4 comments/ 56617 views/ 6 favorites Carrie's Computer By: blackpenblueink My name is Adam. I'm a twenty eight year old single guy who is temporarily out of work. I was working and going to school but when the company I work for cut back, I had to drop out of school. Since then I've just been living on what I can draw and doing some computer work on the side to help out. I live in a nice neighborhood in the suburbs. Most people around here know one another. I've put out the word that I'm looking to do any computer repair for a small fee. I used to do this for friends and family all the time free. But, without the job I've had to swallow my pride and take the cash. Most people are happy to pay. In the end, everyone is happy. A lot of people enjoy their computers but have no idea how to remedy even the smallest problems. That's a plus for me. I've put a few business cards on the bulletin boards around town, at the supermarket, the drug stores and so on. So it was no surprise when the phone rang the other morning with someone looking for help. "Adam? Hello, this is Carrie Carson. I saw your card at the supermarket. I'm afraid I've really fouled my computer up. Do you think you can take a look at it?" She asked. "Carrie that works at the hospital, lives on Irving?" I asked. "Yes, that's me." "Yeah, sure, I can be right over." I said Carrie is an older woman who lives just a few streets over from me. I say older, I think she's around thirty-five or thirty-six. I think she is about my brothers' age. They went to school together. I've seen her around town for years, but never knew her other than that. She always seemed to be in a hurry to get to work. I tended to think of her as one of those women who dedicate their life to their work. I knew she was divorced and had no kids. She is an attractive woman with a nice body. On the rare occasions that I've seen her and she wasn't headed to work she's always been dressed nice. But, before that morning I had just never thought much of her in a sexual way. I would before the day was over. I remember my brother saying she was a real hottie back in high school. She must put on a few pounds since high school, but luckily most of it went to her boobs and gave her some nice hips and ass. Something I find very hot. I hopped in my old car and made the short drive over to her house. I parked in the driveway and got out my silver briefcase. I thought that gave me a professional look. It contained a few tools and some operating systems, drivers and antivirus software. I could usually have anybody up and going in anywhere from a few minutes to a couple of hours depending on the problem. Carrie met me at the door after I had given the bell a ring or two. "Come in Adam. Thanks for coming." She said. "I was happy to hear the phone ring, if you know what I mean. So what seems to be the problem?" "I'm not sure. I think it's a virus. Someone at work said it sounded like a hijack virus, whatever that means. All I know is I can't access all of my files, I can't surf the internet. It's like it just has a mind of its own. I do some work from home, so I really hope my files aren't missing." "It's probably not that bad. I think I can fix it." "I went to school with your brother, Danny." She said as I followed her through the house. I caught myself immediately looking at her well-rounded bottom. Not out of shape, just some extra padding. I thought she looked good. "Yeah, I thought you two were the same age." She led me to the den where her computer was set up. I sat at the chair and booted it up. It was a newer system complete with upgraded speakers and an expensive webcam perched on top of the monitor. I wondered what she used that for. A dirty thought crossed my mind. I looked around the house while the computer came to life. "Would you like a cola or something?" She offered. "No thank you, maybe later." I said As soon as I reached the desktop, I reached for the mouse. "Dial up or high speed?" I asked. "Oh, it's a DSL line. I couldn't live with dial up after having this." I opened the browser and it looked as if it was going to load the Yahoo homepage, and at the last minute redirected to what was obviously a phony page. "Yes, I would say you have a virus of some kind." "Is it bad?" "No. I see this lot. It's fixable, but it can be very aggravating." I opened my briefcase and dug around until I found the disc I was looking for. "It's just a matter of installing and running some utilities that will remove the virus and infected files. It may take a few minutes, it may take few hours." I put the disc into the tray and was aware that she was standing behind me. I could smell her perfume. She smelled very nice. She walked around me and went into the kitchen. I stole another look at her ass as she went by. Very nice, I thought. She was wearing designer jeans and a tight shirt that showed off a nice bosom. Maybe I've overlooked her all this time. I just never really stopped to look at her. I guess I've never seen her like this. She looked like she was dressed for a day of shopping out with the girls. Before she was usually wearing a hospital uniform and seemingly in too big a hurry to stand still. She would fly into the store, grab a few items, and jet out as quickly as she could. "Are you sure you don't want a coke or something." She" asked again. "Yeah, why not. Whatever you have will be fine." While she was still at the fridge, her cell phone began to ring. "Hello. Yes. I wasn't planning on it, not today." She spoke to the person at the other end. It sounded like she was being called in to work on an off day. A call I wouldn't mind getting these days. I searched the disc for the utilities I was looking for. She paced the