You become an expert voyeur!

As the days pass, you become obsessed with watching Morgan and Bill, and how far they would take this tryst. You google spy equipment and find several hidden cameras, albeit, expensive ones. You get two of each, one to put in Morgan's home, and your own. Since you have a key to her house, you just wait until she is at work. You set up one in her Televisions, in the den and the bedroom. You place several in her living room, making sure they remain unseen. You set several in her bedroom, and even her bathroom and kitchen. Then you replace items in your own house with high-powered hidden cameras. You buy a new wall clock, alarm clock, and even smoke detector with cameras. you place several others in your TVs, and around your house. You cover every angle, and set it up to your computer, it takes you days, and you must call in sick to work, but soon, you cover almost every-room in both Morgan and you're own house. There is no place you can't see. Something about this all knowing, all viewing experience excites you. Your final purchase is several KT13 UHF FM Bug 300s, each the size of a small quarter. You place one in her car, and around several around her house and your own. Now, not only do you have vision, but you have high-quality sound as well. You have spent all the money in your account, hoping that it's all worth it, but not sure what that really means. Now how to get them alone.

Only one week had past since the night at the bar. Bill hadn't texted Morgan since, as far as you knew. Then, on Friday, Melonie called Morgan to inform her that she set up a time to go out with Bill on Saturday, and inquired whether Morgan wanted to make it a double date. You got extremely excited, as this might be the opportunity you needed.

The next night, you prepare the video and sound system you had set up. While at your house, you watched the feed from Morgan's apartment. You could see her changing, her beautiful nude body clear as day. You could even hear her hum. When she went to the bathroom, you switched the feed, following with your hidden wireless camera feed system. It worked, and you watched her shower. As you watch her lather herself, you are surprised when she reaches down to rub her pussy. You get extremely aroused as she begins to masturbate. She closes her eyes as she delves a finger into her cunt. Over the water, you can hear her moan softly. She never masturbates, you thought. You see her stiffen up, knowing that she is having an orgasm. You can't believe how much this excites you. You find yourself rubbing your erection.

For the next hour, you sit in your house watching Morgan get ready. She straightens her hair, and puts on make-up. You watch as she pulls on her favorite turquoise top. It has a hoop ring connecting the straps around her shoulders, giving anyone who was looking a great look of her perky tits from the side. You expected her to place bandaids or something over her nipples, but she didn't. This was as shock, as her nipples were always erect. They'd be showing through the top in no time.

Morgan then goes to her underwear drawer. You hear her mutter, "Where are they?" She rummages through the pile of panties and thongs, then finally pulls out the same turquoise thong she had worn the past two times. The same saying, third times the charm, played in your head. She slips them on over her tanned legs. You watch as she lotions her legs up until they are almost shiny and tan. She puts on a small black skirt, and caps it off with the amazing silver sling-back high-heels. You watch from afar as she goes to the mirror to finish the make-up and put on hoop earrings.

She then grabs her phone and types something. You're own phone lights up with a message. Morgan sent a text that she was ready. But you already knew.

You go to her house and pick her up. You tell her how wonderful she looks. To be honest, you really haven't been paying any attention to her, certainly not sexually since all this began. You became obsessed with this dangerous game. It excited you more than anything. You wondered if she sensed this. You wonder how to get Bill and Morgan alone.

When you arrive at the restaurant, Bill is sitting by himself at a dark table in the back. His eyes almost pop out of his head when he sees Morgan. He is wearing only a black shirt and black jeans. He looks like his stupid drunken self. They wouldn't even look right together, you think. She is WAY to good for him. You hoped she didn't think the same about you.

Bill orders a bottle of wine. He looks down at his pants, and gets his phone. He reads a text from Melonie. Only seconds later, Morgan gets the same text. Melonie can't make it. She has been called into work to cover a shift and has to be there. It was as if this was destiny. You quickly form a plan in your head.

"We should reschedule for another night," Morgan says, sipping the wine.

"Nonsense," you tell her. "We can have fun just the three of us!" She is apparently ok with this.

After another few drinks, you play your hand. You send yourself a text, and your phone rings several minutes later. You check the self-sent message and pretend to be upset. "SHIT!" You get up and storm off to make a fake call. Several minutes later you return to the table and tell Morgan you have to go to work early in the morning.

"Let's go home then," she sighs.

You shake your head. "NO. No. You got all dressed up! And you've already ordered. Stay here! I don't feel well anyway! Just bring my food home to me later."

Bill jumps at the idea. "I can take her home after the meal."

You wait for Morgan's response, then she looks up at you, "Are you sure?"

You nod to her and begin to walk away, not letting her even refuse. "It's fine. Have fun. I'll be at home!" You hurriedly leave, the look of confusion on Morgan's face is palpable.

As you exit the restaurant, you turn on the your receiver for the bug you placed in her purse. She won't be able to find it as you put it under the cardboard bottom. You adjusted the receiver and put the ear piece in your ear. The sound came through, "That was weird!" You hear Morgan say. It worked! You walk outside and quickly re-park your car around the back so they don't see it. Then, you return to the restaurant and peek inside. You have heard their conversation, which was little more than Bill asking if she wanted a shot. She shockingly accepted. They don't see you as they talk in the back booth. You go across to the bar, with a view through a open area seeing everything. You just needed to remain unseen. The game was on!!!!!!