Lester hatches a plan

“Okay Lester, I think I’m done here,” Ned said, looking at Lester for approval. “I really do have to get going, they are probably already there waiting for me.”

Lester eyed the patched drywall. It looked like crap. Ned obviously wasn’t a handyman and had needed to refer to YouTube several times while doing this small job. Still, it was better than years worth of cum stained into the wall. “Can you come back tomorrow to sand and paint it?”

“Well, Saturday morning I usually do inventory, and then…” He caught the look on Lester's face and stopped himself. “Yeah, I can come back tomorrow, no problem.”

“Good.” Lester walked back to the living room and began unboxing the packages that had arrived. As he opened the first box, he felt Ned’s presence behind him trying to get a peek inside. Always lingering.

Without turning around Lester asked, “Are you still here?”

Ned gulped. “I’m about to go, Lester, but, uh I was, uh just wondering. You, uh, mentioned earlier that you might show me a picture of this woman you were doing all this for.”

Lester sighed. He really wished Ned would just leave already, he had more shit to do. But he did like the idea of showing Ned the picture. He knew Ned would talk and tell all the other guys in the group about it. He always liked to have one up on the others.

He sighed and stood up. “Fine, fine.” He thumbed through his phone, debating whether to show Ned one of Sarah’s pictures from Instagram or one of the more racy photos she had taken for Dan when he first moved in. “But don’t tell anyone about this.”

He didn’t want Ned looking up anything and finding Sarah’s Instagram, so he opted for one of the boudoir pictures. He pinched the screen a bit so it just showed off her face and a bit of cleavage.

He held the phone up to Ned who instinctively reached for it. Lester pulled his arm back and gave him a stern look. Ned nodded and Lester extended his phone again, giving him a chance to see a side of Sarah meant only for her husband. “Wow, Lester, how do you know her?”

“Soon-to-be girlfriend,” Lester bragged and turned around to go back to his packages. Ned just hovered there for several seconds, like a lost puppy looking for someone to guide him. “You can go, Ned.”

“Right, right. I’ll see you tomorrow. Bye, Lester. Have a good night.” Ned paused by the door, waiting for a reply from Lester. It never came.

Lester heard the door shut behind him and finally opened the package in front of him. He took out several other boxes and laid them out on the table. There was a DVD player, a few wall plug night lights, and three empty wall socket covers. Each box was labeled with a variation of ‘4k,’ ‘spycam,’ ‘security cam,’ and ‘wi-fi enabled.’

Lester spent the next hour installing these throughout the house. There were now some in Dan’s room, the bathroom, the kitchen, and, of course, the living room. Satisfied that they were all working as intended, he threw out the packaging and headed back to his command center.

After a few minutes of tweaking the settings, he was able to pull up all the camera feeds on both his computer and his cellphone. The next time Sarah came to visit, he would be able to track all her movements. He wouldn’t be surprised if she decided to take more nude selfies for Dan in Lester’s room again, and he wouldn’t let another golden opportunity like that pass him by.

He would also now be able to monitor any calls Dan took in the apartment. I’ll have to set these cameras up to auto-record if it detects voices, somehow.

Lester laced his fingers as he leaned back looking over the camera feeds. He had good coverage of the entire apartment. He pursed his lips and thought about his next move.

How would Sarah and Dan react the next time she comes to visit? Will they have sex in the apartment again? If they do, will it be in their room or back on the couch? If it's the couch, do they want him to come watch again? If it's his own room, how can he take advantage of that?

He pressed a few keys on the keyboard, exiting the camera feeds. He pulled up a folder labeled ‘Sarah Williams’ and scrolled past the various note files and pictures until he clicked on a video file.

The screen filled, playing a video of an empty shower. After a few seconds, Sarah made her entrance, completely naked and with reams of Lester’s baby making batter covering her chest. He watched expressionlessly as he studied the video.

Sarah let the water hit her and wash the cum off her chest. She probably didn’t realize that the water would cause his cum to run down the rest of her body, likely even over her vagina. He watched as she rubbed her breasts, trying to remove any remaining trace of Lester's potent seed from her skin.

When she was satisfied that she was clean, Sarah stood there with her eyes open, looking at the wall in front of her. She stood like this for several minutes, just letting the water wash over her as she appeared to be contemplating something.

Lester had come to watch this video every night, studying her face and trying to discern what she was thinking. He needed to know what was running through her head and how he could exploit it.

Lester grabbed his cell phone and dialed a contact from his address book. After a few rings, someone picked up.

“Hey Lizzie, it's Lester.” Lester rolled his eyes and put his feet up on the desk. “Yes, I know we agreed I wouldn’t contact you again, but I have an offer for you. A favor, you might say.”

Lester grinned evilly. “No, it doesn’t involve anything like that, but you know I am always here if you change your mind.”

He laughed. “Yeah, right. I know you still think about me.”

“Okay, okay, calm down.” Lester switched tactics and tried to sound reassuring. “I was wondering if you wanted to earn back the hard drive.”

“Yes, that hard drive.” Lester listened as the person on the other end of the line spoke.

“You’ll have to come back to the apartment. No funny business, I promise, but there are a few things I’ll need you to do for me.”

Lester took off his pants and sat back in the chair. He took out his cock and began to stroke it, listening to the person in his ear while watching Sarah’s shower on his computer screen. “Do you still have that little red dress?”