floor, still on the phone. She seemed irritated by the phone call. I found what I was looking for and executed a repair file. "I'm going to have to go in to work unexpectedly. I'm sorry I've called you over like this." She said. "It's no problem. I may be done in a minute anyway." I told her. She seemed pleased to hear that. She dropped her phone back in her purse and stood behind me again. "I've found the utility I was looking for. I'll just run and see if it recognizes the virus." She handed me a Coke and I spun around in the chair. She was picking up her phone again. She made a call and walked down the hall to talk in private. It sounded like she was canceling a shopping trip with someone. I stared at the screen waiting to see where I stood with this infected computer. It whirred along searching and scanning. It appeared that one virus was detected, but others still existed. "I hate to have to run you off like this, but I'm going to have to go to work. Are you about finished?" She asked. "Well actually it looks like I'm just getting started. I'm going to have to let several different utilities run until they clear your system." "I'm having company over later tonight. Could you come back in the morning? I really need to be able to do some work at home from that computer." She asked. "I have a job interview tomorrow. I can't afford to skip that. I may not be too far from finishing. It's just a matter of finding what it needs. I should have everything on this disc. I'll just have to search through it until I find all the ones I need." She seemed to be reluctant to leave me here alone. It's not like we were total strangers, but people can be uneasy about such things. It's not like I was going to rob her blind while she was gone. She looked at her watch and grabbed her purse. She counted out some cash and laid it on the kitchen table. "I'm going to leave your fee here on the table; I just need you to pull this locked door to behind you when you leave. Tell Danny I said 'Hello.'" She said to me. I think she said that last part about Danny to remind herself that we were acquaintances, not strangers. We were almost friends. Someone she could trust. "I really shouldn't be too long and then I'll be gone." I said trying to reassure her. She smiled and then walked out the door. I heard her car crank and back out of the driveway. The computer was still whirring along searching for the right fix. I looked around the room. It was nicely furnished. The den had nice furniture and the kitchen looked like the cover of a Southern Living magazine. It all looked nice. For the next fifteen minutes or so, I sat pecking on the keyboard giving commands and navigating my way through the repairs. I sipped on my drink and watched the progress in front of me. It looked like yet another virus had been detected. I was getting there, slowly but surely. I got up and went to the table. I pocketed the money and finished my drink while standing there. I opened the garbage and dropped the empty inside. I opened the fridge and looked in. There wasn't much in the way of groceries. It was the beginning of a hot summer day, so I grabbed another can of Coke, walked back into the den, and sat in the chair. This was turning into a long search. When one utility had exhausted its capabilities, I would execute the next one. Then the disc would take off again hunting for baddies. I stood up to stretch my legs. I took a big drink from my can. Now I needed to go to the bathroom. I walked down the hall thinking the bathroom couldn't be too hard to find. It was the first door on the left. I walked in and the floor was a mess. There were clothes scattered all over the floor. It was a huge contrast to the neat and clean kitchen and den. I made my way over to the toilet. I was standing there doing my stuff when I looked down and saw a bra of hers lying on the floor. My heart sped up. My eyes did a quick scan of the floor. Jeans, shirts, towels and other clothes littered the floor. Then I saw what I was looking for, a wadded up pair of her panties. Powder blue silky panties. My cock twitched at the sight. My first reaction was to leave the room as quickly as possible. Get back to the computer and sit at my chair like I should. Repair the computer take my cash and leave. But, my legs wouldn't move. I flushed the toilet but left my pants undone. I walked mesmerized to the panties on the floor. I bent to pick them up and held them in front of my face. My hands were trembling. I unrolled them and stared at them. Her lovely ass had probably just slipped out of them before I arrived. I looked them over front and back. What if she were to return at this moment? I dropped the undies, snapped my pants and walked back down the hall. I sat in my chair and stared blankly at the computer screen. This is where I belong I told myself. Repairing the computer, not sorting through the woman's panties like a pervert. The computer was waiting on a command from me. I tried to get my mind back on why I was here. I moved the mouse and made my selection. The disc started spinning again. My mind should be back here in front of this screen but my dick was thinking about other things. I stood up and looked out the window. I saw nothing but my car sitting there. I wonder how far it is to her bedroom. I get up and walk hurriedly down the hall. It's like I'm in a trance. I walk past the bathroom and at the end of the hall are two doors. The door to my left is closed. The other door stands wide open. It is her bedroom. I stand at the entrance for a second looking before I go in. My hands are shaking and I can't believe I'm doing this. I walk in and the room looks a lot like the bathroom. Clothes are scattered on the