it feels so good to give me that power, feels so nice and hot and you just want to go deeper and deeper still because it feels better and better the more you relax, the more you give in, the hotter you get. "You're so aroused now that when I tell you to touch, your hands will move at my command to find the spots you need to touch most. Your body just naturally does what I say. Your senses just naturally feel what I suggest. Your mind just naturally wants what I want. And I want you to touch...now. "And now it feels even better, now your breath quickens even more. Ever hotter, ever deeper, lost in the pleasure and my words. You can picture the culmination of that pleasure now, the sweetness of perfect bliss that you know will come soon. You know you'll come soon, and the better you picture that moment, the more real it seems. Your mind remembers it perfectly. Your mind can always summon that memory whenever I command, and feel it with all the intensity of reality. Your senses just naturally feel what I suggest. You can always feel that orgasm, whenever I suggest it. And your deepest self wants that. "Closer and closer, hotter and hotter, panting for breath and going deeper with every breath, so deep and blank and mindless for me, feeling nothing but pleasure, hearing nothing but my words, so close and so hot and only holding back because it feels so good to hold that pleasure in until you can't fight it anymore and you need to release, need to release it all...now. Come now. Come now. Come now. "That's right. That's right. So good to release all that pleasure for me. So good to give in so completely to what your deepest self really wants. So good to trust me, and to give me that power. So good now to relax even deeper as your breathing slows once again. So very, very good. "And now, I want you to relax for a long, slow moment. Just float here, in the depths of trance, feeling the bliss of being hypnotized, savoring it for a little while. Just imagine time, stretching out like taffy to let you drift in these warm, peaceful sensations, this slow, lazy bliss. In a moment, you will wake, but for right now, just enjoy this soft, blank feeling. "And come now. "That's right, you felt that, didn't you? Every time you hear that command, you become more responsive to it. Those feelings become stronger, and you enjoy them more. Your gift to me is trust, and my gift to you is pleasure. And that feels so wonderful. "And now it's time to feel yourself coming back up. You're so deep now, and it must feel like you can't even imagine what it's like to wake for me, but it's really very simple to come back. All I need to do is say, 'Every breath you take, you will rise back to your waking self more and more,' and you find that it happens. Your deepest self has already given me the power, and so those words sink right in. And now your breaths begin to invigorate you and revitalize you. Instead of sending you deeper, every breath now brings you back to consciousness, back to awareness, back to your waking self and the waking world. You hear your breathing, but now the other sounds of the world around it seem just as important as you begin to wake. "And now, you feel yourself rising all the way up, stretching your body and opening your eyes as you take those last few breaths that will send you all the way into wakefulness. Your waking mind feels warm and happy, reassured by your deepest self that the gift of trust has once again been honored. Your body feels pleasantly refreshed. And now, take one more deep, invigorating breath...and wake." THE END Every Breath You Take Every Breath You Take 1st September 2012. Intimate surveillance Subject:          Sarah Laidlaw D.O.B                         19th June 1975 Age                         37 Hair                         Light Brown, Blonde highlights Eyes                         Blue Height                         5' 7" Weight                         137Lbs (62.1 kgs) Bust                         36c Waist                         27" Dress size                    12 UK Shoe size                    5 UK Education to                    2.1-Degree English, PGC.SE Employment history               1992-1999 Felstead High School English Dep't Current employment.               None. Marital Status                    Married. Simon Laidlaw Marriage date                    1st May 1999. 13 years. Dependants (children)               None. Medical records show complications. Address.                    Field head Barn.                          Felstead                          Sussex.                          IP11 3XA Property Value               £875K (est.) Residents                    Simon Laidlaw, Sarah Laidlaw. Daily Housekeeper, (off site)     Paula Croft. (Resident when Laidlaw's away.) Bank Accounts               Housekeeping. (Joint) £1635.87                          Deposit (Joint) £3320.00                          Current Acc     (Sarah) £4721.65                          Current Acc     (Simon) £8325.71 Investment Portfolio               Joint               £113K                          Simon               £802K Income                         Sarah (from shares and investments     £17K                          Simon (All sources)                £132K Mortgage on Field Head Barn                         £230K Covert surveillance commenced January 15th 12. Full telephone intercept, and 4 team surveillance away from property. Nothing of interest found from covert surveillance. Full intimate surveillance initiated as of 1st September 12 (Today) H.D Camera and microphone Locations:     Courtyard.                               Garage                               Kitchen                               Lounge (2)                               Master suite, and bathroom (2)                               Swimming pool (2)                               Gymnasium Cars, cameras, microphones, trackers           Range Rover BMW Mini. (Housekeeper) Saab Convertible Battery life                         7 Days, replace 7th &14th September File full daily report with video including diary schedule where possible. This is what I do for a living, I snoop into people's lives, looking for anything that could be of embarrassment to the Government, or cause a scandal. Recently surveillance has been stepped up after several fiascos' that almost caused a downfall....If we find anything at all, usually a discreet word is enough to halt things before they become public. If we don't find anything. The subjects do not even know that we have been there, we are that good. I am not proud of what I do, but I do it anyway and make a good living. I am the team leader, it is my responsibility to look everywhere for dirt... Be it financial, sexual, or honourable. I normally remain detached form the subjects that I am observing. They are just characters in a real life soap opera.... This time it was different.... It only took about one hour on that third day for me to become obsessed with Sarah.... As soon as I saw her face, saw her smile, saw her body, I was hooked. She was tall, she was elegant, she was attractive and she was fit. The weekend surveillance did not really amount to much at the house, the subjects where away in London