The Visit

The weekend of Sarah’s visit arrived faster than either Dan or Lester had anticipated. Dan was excited about the arrival of his wife, while Lester anxiously wondered what sort of compromising positions he could watch Sarah get into through his peephole.

Dan was especially excited by the fact that Lester would be working most of the weekend, giving the married couple the place to themselves. He didn’t want to reunite with the love of his life while a strange man was in the next room.

When Sarah arrived after dinner Friday night, both men were very happy with her appearance. It was clear that Sarah wanted to look her best for her husband. Sarah had come directly from work, but she appeared to be wearing a sexier outfit than Dan had ever remembered her wearing to the office. As Dan greeted his loving wife at the door, the couple was caught up in their reconnection and did not notice the glaring eyes of Lester.

Her shoulder-length blonde hair seemed to hypnotize Lester as it swayed back and forth when she entered the apartment. The tight-fitting button-up blue blouse gave off an air of professionalism and a sexy appeal that would usually be out of Lester’s league. But she is here in my home now.

Sarah’s heaving breasts tested the integrity of the shirt, jutting out and pushing against the buttons. As Lester leered at Sarah’s body, he fantasized about those buttons popping open against the weight of her breasts so his eyes could feast on the special underwear she wore for her husband. Her blue blouse was tucked into a knee-length pencil skirt that seemed to accentuate her voluptuous hips and perfectly round ass. If she worked with me I wouldn’t last a week before being fired for sexual misconduct. That ass….

Lester licked his lips as his eyes danced down her stocking-clad legs to her stiletto-bound feet. Taking her entire figure in once again, Lester was adding her image to his mental spank bank. I’m going to have to get more material for my Sarah folder.

Dan carried Sarah’s luggage into the apartment as she took off her shoes. Lester was standing awkwardly by the entrance to the kitchen, almost standing too still as he continued with his voyeurism. He quickly snapped out of it. “Hi Sarah, it's nice to see you again.”

“Oh, hi Lester, and how are you doing?”

Aroused now that you’re here.

“Good...good, just staying busy with work you know.”

With the **** exchange over, Lester turned and shuffled back into the kitchen to locate his backup bag of cheesy chips. Dan saw Sarah to the couch and poured her a glass of her favorite wine.

Lester could hear the couple speaking while he eavesdropped from the kitchen. Before making the journey across the living room back to his room, the pervert had to compose himself so he wouldn’t alert suspicion. He concealed the bulge in his sweatpants and moved back out to where the couple was.

Dan was giving Sarah a foot massage while she told him about that day’s adventure as a hospital administrator. Lester walked across the living room toward the hallway, pausing awkwardly to look at the couple.

Sarah was distracted from her loving husband’s foot massage by a strange, blob-like shape she noticed out of the corner of her eye. She glanced over the edge of the couch to see Lester staring at her. When she made eye contact, he didn’t look away but seemed to be transfixed on her.

After a few seconds, Lester seemed to snap out of it and hurriedly mumbled, “I work early. Goodnight.” He broke eye contact and quickly walked out and down the hallway to his room.

“Well, that was weird,” Sarah laughed, a puzzled look on her face.
Dan shrugged his shoulders. “He is a bit of an odd guy.”