floor, on the bed and the blinds are drawn. Her closet doors are open. I walk over to it and look inside. It's a huge mess, full of clothes, shoes and some storage boxes. I turn to look at her clothes dresser. The top drawer was left open. I walk over and peer in without touching a thing. My cock grows harder. I slowly put my hands inside. It's her panty drawer. I look through her underwear. Sexy panties, cotton panties, socks, hose and some jewelry. I pull the panties to the front and look deep in the back. There is what I was looking for. A vibrator. Her vibrator. I can feel my heart pounding in my ears. With a shaking hand, I reach in and pick it up. I immediately bring it to my face. Pussy. I turn to look at the bed and picture her lying there rubbing that white buzzer on her clit. I put my tongue on the tip. I can't help myself. I put the vibrator in my mouth sucking it, trying to taste her pussy. I can taste and smell the musky aroma of her pussy. I unsnap my jeans again. I reach in and massage my cock. Sucking on her sex toy, I turn to look around the rest of the room. I put the vibe back in its place and try to arrange the drawer as it looked when I came in. By the bed was a nightstand. A lamp sat on the top beside a folded paperback book. There was a hug drawer below the lamp. I pull it open. There were some women's magazines, a phone book some nail polish and some opened mail. I pick the magazines up and look in the very bottom of the drawer. There it is. A big thick veined cock-like dildo. I had no idea she was such a horny devil. I pick it up and can't help but bring it to my face. I look around the room. I feel like I'm being watched. I'm too nervous. I put the dildo back and walk backwards out of the room. Everything is as I found it. I almost run back to the den. I sit hurriedly in my chair. The screen tells me that her computer is removing spyware. The phone rings and I about have a heart attack. I stay seated in the chair. Should I pick it up? I sit there trembling. I stand up and look out the window again. After only a few rings, her machine picks up. "Hello? Adam, are you there? I was wondering how the computer is coming along. I'm at work and was wondering if you were through or not." I sit frozen in my chair. Do I answer it? Do I pretend that I'm gone? How long have I been here? I was here only about ten minutes before she left. She has been gone another twenty minutes. Then she hangs up. I look at the clock in the kitchen. I've actually been here for almost an hour now. I wish the disc would finish up. I'm thinking as soon as the computer is virus free, I should gather my discs, pack up my briefcase, and lock the door and head to my car. I'm also thinking about going back and getting those blue panties and putting them in my face. I'm thinking how good it would feel to jack off with them around my cock. I get up and carry my chair back down the hall. I walk into the bedroom and go straight to her closet. I stand on the chair and look on the top shelf. It's covered with some magazines, Elle, Shape and even some Penthouse, some shoes and other junk. There in the back of the closet is an old brown box. It also looks like it hasn't been moved in a while. I reach in and slide it to the edge. I pick it up, step down from the chair and walk to the bed. I place it on the edge and slowly pull the top off it. Inside is an old red photo album. It looks like any traditional family photo album. I pull it out and lay it on the bed. I open it up. My mouth literally fell open. It was old Polaroids of Carrie. There were four photos on the first page. In every one of them, she was posing with the biggest cock I have ever seen. In the first one, she was lying on a bed smiling wide and her eyes big. She was lying on her side, holding a big cock in one hand like a trophy. In the next few, she was desperately trying to put it inside her mouth. She was either sucking someone's huge dick, or posing proudly with it in her hand. She had the biggest smile on her face. The pictures looked to be twenty years old, maybe older. It was a younger Carrie with longer hair but it was definitely Carrie. I turn the page and there are more pictures but they are of Carrie alone. She was posing sexy, cupping her large titties, showing her backside and some of her hairy bush. I stood there shaking looking at her pictures. I could hear my heart beating like a drum again. I undid my pants again. I pushed them down enough to pull out my hard cock. I've never seen my cock grow so hard and big. I started to stroke it. I turned the pages in the album. There were only a few more and they all look like they were taken around the same time. She was on her knees sucking that massive dick in some, and a few was of her on her back taking that huge dick in her pussy. Those were somewhat hard to make out because obviously he was taking the pictures. I came to the last page and she was sucking and stroking his cock again. Her beautiful smile looking back at her lover as she held his cock in her hand. I slowly pulled my dick back and forth looking into her smiling face. Then I heard a car outside. I quickly pulled my pants up, dropped the album in its box and hurriedly placed it back in the top of the closet. I ran down the hall toward the den and sat the chair down and plopped myself into it simultaneously. I then stood straight up and looked out the window. The mail truck. My heart crept from my throat back into my chest. Everything back in it's proper place. Her panties on the floor, her album in its place, her fuck toys hidden away and my cock throbbing in my pants. I open the drawer above the computer tower. It's full of pens, rubber bands, and a few floppies. I