from Friday night, until late Sunday, another team had the tail. My weekend was spent watching empty monitors. I started my shift at 5am on the Monday, just as Simon was rising. He showered shaved and dressed in a conservative suit, he ate a breakfast of cereal and coffee. His car came to collect him at 6.00am, Black Audi A8. Sarah didn't stir, she slept until 06.45 she stirred and stretched in bed, spread her body wide across the expansive bed. She kicked the sheet away to expose her languid body that was enclosed in silk pyjamas. I watched her slowly come to life, the bedroom was dim but the night vision on the camera was good, even if it cast a greenish glow. She rose and sat on the edge of the bed for a while, oblivious to my observations, it took her a while to move, to rouse herself. She reached for her glasses from the bedside table, put the bedside lamp on, looked at the time and headed for the bathroom. I switched monitors, jus in time to see her pull down her pyjama bottoms and seat herself on the toilet, she was leaning forward, elbows on knees, she yawned. After a few moments she balled up some paper and wiped herself, she stood and pulled up her bottoms.... Sarah stood in front of the mirror and cleaned her teeth, she leaned forward to look at herself in the mirror and examined her complexion, and her eyes as she brushed her hair... I was at the wrong angle to see her expression, the light reflecting on the mirror distorted the view.... Memo to self... Re-arrange cameras..... Sarah tied her hair back as she left the bathroom and headed for the kitchen. With a large mug of coffee, Sarah wandered down the hallway to the stable block, this had been converted to house a gymnasium and a swimming pool. She took a one piece red bathing costume of the shelf and removed her pyjamas. This was the first real glance I had of her body... She was tall and slender, with good muscle definition, not masculine, good feminine muscle tone. Her breasts where well proportioned without any sagging. Her nipples erected to the early autumn chill. She had a very fine line of pubic hair that was neatly waxed..... As she climbed into her costume, her shapely legs raised to expose her pussy lips. It took her a few moments to adjust the costume, arrange the breasts, adjust the straps and for comfort, pull the gusset down, slide the fingers back around the hem to her buttocks.... It was mesmerising to watch. She dived into the 20-metre pool and swam with ease. Obviously she had been swimming as part of her fitness regime for a long time. She just glided through the water. 20 fast paced lengths later she climbed from the pool, stripped of her wet costume, towel dried her hair wrapped herself in a large white towel, sat at the table and drank her coffee. After the coffee was gone, she brushed her hair again, leant forward, and flicked her hair forward. With her fingers she ruffled her long blonde hair allowing the curls to form themselves. I was surprised that she did not shower at this stage. I found out later why. At 07.30 a car pulled into the courtyard, checking the security list I discovered that it was Ashley, Sarah's personal trainer. A tall black guy got out of the car wearing a black tracksuit. He walked straight across the courtyard and into the Stable block. Sarah walked down to meet him. Still just wrapped in her towel, she hugged him and kissed him on both cheeks. In a slightly feminine cockney voice Ashley said. "Mornin darlin, how are you today, you look good, have you had a swim yet?" "Yes just done 20 lengths, saving some energy for you today... How was your weekend?" "Really good, we went to a party on Saturday night, didn't get home until 9.00 Sunday morning... Just getting over the hangover, ready for some real penitence today. How was your weekend?" "Same old, same old... We where in London till last night, it was supposed to be a social weekend, but Simon spent the whole weekend networking, it was boring really. Worst part is I really have nothing in common with the other weekend widows, they all come from the same mould. "Why do you go?" "Have to really, show support, you know what is expected, have to be the doting wife." "Sorry about your weekend, lets see if we can cheer you up today... Are you ready for some action? Get your kit on and let's go. I've bought "Steps" today, something cheerful to listen to whilst I take you through your paces." "Have to be finished by 10.00 today, have an appointment for hair and nails at 11.00." "Plenty of time, Hour in the gym, Jacuzzi and massage, ill have you finished by 9.30 or 9.45" "Ok let's go" At that Sarah just took off her towel in front of Ashley... I thought, ok this is interesting. Ashley took off his tracksuit top to expose his really toned torso he obviously took his job serious both for his clients and for himself. His tracksuit bottoms dropped to reveal a pair of Lycra shorts, tight and revealing. He took no notice of Sarah as she casually put on a cropped bra top and similar shorts to Ashley. As a casual observer it was apparent that they where both used to and comfortable with each other's bodies. Ashley worked Sarah hard over the next hour, always pushing her for one more rep. They had the music turned up loud, and used the rhythm of the music in their exercise. Sarah's body was glistening with sweat by the time it came to cool down. I wanted to lick her all over. After a five-minute cool down and a bottle of water later, Sarah said. "Jacuzzi, then I need a massage." She stripped off her gym kit and just climbed into the Jacuzzi. Ashley stripped as well, when he took off his shorts, his thick long black cock just hung limp. I was watching on a monitor, and Sarah's body had me hard, what was wrong with this guy... Duh... He was gay; it had just dawned on me.... That was why there was innocence with all the nakedness... The noise of the Jacuzzi drowned out whatever the conversation was, but from a voyeurs point of view it just seemed friendly and relaxed, after about 10 minutes they both climbed out and dried themselves. Ashley wrapped a towel around his waist, Sarah just climbed on to the massage couch naked. She lay face down, flicked her hair forward so that it hung over her head and the front of the couch. Ashley placed a small towel across Sarah's buttocks, applied some massage oil to his hands, and poured a little onto Sarah's back. He stood at the head of the couch leaned over Sarah's head and started to massage her shoulders and back, Sarah let out a moan, "mmmmm that feels good" "Stay quiet and relax" In the rented house half a mile away, I was watching Ashley massage this gorgeous body, hearing her moan in pleasure as he eased the aches from her muscles. My cock was hard; I had undone my pants and was slowly stroking myself. Ashley moved down to the foot of the bed and continued the massage from the feet up, he lifted one leg so that it folded at the knee and worked his skilful fingers through her toes and to her feet and ankle, one leg then the other. Her calves' cam next, first left then right. I am sure that she opened her legs slightly as he reached her thighs, his hands moved from behind the knee to just below her pert behind, circular motions, glistening