turn to the right, slide out the drawer on the opposite side and look in. It has a neat row of cd roms in it. I look at them in order front to back. Most of them have dates on them and are labeled backup. I move past these and make my way to the back few discs. The last few are backups but the very last one only has a date on it. It was created two months ago. I take it and exchange it with my repair disc I had been running. The repairs weren't complete, but they would have to wait. I open the disc and see it has four folders in it that are dated only weeks apart. I open up the first folder. There is horny Carrie again giving some lucky guy head. The cock she has in her mouth is not the well hung fellow in the Polaroids. This looks like the Carrie that just walked out the door. I view each picture for a few seconds and move to the next. I get brave again and pop open my jeans. I stand up and look out the window I've spied out of fifty time in the last hour. I see nothing but the neighbors mowing the lawn and the other houses look empty. I open folder number two. I love the way the pics pop to life. It's Carrie sucking, Carrie masturbating for the camera, Carrie getting fucked. I go to the next folder. It's more of the same but it has a different date. Carrie must love sucking cock, and these guys can't get enough of her. I'm imagining her here on her knees sucking my cock right now. I think about her panties again, the smell of her pussy on the vibrator. I get up and go to the bathroom. I look out the window on my way to the hall. I run and pick up the blue panties. I head back to my chair. I pull my pants down to my ankles. I'm getting real brave now. Before I open the last folder, I realize the date on it. It's yesterday. My heart picks up the pace. I open it up and set it to slideshow. The first is Carrie in her bedroom getting undressed. I pump my cock slowly. The next shots are in a series of her getting naked for the camera. Then she's on her bed with her head hanging off the bed, her large breasts falling forward. The next succession of shots has her lover laying his cock on her face and her tongue licking him. I stroke faster. Finally, he's in her mouth. With her head hanging off the bed, he's got his dick pushed in to the nuts in her mouth and both hands on her tits. I can't believe this! This happened yesterday! My cock is leaking pre cum all down the thick head. My hands are slippery from my own lubrication. She is sucking her lovers cock and fucking herself with the rubber cock. I need to cum. I've held off too long. I pick up the blue panties I had laid on the desk. I close my eyes and bring them to may face and inhale deeply. I'm about to cum and I push them down on top of my swollen cock. I open my eyes to look at the monitor. Carrie is smiling that wonderful smile as she holds his spurting over her breasts. Carrie's Computer Ch. 02 I got off the telephone and pushed the video tape into the VCR. The remote was lying on top of the television. I grabbed it and pushed the power button. The TV popped to life and the video started rolling. The tape opened with fade in. It was a little jerky as whoever was holding the camera was following Carrie from the shower to the bedroom. Carrie started to speak. "Hello. I just got out of the shower, as you can tell. My hair is wet and I have this towel around me. We are now making our way back to what I call 'The Pleasure Room'." She laughs and giggles. "My big stud lover, Jaime is kind enough to make this video. I like to watch my lover and me when he's away and I can't get to his big strong cock. So, I like to masturbate to my own movies. I'm kinky, right?" Then she broke into that beautiful smile for the camera. She was entering the bedroom now. She let her towel fall to the floor, spun around, and proceeded to get on her knees. The camera was directly above her. The camera turned down to Carrie on her knees with a handful of his big dick. I wasn't immediately sure but this looked like a different cock from the cd roms. She pulled his cock back and forth stroking his length in her hand. Her lover had a hard stomach and appeared to be in tight shape. "On this video I want to suck this big penis. It feels so good in my mouth. I like to make my lover big and hard. I like to make him feel good. I love to see the pleasure on his face. I love to suck his dick for him. That way he can fuck me good and hard. Isn't it a wonderful penis?" She said and laughed for the camera. Jaime had yet to say anything. Then she opened her mouth and put about half of his dick inside. She closed her eyes and started slowly working back and forth, taking a little more of his cock in her mouth each time. Jaime started to moan. My own cock was still hard and I absent-mindedly played with it. On the screen, Jaime was getting more vocal. "That's it baby. Take my cock in your mouth. You are such a wonderful cocksucker, baby." "Remember, you can only call me that in the bedroom dear." She stopped long enough to say. Then she started back on his long wet cock. The camera was beginning to shake some. "I need to put this on autopilot baby. I can't keep holding this while you're doing what you're doing to me." "Put it on the dresser. Hook the cable up to the television, that way we can watch ourselves." I was still in awe of all that had taken place today. In such a short while Carrie had went from being a distressed computer user to a slut in heat. I was so into watching the video I couldn't think straight anymore. I knew I needed to leave. I had been here long enough. I couldn't risk getting caught. It was bad enough that I shot a wad into her panties. I was just hoping they would be tossed into the washer and she wouldn't notice them. I had just gotten off the phone with her. No more than five minutes had passed. If she left the moment we got off the phone, she still couldn't be here for another fifteen minutes. I talked myself into staying a while longer. On the screen, Jaime had set the camera in a position where they could capture all the action. When he was through positioning the camera, he took his place right back in front of her. I could see more of him now. He was indeed muscular. Carrie was into longer faster strokes now. She had her hand between her legs touching herself. This was way too hot. No one would believe me if I told them. But, who would I tell? Could I afford to tell anyone? Probably not. I mean it would be bad enough to tell my friends that, for one I couldn't be trusted alone in their homes. I would be a little embarrassed to admit that I was jacking off to her stuff too. It would have to be my secret. I immediately had another thought. What if she never needed me to come fix something again? This may be my only chance to see these tapes. The movie of the week was now progressing to Carrie climbing on the bed. "Are you going to use that big thing on me lover? Are you going to fill my pussy? Do you think you can squeeze that big 'ol dick in my ass?" "You can take it in the ass. You know you've had it there before." He told her. This I knew I had to witness. Over the next several minutes, I watched as Jaime went from fucking her pussy then to offering his penis to her mouth. He did this several times. They both seemed to enjoy it. I know I certainly would have. Each time she sucked his cock clean of her juices. That is so hot. By the time he had patiently graduated from fingering her lubricated ass to slowly pushing his cock past her tight ring, I was completely naked stroking my own well-lubricated cock. I was so into it that I never heard the car in the driveway. I was on her couch legs spread apart jacking off to a porno like I had done in my own home so may times. Before I could react, the door was open and suddenly I wasn't alone anymore. "I was scared this might happen!" It was Carrie. I jumped a foot off the couch and came to my feet. Carrie was in the room with me. She dropped her purse on the floor and stared at me. There was a look in her eyes that I couldn't describe. To make all matters worse, Jaime was standing beside her. I tried real hard to just die right then and there. It was over. Everything. After Jaime would break every bone in my body, after I would completely disgrace my family and friends, and after I had done my time in jail I would have to move. Far away. Somewhere where no one would know me. I felt so embarrassed and ashamed. "I'm sorry." My voice quivered. I slowly walked over to pick up my pants. "What are you, some kind of freak?" Jaime asked. I just looked at the floor, too humiliated to look either of them in the eyes. "I'm so sorry. I don't know what came over me. I'm just so sorry. I can't believe this is happening." I pulled my pants on still looking down at the floor. I was awaiting the beating of my life. "What do you want to?" Jaime asked Carrie. "Tell me what happened Adam. Can you explain your behavior?" "I just had to go to the restroom. The cokes, you know. I saw your clothes on the floor. I'm sorry. I just haven't had a girlfriend in quite a while." I tried for some sympathy. I was looking for anything. "Anyway, I don't why I did it. I just lost my composure. I was working on the computer. I looked in the entertainment center for some blank cds. I needed to download some new tools from the internet. I was at a point where I could use your computer some, but needed some new updates. I needed to save them on a disc. I was just looking for a blank cd. I didn't have any, which is rare but, I saw the tape in the back. I was just curious. I had no idea it was a personal tape. By the time I realized it, it was too late. I couldn't control myself. Again, I'm so sorry." It was a pretty big lie but I needed anything I could grab onto at this point. The video meanwhile kept playing on the television. There was two completely different atmospheres in the room. In one of them, Carrie was angry with me and I was shamed to death, in the other Carrie was getting her ass screwed by the guy standing only a few feet away from me. I suddenly had a thought. Why has no one stopped the tape? Why has he not started punching me? "Jaime, go get the video camera. I have a confession to record." Carrie said. "I'll gladly pay for any damages I might have done and no charge for the work of course. I just don't want to go to jail or have my face in the paper." I told her. We were looking at each other eye to eye now. "What do you want me to do?" I asked her. Suddenly her voice broke into a wail on the television. She was on her hands and knees taking the ass fucking of her life. It somehow made the situation at hand easier to deal with. It kept the both of us in both worlds. I couldn't help but grin at her as her voice moaned from the speakers on the television. I think I saw a hint of a smile from her too. "I guess I can see how it all could have happened." She said. Then her mood elevated. She turned to watch herself on the screen. There was a long pause between us. The only sounds in the room were of her moaning, telling Jaime to take her ass, to keep fucking her ass. Jaime on the tape had his hands on her hips pulling her back and forth on his cock. He was calling her cocksucker again. He was really getting dirty with her. He was telling her she loved to take dick in her ass. I didn't see how the scene in the room could escalate into something terrible now. Not with the two of us watching her fucking on the