with oil. As he increased the intensity I could see the quivering in her buttocks as he worked the muscles. After a few minutes, he slapped her bum and said. "Turn over girl" As she turned over the small towel fell to the floor, for a few seconds giving me a glorious view of her pussy as he raised her body until the towel was replaced. "You make me feel so nice, I wish that Simon could do this" Sarah said as Ashley began to massage her hand. "Behave, don't go getting all horny on me, you know I cant cope with that." "No but seriously. I could teach him. Mind you he would have to feel what it is like first...he would have to let me massage him. Can't imagine for one moment he would let me. I quite like the idea of getting my hands on him though." Sarah laughed. "Now who's getting horny? " "Honey if I get horny you would know about it. It would show, promise." "Now be quiet and let me get on with my job" "Ok sorry" Sarah closed her eyes and let Ashley first Massage one hand and arm and then the next. After he had finished the arms he moved to just above the knee. Sarah really did spread her legs wider this time as Ashley massaged her inner and outer thigh; Ashley leaning against the side of the couch was pressed up against Sarah thigh. "Ashley are you sure you are not getting horny, I can feel something sticking in to my thigh" "Are you in one of those moods today. Has Simon not been doing his duty, you will have to get him to sort you out tonight. "Not much chance of that he is away at the London flat tonight, I all alone.... What are you doing later?" "Is that a dinner date, or do you just want my body..... As much as I love you, it won't work, you can't convert me, it doesn't matter what you say or try .... If you had a dick between your legs, it might be different." Sarah laughed and said. "What if I buy a strap on?" Ashley slapped her thigh and said. "Ok that's me done, shower time." "Time for coffee before you go?" I watched Sarah walk back to her bedroom naked, I watched her shower, watched her soap her breasts, watched her wash her pussy, watched her close her eyes as her fingers cleansed her clit..... I watched her dress. white lacy thong, matching bra, White cotton shirt, tight jeans and black boots. She put on black leather belt, loose at the hips, and a black jacket. She slung a Hermes bag over her shoulder and went to meet Ashley in the Kitchen. When they left I knew I had work to do... To pick a lock depending on the lock, takes me about 4 --5 minutes, and I am good. When you see people in films picking a lock in about 5 seconds, believe me it doesn't happen. During surveillance, what I do is pick the lock to gain access, I remove the lock, revert the tumblers so that the original key does not work, replace the lock and wait. We intercept the phone call from the subject to the Locksmith. I turn up, say that the lock has jammed and fit a new one. They have 2 keys, I keep one. From then on access is simple. As for the alarm. We scan electronically to find the key code. Once inside we change the sensitivity of the sensors so that even if the alarm is set, a rampaging elephant wouldn't set it off. Obviously we revert everything back to normal once surveillance is completed. Once Sarah and Ashley had left I put the digital recording on a loop so that my entry would not show, once at the house it was easy for me to enter the side door undetected and disable the alarm. I knew I would have at least two hours to complete my task. I rearranged the camera in the bathroom so that the image reflected through the mirror was better. I installed a new cameras for my benefit with a different frequency to the others the first was under the bathroom vanity unit, this gave me a good view of the toilet area. Three more independent cameras I installed in the bedroom, one under the dressing table. One under the bedside table pointing along the bed, and one next to it that pointed to the pillow area. These would give me good close up shots. Every Breath You Take My perversion is for underwear, whilst in the bedroom I took the opportunity to explore Sarah's lingerie drawer. I carefully took items out, held them to my face, felt the softness of them, smelt them, tasted them. I got hard, took my cock out and gently rubbed the crotch of Sarah's panties across the tip, I wanted to leave a little of me behind, something that would end up next to her pussy. My next exploration took me to the gym, to the laundry basket, I found her gym shorts, they where still damp from her exertions, I could feel her sweat in the gusset, there was a sweet musky smell, I rubbed my cock all over them, held them round me whilst I rubbed to a climax thinking of Sarah's exquisite body and the closeness that the shorts had been. My spunk squirted all over her towel but I saved a little to rub into the gusset of her shorts, I wanted our juices to mingle. I put everything back as it was, except for a pair of black lacy panties that I stole from the back of Sarah's drawer, they where mine for later. I returned to the rented farmhouse removed the loop from the recording, I was delighted with my days work, and I just needed Sarah back to test out the new cameras. The report from the tail was that Sarah spent three hours having her hair and nails done, she then did some shopping in town before returning home. The housekeeper arrived at 12.00 and proceeded to work, she made the bed, cleaned where necessary. Sarah had left her a shopping list of things that she wanted for dinner that night. This entailed a trip to the local store. Paula and Sarah both returned at the same time, they sat and chatted whist having a cup of tea, before they started to prepare the food for dinner. Paula left at 5.00 once the casserole was prepared and left slowly cooking in the oven. Sarah took her boots off and sat on the couch in the kitchen and read a magazine, within a few minutes she had drifted off to sleep. Even in sleep she was very controlled and beautiful, there was hardly any movement, she just looked peaceful. 20 minutes later the phone rang disturbing Sarah's nap. It was Ashley, a sleepy voice answered. "Hi, sorry I was asleep." "Aw babe, sorry did I wake you?" "No its fine, I need to get up, didn't realise I had drifted off." "Is it still Ok for tonight, and is it alright if Tim comes as well? "Of course it is, it will be nice to see him, I haven't seen him for a while." "Why don't you walk down to the pub, meet us there, we can have a drink first. Fancy that?" "Yeah that sounds nice, lets say 7/00. Give me time to get ready." "Ok babe, 7.00 it is." Sarah replaced the receiver and turned to walk away, within two seconds the phone rang again. "I have been trying to get through to you, who was on the phone?" "Hello to you too dear...nice to hear from you..." "Sorry Sarah, its just that I have only got a few minutes, we have another meeting scheduled, I just wanted to say hello, and to see if you are alright." "Its Ok, I'm a fine, thanks. Is it going well?" "No but you don't want to hear about that. What are you doing tonight?" "Meeting Ashley and Tim for a drink, then they are coming back for some supper, that was who was on the phone." "Oh I see, be careful wont you, I