screen together. All the modesty had to be gone at this point. I got caught naked stroking my dick in her home and she was on the television getting her ass fucked. In a weird awkward way, it was as if it was a tacit okay from her. I mean, we were watching porn together. So what if it was her in the porn tape. I felt the tension drop. Jaime walked back into the room with the camera. He handed it to Carrie. She went to the shelves below the television and pulled out a brand new tape. She opened it and inserted it into the camera. "Take your clothes off and have a seat on the couch." She pointed the camera at me." "What?" I asked incredibly. "You heard me. You've seen me and Jaime. Let us see you. Besides, as along as I have you on this tape, you won't tell what you've seen in here. It's blackmailing you to keep you from blackmailing me." She said. "Take your pants off. Show me what you were doing while you were supposed to be repairing my computer." I reluctantly undid my jeans. I pushed them to the floor. She pushed a button on the camera and popped the lens cover off. I saw the red power button come on and she pointed it at me. "All the way off, and don't look at me. Look at the television. That is what you were doing when we surprised you. I made the last call from my cell phone. We were almost home when you decided to jack off to my private tapes. I had a feeling something wasn't right. I didn't know if you were stealing my jewelry or sniffing my panties. But I knew something was different when you didn't answer the phone the first time. If you were at the computer, you were only ten foot from the phone. You weren't stealing. Not really, I don't guess. But you were sitting on my couch naked playing with your dick." I was sitting there naked again, embarrassed to heck and back. Jaime seemed to be calm about the whole deal. I guess if you're sporting a big dick like his, you don't have any insecurity issues. Even if someone is whacking off to your girlfriend. It looked like Carrie was the boss here anyway. They took a seat on the large leather love seat together. "Masturbate for me." Carrie instructed. I looked toward her and Jaime. After that, I just focused on the scene in front of me. Jaime had pulled out of her ass and was shooting off on her tits. I felt my cock grow. Maybe I would just jack off now, die later and the incident would never be mentioned again. I started to stroke slowly bringing my cock back to life. "Do you like the movie Adam? Do you like stuff like that? Have you ever fucked a girl in the ass before?" She asked taunting me. "Yes. A few years ago a girl I dated let me do it." "Did you like it?" "Yes, I loved it. It was so tight." I started to get excited stroking my cock in front of her, talking about anal sex. It was beginning to turn into a good thing. I wondered if we would all end up in bed taking turns fucking Carrie. I wondered if she was hinting that she was going to let me fuck her ass. "You would like to fuck my ass wouldn't you, Adam?" I turned and looked toward her. She was rubbing Jaime's cock through his pants. I wasn't sure what my answer should be so I just told the truth. "I would love to fuck your ass Carrie. I would love for you to suck my cock like you do for him. I would love to do everything with you. I would love to be inside your pussy right now. Damn, I'm so horny." I slid my hand up and down on my slippery dick. The vcr tape had gone to black. There was no more action on the screen. Carrie leaned over and started to undo Jaime's pants. She sat the camcorder on an end table beside her, still aimed in my direction and turned her attention to his growing bulge. I continued rubbing my leaking cock and caressing my swollen balls. Jaime stood up and let her pull his pants down. He kicked out of his jeans, pulled his shirt over his head, and sat back down to enjoy what was to come next. Carrie lay on her side, rested her head on his leg, and began slowly rubbing his long dangling cock. Jaime looked at me and grinned. For the first time since they entered the house, he showed some emotion. He looked at me like I was a dumb fuck. I was a nerdy computer repair guy whacking my stick and he was a well built, well hung stud getting his dick sucked. Carrie kept one hand at the base of his shaft and the other wrapped around his waist. She kept her eyes trained on my solo action. Minutes before I had been very embarrassed to be caught playing with myself, now it was turning me on be jacking off in front of her. I even think it was turning her on, I have no idea about Jaime, all I got from him was a silly grin. I took it as a positive. I considered getting vocal with her but decided against it. This was her game and I was just a player. When she had his cock stiff as a piece of pipe she leaned forward and started sucking him. He sighed in an anticipated relief. I couldn't help but mutter a low, "Oh yeah." My hand was wet from my own precum. She locked her eyes on mine as she took half of his cock in her mouth. She closed her eyes as she struggled to get all of him in. Again I spoke softly to myself, "That looks so good." She turned her gaze on my slippery cock and the squishing sounds I was making. She inhaled deeply and started working his wet cock in and out of her mouth. Suddenly she stood up and began to undress. She pulled her shirt and bra off. I had seen those wonderful full breasts several times today, but never in person. They hung neatly on her chest with nipples that pointed skyward. She took off her jeans but left on a pair of tiny black thong panties. She stared at me the whole time she was doing this. This time she turned her back to me and knelt between his legs. In this position, her ass