worry about our reputation with you having friends like that." "Simon don't be so ridiculous, this is 2012, what does it matter, anyway half the government are gay...Apart from that what do you think we are going to get up to? They are my friends, it is nice to have someone to talk to with you being away all the time." "Ok, Ok, don't get mad at me, I have to be careful, you should understand that. I have to go, they are waiting for me, I will try to phone you later." Sarah didn't even have time to say goodbye he was gone. She sat holding the phone for a moment, I couldn't tell if she was upset or just angry, she had a blank expression on her face, it wasn't until tears formed in the corners of her eyes that I realised she was upset Sarah went to her bedroom and sat at the dressing table and started to remove her makeup. This gave me an opportunity to test my new camera that was secreted underneath. The image was clear and in focus. The lens pointed directly at the gusset of her jeans, I couldn't help wishing that she had undressed first. Hopefully later the opportunity for close up shots would come. After she had removed her makeup, what I did see was Sarah peel off her shirt and jeans, she next stepped out of her white thong and bra, standing naked for a second before she put on a big white fluffy bathrobe. She wandered into the bathroom, turned on the water in the big tub, poured in some lotion and waited for the water to fill. She put on some classical music, climbed into the bubbles and soaked for a while, I thought that she had drifted off to sleep again, but she was just relaxing with her eyes closed. After her bath she went back to the bedroom just wearing the bathrobe, this time when she sat at the dressing table I had an uninterrupted view of her thighs, and the slit between her legs, the picture was christal clear and close up, the view came even closer ash she shuffled forward to insert her contact lenses. Her vagina was "neat" for want of a better word, I suppose at this point she was not aroused so it would be "neat" The lips where proportionate on both sides, and just from above her clit mount there was a thin strip of light brown curly hair, below there was no hair visible at all, maybe she was naturally sparse or perhaps she shaved....       It was unbelievable watching slight movements of her pussy as he moved, move a leg slightly and one lip raises with it, open the legs more and the shape changes, goes wider. I was mesmerised, at one point her hand came down and scratched her inner thigh, and gently rubbed up her slit before disappearing. I was watching the unconscious movements in detail, it was like being part of her body. Watching Sarah had given me an erection, and to touch, lick her would have been wonderful somehow the moment didn't seem sexual, it was more intimate, more protective of something so fragile...... Perhaps the sexual intimacy would come later. I spent the next 40 minutes watching Sarah carefully apply her make up, dress in black matching underwear, put on a black knee length cord skirt, what looked like a very soft cashmere cardigan and once again her black boots. by 6.45 she was ready and left for the walk to the pub. I was in two minds, do I walk to the pub as well, or stay away and wait until later. I decided to stay, it was the sensible thing to do. At 8.45 Sarah and Ashley returned with who I presume was Tim. Older than Ashley, heavier than Ashley, but obviously his partner. The three of them where quite noisy and had perhaps drank a little too much. Upon entering the house Sarah said to Ashley. "Get some drinks for us and put some music on. I am dying for a pee." with that she rushed off to the cloakroom. The three of them sat at the kitchen table with large glasses of white wine. Tim who seemed to be a bit of a comedian was entertaining with stories of the last week at work, he worked in tele sales and was repeating some of the conversations that he had had with customers, mimicking their voices. " Suppose we ought to have something to eat before we get too pissed" said Sarah. "its just a casserole, what about if we just grab a bowl and have some nice crusty bread with it, keep it simple if that's Ok?" "That was fine" agreed Ashley and Tim. Whilst eating Ashley asked Sarah when Simon would be back. "Who knows. He is always with his mistress......" Tim looked shocked. Until Sarah explained. "His mistress is his job. He loves what he does. I an sure he would fuck it if he could....... Which is more than he does to me......." "Sorry, Im a bit pissed, shouldn't have said that." "But then again it's true. The nearest I have been to a cock for months was yours today." Realising what she had said Sarah turned to Tim and said. "Sorry Tim, nothing sinister, Ashley was massaging me, he just leaned up against me. Sorry have I upset you?" "No. Ashley and I have an open relationship, whatever happens when I am not around is not my concern. I know that Ashley is very fond of you, you are his best friend, more so than me." I am sure if he wasn't gay you could be lovers." He said with a smile whilst looking at Ashley. Sarah said jokingly. " not for want of trying to convert him...... " "You wouldn't be the first one dear.... " "Ok let's be honest now... What I don't understand, you two are lovers, you have sex, don't give me details but you have sex, am I correct?" "So far yes. We don't do anal but we have our ways." "Ok then, so what is the difference, If Ashley touches you, or you touch Ashley, you get turned on. You get an erection. So what's the difference if a woman does touches you? If you had your eyes closed would you know? "Ashley I will let you answer that one.." Ashley thought for a moment. "If I put my hand up your skirt, pulled aside your panties and started to massage your clitoris, would you get turned on?.... Of course you would.... So if your eyes where closed and it was a woman stroking you, you would still get turned on, but that doesn't make you a lesbian.... Same way that you playing with my cock would make me straight...." "As a friend. And with Tim's permission, if you asked me to fuck you, as a friend I would. I have had sex with a woman before, but it's not right for me, but if it was what you wanted I would be there for you.... But is it really what you want?" "When you massage me, I get turned on, perhaps its because it is taboo, and our special relationship makes it so. But as you say, touch is very powerful, and it doesn't matter who it is we still get turned on, even though we are not compatible." "In reality, I have drank too much, I am a lonely bored housewife, a frustrated housewife, who hasn't had sex for a while. I am sorry to say these things to you and to ruin your evening........ And no I wouldn't ask you to fuck me, because you are a friend who would. ............ I might ask you to hug me though. .. " Ashley came around the table to Sarah, "come here sunshine" he said as he pulled her to her feet and gave her a big hug. The embrace lasted for a few minutes Sarah clinging tightly to Ashley... "Tim he is getting aroused I can feel it." Sarah said laughingly as she pressed her hips into his groin . "It doesn't take much" "Thank you for being here the two of you.... I am sorry if is sound depressed..." "I have enjoyed it said Tim.... Is this what we call a girly night out? Next time can we have a pyjama party?" "Why don't you stay, lets all get into bed and watch an old black and white weepy." "Haven't bought any pyjama's." said Tim. "Lets sleep naked, i'm game for it. It will be an adventure." Said Ashley, "and besides Tim you will get to see Sarah's delectable body." I think at this point Sarah was having second thoughts and perhaps thought that she should have stayed quiet. "Only joking Sarah..... You looked shocked.... We have to go, work tomorrow, but thank you for the invitation. Perhaps next time.... And we will bring some Pyjamas." After Ashley and Tim left Sarah locked up and my cameras followed her to the bedroom. Again seated at the dressing table she removed her makeup, the view up her skirt had returned, only this time the black panties enclosed the delicacy beneath. She undressed, slipped on the bathrobe and went to the bathroom to clean her teeth. This time as she sat on the toilet, the new camera angle gave me a much better view, and I couldn't quite see her peeing but the intonation was there as well as the sound. I was surprised as she went to the bedroom that she climbed into the bed naked. Last night she had slept in silk pyjamas, was that because Simon was there. She lay on her back with the sheet to her waist, her breasts pointing toward the ceiling as where her eyes as if deep in thought. I switched to the camera under the bedside table, this gave me a clearer and closer view of her body. Her breasts looked very soft and inviting, her nipples where slightly erect, and the areolas where covered with little dimples. she had a mole just to the left of her left breast. One hand was under her head and the other somewhere out of sight under the sheet. I was so close I could almost breath on her, it felt that I could just reach out and touch her, gently stroke her nipple. As I was thinking that her right hand came from under the sheet as if by instruction and touched the underside of her breast, moved slowly up and down just lifting the breast slightly, a gentle stroking movement. All this while she was just staring at the ceiling, her eyes where open and she were deep in thought. Her nipple was the next target for her fingers, she pinched and pulled it to erection, it stood half an inch away from her body as if begging to be sucked. Her right hand gave way to her left hand as it dived back down below the sheet. From the movement under the cover and the slight gasp she gave out it was obvious that her hand had gone straight to he pussy lips. I was willing her to kick the sheet aside so that I could see her touch, see her pleasure herself in detail. But this time perhaps in modesty, I had to use my imagination. I had my cock in hand, my strokes matched the strokes that Sarah was using on her clit. Every so often there seemed to be a pause whilst she stretched down and put her fingers inside her pussy, I am sure I could hear a soft squelch as the juices flowed. Sarah's pace intensified as did mine, I was determined to cum at the same time. Her eyes where closed now in concentration, mine where open mesmerised by the close up display. She came quietly, her head went back slightly and she tensed her body, three or four spasms followed with her mouth open and hear breath laboured. I squirted cum all over the monitor, I got a tissue to wipe it up, wipe the screen with the picture of Sarah on it in post masturbation daze. Sarah leaned over and turned out the light, leaving me with a night vision green glow of her falling to sleep... I watched her sleep for about two hours, trying to think of a way to be closer. I was still sitting watching her sleep at 2.00 in the morning. I had this mad idea to enter the house whilst she slept, to go to her room. I am not sure why. The cameras where close, but I wanted to be closer. Not to touch, just to be close... It was madness. I hadn't been observing her sleep patterns for long enough to know how she slept. She might be a light sleeper; she might get up at three every night... I took the risk. Put on the night vision goggles, walked to her house, and let myself in. I am always impressed how good I am at stealth. I could creep up on you in daylight without you knowing, but at night, I blend into the darkness, I become a shadow. I walked into the kitchen first. The mess from the night before was still on the table, left for morning to clear up. Sarah's half drunk glass of wine sat there, I could see her lipstick marks where she had sipped her wine. With my latex covered hands I picked up her glass and put it to my lips, my lips where covering hers. I couldn't resist making for her bedroom, as I got closer I could hear her breathing deeply, not quite snoring but the sound of a deep alcohol induced sleep. Her clothes lay in a pile on the floor, scattered wantonly. Her panties where abandoned, waiting to be rescued by me. I picked them up placed the gusset over my nose and breathed deeply, I could smell her sweet perfume. Better judgement stopped me from placing them in my pocket that would be insane. I wandered through to the bathroom, picked up her toothbrush, sucked at the bristles, our mouths where together. As I went back to the bedroom, Sarah stirred and moved in her sleep. I froze mid step and waited to see what would happen, as she moved she kicked the sheet away from her naked body. She lay spread out, one arm thrown wide, the other at her side. One leg straight, the other bent at the knee and facing out sideways. She started to breath deeply again. I waited for a few seconds and then moved closer. Her mouth was slightly open, her eyes where moving inside the lids, a sign of dreaming. Her head was slightly tilted towards me; I was close enough to kiss her. My gaze followed down her body, her breasts where relaxed, her nipples not erect like before, I could see the very fine downy hair that surrounded them, the night vision light seemed to enhance them. Her breasts raised and fell with her breathing, her stomach was flat and defined even in sleep. I wanted to lean forward to smell her vagina, this meant removing the night vision goggles, it wouldn't work, my eyes would take too long to get used to the darkness. I resisted the urge. I needed to be careful.... Perhaps it was time to go...in defiance of my sensibilities, I licked my finger and gently touched it to the hood of her clitoris, just for a second. I then left as I had come, without a sound. I had work to do upon my return, Tuesday was my day off, and I had to remove any trace of my activities, remove the loop from the recording and leave everything as normal. It was then time to sleep and prepare myself for Wednesday. Upon My return to work at 5am on the Wednesday, I found nothing of interest in the log from Tuesday. Sarah was around in the morning then Paula gave her a lift to the station to catch the train to London. Shopping was the Order of the Day, and then the plan was to return in the Evening with Simon after dinner. They eventually arrived home at 9.30 pm. Sarah unpacked her shopping took a bath and then retired to bed with her book. She was asleep when