flared out and created an inviting image. I stood up and walked slowly toward her my cock still in my hand. She was giving Jaime some wonderful head. He had his head tilted back, eyes closed. When I was only a foot or so from her, I stopped. I didn't want to startle anyone so I softly said again, "Damn, that looks good." Jaime slowly raised his head, took a quick look at me, and returned to his splendor. Carrie never flinched. I knelt down beside and slowly guided my hand toward her round ass. With quivering fingertips, I let my hand rest lightly on her hip. She never withdrew. I slowly caressed her bottom letting my fingers dance close to her ass crack. She still gave no resistance. I started to get more involved in it. I put both hands on her glorious globes and massaged her in circles. She didn't stop what she was doing and didn't do anything to indicate that she wanted me to quit either. I got braver, and let my hand trail down between her thighs, and put my hand on her warm crotch. Even with her panties on I could feel how wet she was. I rubbed her pussy slowly getting her panties even wetter. I thought it's either do or die so I pulled the thin thong panties under my fingers and started slowly working them down off her ass. There was still no resistance. I began to think I might take this all the way. I wondered what made her mood change so quickly. When she first arrived she was ready to throw me out, but after seeing herself for a minute on the television, her anger turned to lust. With her panties down to her knees, she lifted each one up so I could finish undressing her. I held her panties in my trembling hand and dropped them on the floor. She eased her legs apart giving me more access to her hot pussy. I put my hand on her again and she gasped as she pulled his cock from her mouth. I easily slid my index finger inside her. She was soaking wet. I slowly played in her pussy lightly touching her clit. She arched her back toward me. My cock was stiff as a flagpole. I pushed the wet dripping head against her flesh. I rubbed my leaking cum across her ass. I saw a green light all the way. I positioned myself behind her and eased next to her. I pushed my cock toward her wet opening. I slid in. She stopped sucking Jaime and held his throbbing meat at the base. I held onto her hips and started pushing into her. "He's fucking me lover." Carrie said aloud. "He's in my pussy. The computer guy is fucking me. He came to repair my computer but decided to pilfer through my underwear instead. Then he went through my homemade porno and I caught him jacking off sitting on my couch. I wanted to call the police and file a report. But I got turned on by the thought. I wanted to watch him masturbate to me. I wanted to suck your big cock my lover. I wanted to give him something to come to. Now he's fucking me. What about that, my lover?" "Keep sucking me baby." That was his only response. I was inside her and she felt so damn good. I wondered if my cock was pleasing her as much as her pussy was pleasing me. I tried to go slow and concentrate my movements. After all that had happened, I didn't want to cum in two strokes. I wanted to give her a good fucking and make myself feel good too. I was looking down her back watching her head move up and down on his big cock. This computer work is turning out pretty good I thought to myself. I stared at her wonderful ass. Nice and round, this woman had some hips on her. I kept up my strokes and pulled her ass cheeks apart. There was that cute little asshole. I stuck my index finger in mouth and made it wet. I put the tip of my finger against her tiny hole. I kept stroking in and out of her and lightly put some pressure against her asshole. She pushed her ass against my finger and I slowly massaged my finger inside her. I was in fantasy dream I thought. I rubbed her ass with my left hand and fingered her bottom with my right. "Cum in my pussy, Adam." She said. "I want to feel you unload in me." She went back to sucking her lovers cock and I began to thrust faster. I pushed my finger in her ass further and proceeded to fuck her faster and faster. When I couldn't hold it any longer I pumped out my second load of cum of the day. Instead of emptying into her panties as I did the first time, I was cumming in the real thing this time. It felt so intense. I squeezed my eyes tight and kept pumping spurt after spurt into her. When I felt ready to pass out, I pulled out of her and lay flat on my back. She immediately left his cock and turned toward me. I looked up to see her squatting over me, her pussy inches from my face. "Suck it out computer boy." She said and immediately dropped her wet pussy on my mouth. I had never eaten a woman out after cumming in her and frankly, the idea wasn't turning me on. I had no choice as she started grinding on my face. I sucked her pussy lips into my mouth and tasted the warm cum I had just ejaculated. I swallowed it all and tried to catch my breath. I couldn't get any air. When I had sucked her clean she stood up and looked over me. "Jaime the computer boy is all fucked out. And look, he's got a face full of his own cum." They both laughed at this and walked down the hall to the bedroom. I lay there for a few moments longer catching my breath taking in everything that had taken place. I could hear them in the bedroom. She was moaning and yelling like crazy. I finally got up and got dressed. The video camera was still rolling. I stopped it and ejected the tape. I dropped it in my silver briefcase and headed for the door. I put the money back on the table and pushed the door open wide. Carrie's Computer Ch. 02 I didn't hear anything from Carrie for a couple of weeks. I had watched the