Simon eventually left his study; he carried on working until after midnight. When I came on duty, the bedroom was in darkness, no one stirred until 06.30. Simon was showered shaved and dressed within 30 minutes, this time he didn't even stop for breakfast. His chauffeur picked him up just after 7.00. Sarah didn't wake up until after he had gone. I watched Sarah slowly wake up, she stirred a little, then seemed to settle back to sleep, but only for a few seconds. When she was totally away she looked around, looked for Simon who was long gone. A resigned look for an absent husband. Sarah followed the same routine as on Monday, toilet, teeth, bathrobe and a walk to the swimming pool. The only difference this time was that she swam naked. Her lithe body was so graceful in the water, she swam fast with power and vigour, stretching each stroke out for maximum movement. The twenty lengths completed she exited the pool, put on her bathrobe, fetched some coffee from the kitchen and relaxed on a recliner in the pool area. Ashley arrived and put Sarah through her paces in the gym, an hour later they both relaxed naked in the Jacuzzi..... "I have bought you a present." Said Ashley... "Its in the car, I will get it later, its something to help you relax during your lonely nights." "What is it?" asked Sarah with a puzzled look. "After your massage, come on jump up on the couch." I watched Sarah's glistening wet body climb out of the Jacuzzi. I had missed her yesterday, I zoomed in to get a closer look, I could see the Goosebumps that came up as she towelled dry, I watched her in close-up climb on to the couch, face down legs slightly spread, she raised up to adjust her breasts, to make herself comfortable... I wanted to be the couch, wanted her to lay on top of me. "Wait a moment hun..." Ashley left the stable block, with just a towel wrapped around his waist, he returned a few moments later with a gold box tied with a black ribbon. Every Breath You Take "Here you go, couldn't wait to give it to you." Sarah opened the box and pulled out a large black dildo, she gasped and giggled as she looked at her present. "Well what do you think?.... I have decided if you don't want it. I do." "I don't know what to say." Sarah was obviously embarrassed by the gift...... "Don't say anything, just put it to good use...." Sarah laughed again.... Then she said.... "is it modelled on you?" Ashley laughed and said "I wish..... " "Is it inappropriate?... Have I done the wrong thing.... And I have just thought, have you already got one? "No its not inappropriate, its nice that you thought of me, im shocked, but at the same time a little intrigued by the thought.... And no I don't have one... This is going to be a first." "Well put it away for now, playtime later, time for your rub down." Sarah lay face down still smiling, but she kept the dildo in her hand.... Ashley poured some massage oil onto her back and started to gently massage her shoulders and back. Sarah sighed as he worked his way down her back, over her buttocks and down to her thighs. Her eyes where closed but she still held tight to the black phallus... Ashley worked all the way down to her feet, and back up to her knees before asking her to turn over. As Sarah turned over, I zoomed in again, I watched her lift up. Her pubic mound thrust upwards whilst she turned, her sleeping nipples became erect. "Are you going to put that down?" "No, im getting used to the feel of it, besides its my present, you cant give then take away." "So you like the thought of it now do you?" "Put it this way.... If Simon could do to me what you do with your hands, I would be hanging on to him instead..." Ashley didn't reply, he just put some more oil into his hands and started to massage Sarah's toes, quickly working his way up her calves. As he reached the knees and thighs, he had to move around the side of Sarah. With her eyes closed, she transferred the dildo to her left hand and reached out with her right, taking hold of Ashley's cock through the towel. Ashley stopped for a moment, breathed deeply then carried on with the massage. I am not sure if it was massaging Sarah's inner thigh that was starting to get him aroused or Sarah's hand holding on to him through the towel. Sarah wasn't moving her hand at all just holding him, but with the massage movements his cock was moving within her hand. "Take your towel off" Ashley stopped again for a second as if in thought, Sarah opened her eyes and looked at him. This time with more determination she said. "Please take it off" Ashley reached behind his back and undid the towel, it fell to the floor as his now erect cock stood out. The phallus in Sarah's hand could have been modelled on his cock, they where both thick, and about 7 inches long, black and glistening.. Sarah again took hold of his cock and in unison with the dildo, rubbed the heads. Ashley just stood. Leaning slightly forward, his hands resting on the side of the bed, his eyes where closed and he was breathing deeply... "Is this ok? Said Sarah... "No...... but don't stop." Came the reply. "Touch me".... "I cant." Ashley gasped.... "Look at me"..... Ashley lifted his head back, but kept his eyes closed.. "LOOK AT ME" Sarah said . Ashley's head came forward, as they looked into each others eyes, Sarah put the dildo down by her side, she ran her fingers over her thigh, taking some of the oil and transferred it to her swollen pussy lips, all the while slowly stroking Ashley's engorged cock.... "You don't have to touch me, but watch me please.... Watch me." Ashley turned his gaze to Sarah's hand as she spread the oil all over her pussy, mixing it with the wetness that was starting to ooze from her swollen lips... She dipped a finger inside herself, in and out a few times, withdrew it, it glistened with her juices, first she wiped it over the tip of the dildo, and then over the tip of Ashley's cock. Ashley was mesmerised, speechless as he watched, Sarah let go of his cock, reached down and held her pussy lips open whilst she inserted the tip of the black dildo inside her pussy. She moaned softly as the black rubber cock slid inside, she pressed and gradually it moved down to the base.... Ashley stood, holding on to the side of the couch it seemed that his knees had gone week... Sarah reached out for him, held on to his cock and started to pump him at the same rhythm that she worked the dildo in and out of her pussy. I think that Sarah sensed that Ashley was close to Cumming, she increased her rhythm of the strokes on his cock and pressed the dildo in and out harder, raising her hips to meet the thrusts... Ashley came, he squirted his sperm all over Sarah's chin, her breasts and her chest. He almost collapsed as the orgasm overtook him... Sarah was close behind, She built to a crescendo, she screamed, and had spasm after spasm...Eventually their breathing slowed as the intensity subsided. Ashley removed Sarah's hand from his cock, he reached for the towel and passed it to Sarah, before turning his back. I didn't realise at first. Not until he turned to face the camera that he was crying. Sarah realised that something was wrong, she reached out and put her hand on his back... "Are you Ok?...." "Yeah just being silly" he said and turned back to face her... He smiled... "Sorry, I am just being stupid, ill get over it..... Will you do one thing for me?" "Sure anything, what is it." "Take the dildo out now"... They both laughed as Sarah pulled the now redundant cock from her pussy with a plop.... I was glued to the monitor, amazed at what I had just witnessed. God what I would give to have been part of it. What I mean here is the scenario.... Sarah is drop dead gorgeous.... Sarah is Sexy as hell.... Sarah is desperate for a shag... She has a husband who doesn't know she exists, except when he needs to parade her for his career. Her best friend is a gay fitness instructor whom she wants to have sex with, but he is troubled by the whole thing.... Put me in their shoes, it would be another story... Ashley and Sarah both showered and dressed, without talking they went to the kitchen. "Would you like coffee?" Sarah asked. "No I have to go soon. Ashley stared at Sarah, with a puzzled look on his face, he asked. "What just happened? What did we do?" "Are you upset?" "No just confused... Have we crossed a line, can we still be friends?" Sarah stepped towards Ashley, put her hands around his neck and leaned close. She hugged him and said... "I am closer to you than anyone. Yes we have crossed a line. Whatever happens I will always be your friend." She held on to him, but looked him in the eye for confirmation that he was Ok. Ashley said. "I can never be with you, I can never be your lover, and it is not in me.... I love you as a friend, you are my best friend, and as I have said before if you need me to please you, sexually that is, as a friend I am willing, as long as you don't expect me to leave Tim." "Do you want to leave Simon?" "No that is the last thing I want.... I do love him, love him as a husband... I just want him back. Back like he used to be.. Do you know how long it has been since we had sex?.... Portugal in May, 4 months ago... he is hardly here..." There was a pause in the conversation, both seemed deep in thought, and then Sarah said. What happened today, was inevitable... I have always admired your body, have you not seen me looking at you?.... I feel relaxed in your company, I can be naked and not worry. When you bought me that present today, weather you where serious or if it was just a joke. It took me over the edge. I have been wanting to touch you for a long time...... I know I was drunk on Monday night.. We said things that we wouldn't have said sober. After you had gone, I lay in bed thinking about being in bed with you, making love to you.... The thoughts of you gave me an orgasm...... Sorry if I am being crude, but I want you to understand how I felt this morning." "I would never do anything to come between you and Tim, you are perfect for each other.... But can I have a little bit of you?" "What you did to me today, was nice. I bought you the dildo, partly as a joke, but partly because I could sense that you needed something to relieve your frustrations. I didn't realise things between you and Simon where as bad as you say. Believe it or not. I have had sex with a woman before, a long time ago. It wasn't a pleasurable experience. It was that that convinced me that I was gay. I had tried to tell myself that I wasn't." Ashley reached out and held Sarah's hand.... "If I think of this as a business relationship..... Like we have now.... You pay me for a service, I am your personal trainer.... If you use my additional services in this sense, I can cope with it, that way our friendship can remain intact." "if that works for you, Fine...." "I will be available, for whatever you want, you may have to educate me, teach me what you would like me to do to you..... Anything at all....I am yours to command, as long as we remain friends." "Paula will be here soon. Start now... Kiss me." Ashley and Sarah kissed, or rather Sarah kissed Ashley, deep and passionately. "One more thing... Will you tell Tim about this?" "He knows that we are close... He likes that we are close... Like you said, Monday night after we left, we talked, he liked the idea of the Pyjama party... we both had orgasms as well as you.... Probably would have been at the same time.... Will I tell him? I don't know. I will wait and see what happens." As Paula's car pulled onto the drive, Ashley and Sarah agreed to meet on Friday morning as normal. Ashley asked what mode he needed to be in "Lover or trainer?" "That will be a surprise, but be prepared for anything..." With that he left and Sarah welcomed Paula, they organised their days household duties... I replayed the morning on the massage couch.. I had been aroused and excited all morning, I just had to watch again, this time with my cock in my hand... I timed my orgasm to coincide with them.... I needed to get into the house again... needed to look around, needed to touch things.... Hopefully an opportunity would arise later. I waited all day to get an opportunity to enter the house. Either Paula was there when Sarah went shopping, or when Paula left, Sarah was back. I stayed watching long into the evening... Simon returned at 7.30, which was early for him. Sarah and Simon actually ate dinner together. The conversation was muted for want of a better word, and interrupted by constant phone calls to Simons mobile. After dinner I watched Sarah have a bath, my second highlight of the day, She then dressed in silk pyjamas and a robe, curled up on the couch to watch TV. Simon retreated to his office. I am not sure what he was doing in there, it was the one room we where not allowed to put cameras in... I thought that next time I enter the house I might secrete on somewhere, find out what he does all night. At 11.00 Sarah went to the office, I presume to tell Simon she was going to bed... Simon followed about half an hour later, by this time Sarah was asleep. Desperation took over from better judgement on my behalf, at 1.00 in the morning I entered the house.... I slowly made my way to the bedroom, I could hear light snoring from Simon, Sarah was asleep silently... My target was the dildo...I didn't see what Sarah did with it, where she put it after the session in the Gym. I presume that she would hide it in her bedroom, somewhere out of Simons reach or for that fact Paula's. My reasons for wanting to find it where two fold.... Firstly, hoping that she had not washed it, I wanted to be able to smell her insides, wanted to taste her juices, and if time permitted leave a little of me behind.... Secondly... I wanted to move it.... See what reactions it might provoke.... Paula might find it... Could be interesting. Simon might find it.... Could also be interesting.... Sarah realising that it had moved would be wondering who moved it.... Simon or Paula... I eventually found it at the back of one of Sarah's drawers, hidden under some sweaters. I quietly left the bedroom and went down the hallway to a spare room, once in there I was able to relax a little... I put the phallus to my nose, hoping that there would be some sweet aroma left, but all I could smell was rubber,,,, perhaps she had washed it?. It was still nice to touch knowing that it had been deep inside her, I stroked it in unison with my own cock.... I didn't want to