video at home several times, often masturbating to it. It was only me masturbating myself but I could hear Carrie's voice and later I could hear us off camera fucking. Then one Friday evening the phone rang. It was Carrie. She said she needed another service call if I wasn't too busy. I hit the door like a bolt of lightning. She met me at the door wearing only a pink robe. Once I was inside, she dropped the robe to the floor and went to the kitchen. She offered me something to drink and I declined. Then she got on top of the table and spread her legs wide. "Then how about something to eat?" I leaned over the table and sucked her delicious pussy. This time I licked and sucked her until I brought her to a screaming orgasm. Jaime came over later and she took turns sucking the both of us. Then she climbed on top of him and had me video the whole thing. After they had fucked for almost an hour, he finally came and I caught the whole thing on tape as he withdrew and came in her mouth. When he was through, she told me to fuck her. I obliged and slid my cock in her just fucked pussy, which was incredibly wet and slippery. I fucked her until I couldn't hold back any longer and came inside her. Then she told me to suck her. I did so again and as once before I sucked my cum from her and licked her swollen bud until she screamed in delight. We now get together, the three of us every couple of weeks and it's usually the same. I do a lot of videoing and they are the stars of the show. Carrie lets me fuck her after Jaime has had his way with her. Her birthday is coming up in a few weeks and she says she has something special for the three of us. With all that has already happened, I can't imagine what that might be. Carrie's Computer I explode. I pump my cum into her panties. My slick hand continues to move up and down, emptying my cock. It's leaking out of the panties and running down my shaft. I'm so excited I'm almost hyperventilating. I keep pumping up and down it still feels so good. The phone rings. I turn and look at the phone hanging on the wall. I become still. It rings again. I know who it is. What do I do? I didn't answer before. If she knows I am here, I should answer. Maybe she's been calling her neighbor and he is keeping her up to date on how long I've been here. I stand up and pull my pants up enough to walk across the room. The machine kicks on. "Adam?" It's Carrie of course. My cock is still pointing skyward dripping white cum on her hardwood floor. I pick up the receiver. "Hello. This is Adam." I try to say in my most professional voice. "Hey! How's the computer coming?" She asked. I smiled at that. I thought it's not the computer that was coming, it was me. I loved hearing her voice at that moment. I felt like I had just fucked this woman and she wasn't even aware of it. "The computer is almost fixed. I was just putting my things away getting ready to leave." There was a long silence on the other end. I didn't know what to make of it. I suddenly felt nervous. More silence. "I called earlier." She said. "I couldn't get to the phone in time. I had been to my car for something" I lied. "You have a nice house." I stammered for something to say. I could feel the tension through the phone when I said that. I immediately knew it was the wrong thing to say. "It's so messy. I'm so embarrassed. I hate you had to see it like that, but I've been so busy with work." She said. "The den and the kitchen look neat as a pin to me, I mean, that's all I've seen. I don't know what's out of place." I lied again. I could sense some relief on the other end of the line. I looked from the kitchen to the den to try and feel like a better liar. I walk to the fridge. "I had another coke, I hope that's alright." I said, thinking about how much more I'd really had. "That's fine. I'm just glad you got all the bugs out." She said sounding very relieved. In the far corner of the den was an entertainment center. There was a TV and the usual cable box and DVD player and VCR arranged inside it. I hadn't really noticed it before. I mean, if you've seen one entertainment center you've seen them all I guess. I walk back toward the computer and my chair. There was cum in front of the chair. I wiped the cum from my shaft into her panties, and dropped them beside the chair. I exchange the discs again and luckily, the progress picked up where it had left off. It looked like I actually was almost through. "Yeah, I think I'll soon have you going again. It wasn't that hard it was just matter of trial and error looking for the right fixes." I walked to the TV. She started talking about her work and her files and I lost track of what she was saying. I opened up the large cabinet doors below the TV. Inside were rows and rows of VCR tapes. I thumbed through them as quick as I could I could still hear her voice in my ear but I wasn't listening. I saw "Gone with the Wind", "Steel Magnolias" and other store bought tapes. There were recorded tapes also. Tapes listed on their spine with such notable occasions as birthdays, somebody's wedding, and certain soap operas. I was hoping she was a creature of habit. I flipped the rows of tapes like a deck of cards. Near the end of the second row, the spines weren't labeled anymore. I picked up the first one like that. I pulled it out. On the front of the tape written in ink on a small label was "BJ's and Anal" "Oh, crap. It looks like that last installation didn't take." I interrupted her. Silence on her end. I held the tape in my hand. "Well as long as you know what you are doing." She said. "I do." I reassured her. "I certainly do." I returned the phone to the wall. In the den I cut on the TV and slid the tape into VCR. "I certainly do."