cum, but just wanted to release a little fluid..... I wiped my finger over my gland, and transferred the sticky pre cum to the top are of the dildo..... Next time Sarah used it part of me would be deep inside her...... I went back to the Master Bedroom, with my erect cock sticking out of my fly...all was quiet. Sarah was asleep on her back with her mouth slightly open, I wiped my finger over my gland again, then gently touched Sarah's lips.... She stirred slightly and licked her lips as she turned..... Enough foolishness for tonight.... Where to leave the Dildo... I decided in the end that perhaps back in the swimming pool area would be best... I left it in the end on the towel shelf behind some towels.... I was quite excited at what the reactions to my antics would be. The reactions caused where not what I expected..... Simon left early as usual without even a goodbye.... I watched Sarah slowly wake up, it was one of my favourite times of the day.. She lay for a while as if deep in thought, staring at the ceiling... After a few minutes she pushed the sheets down to her waist and undid the buttons down the front of her pyjamas, exposing her wonderful breasts... She gently caressed them and encircled the nipples with a wet finger... This carried on for a few moments until her right hand crept under the sheets.... She emitted a soft moan as her hand came into contact with her pussy..... She lifted the wet finger to her mouth, tasted it and immediately put it back under the sheet..... Within minute, she threw the sheets back and pulled her pyjama bottoms off, giving me a perfect view of her swollen pussy lips.... She stood up and went to the drawer, where the dildo was kept.... She hunted around for a moment, looked puzzled and then looked again.... She even opened the adjacent drawers and hurriedly hunted through them... No dildo to be found... She stood in the middle of the floor, beautifully naked with a look that was somewhere between panic and puzzlement. I was disappointed that the masturbation session seemed to be forgotten as she put a robe on and went to the kitchen. From her bag she took her mobile phone and preceded to dial... I picked up the call on the scanner. "Ashley it's me" "Hi how are you?" "look sorry to phone you so early, but I need to ask you something....." There was a brief pause... "it probably sounds silly, but, you know the dildo.?" "yes how could I forget" "Did you take it?" "No why do you ask?" "it's gone..... I put it in my drawer at the back and its gone....." "Are you sure you put it there, it was a bit emotional, at the time... Perhaps you put it somewhere else...." "No I am sure, I know where I put it and its gone....." "Well who could have moved it or taken it....?" "It could only be Simon, or Paula... she was here whilst I went shopping.... But why would she take it..." "Perhaps she is sitting on it as we speak....." "Look it's not funny.... I don't know what to do. If it was Simon he would have said something." "Well don't worry about it, see what happens....Play it cool" "Shall I say something to Paula?" "No, she might not know anything about it. Just leave it, see if anyone says anything to you.... If it doesn't turn up I will buy you a new one... Hey here's a thought... Why where you looking for it at this time in the morning..... Is that the sort of thing I shouldn't ask a lady?" "No... I had better go, I will see you tomorrow as planned yeah?" "Yeah see you babe." Sarah went through her normal morning routine, swim then shower, hair and make-up before breakfast. After breakfast she went back to the bedroom and spent a while going through her drawers trying to find the dildo. Clothed where emptied out, drawers removed in the chance that the phallus could have gone down the back.... All the time she had the puzzled expression on her face. Later that morning after Sarah had gone out, I was watching as Paula cleaned the pool and gym area. It was whilst re-stocking the towels that Paula came across the dildo............ At first she held it at arms length, it then dawned on her what it was.... She held it with a puzzled look on her face, with a sort of half smile. Obviously she didn't know what to do with it.... With a smile and a shake of her head she pushed it back under the towels.... Paula was 46 married with two teenage children; her husband was a local fire fighter. Both her and her husband had been vetted by special branch when she applied for the job as housekeeper for Sarah, a job she took 3 years ago. She works 4 hours a day Monday to Friday. Unless there is a special need for her to work more, usually if Simon was entertaining at home. Or if Sarah and Simon where away, Paula was expected to move in and stay. A task she enjoyed, as did the children, having access to the pool etc. Paula was around 5'5", 38 d ish. Little overweight with short brown hair, quite pretty when she made an effort. Efficient and loyal. She had built up a good relationship with Sarah, bordering on friendship. Often they would stop work sit and have a coffee and chat for a while. I was busy writing my daily report whilst Paula was going about her jobs for the day. Whilst writing I glanced up at the monitor to see Paula go back to the pool area.... She was obviously intrigued by the dildo as she went straight back to the towels, took it out and had another look... This time it was a closer inspection; she held it at the bottom and ran her hand over the shaft, feeling the veins and texture... She lifted it to her nose and smelt it as well...I thought that she was going to lick it, remembering my secretion that was rubbed over the top, but no she put it back again and returned to the kitchen. The big black phallus was obviously playing on her mind as she finished mopping the kitchen floor, she once again returned to the pool and the towel shelf. This time she held the dildo close to her body and was stroking the shaft as she rubbed it over her breasts through her blouse. She turned away from me as she leaned against the towel shelf. From behind I saw her loosen her jeans and pull them down to her knees, her plump ass was partly covered by her white blouse, but I could just see the bottom of her black panties... Her hands dropped and as she started to rub the dildo over her crotch area I got a glimpse of it poking through between her thighs, back and forward it went... After a few moments her panties joined her jeans and both where pushed down to her ankles. She sort of leaned and squatted slightly and I caught a glimpse of the dildo as she worked it slowly inside her pussy... She gasped several times as the big black dildo was slowly inserted. Once she had worked it all the way up to the hilt, she paused, and breathed deeply as her head leaned back. At this point she turned to face me slid down the wall and sat on the floor, she kicked one leg out of her jeans and panties and sat spread legged giving me a view of her hairy pussy that was stretched tight around the black phallus. With some effort she pulled the dildo out slightly and pushed it back in again, she grimaced in what could have been pain or ecstasy. Once more she repeated the manoeuvre, it seemed to be getting easier as her juices started to flow.