Night Watcher (fm:male domination, 4447 words) | |||
Author: K.C. | |||
Added: May 18 2008 | Views / Reads: 3832 / 2982 [78%] | Story vote: 8.50 (4 votes) | |
She plays for her voyeur but the tables are soon turned with a twist... Please read and enjoy. Voting and Feedback most welcome! Thank you. | |||
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She sat on the couch in her black silk night dress and dressing gown watching the television and sipping at a glass of chilled white wine. Droplets of condensation dripped down the glass and onto her warm hand, creating goose bumps on her skin. The only light in the room came from the television - a flickering menagerie of light and dark. The sound on the television was low but loud enough for her to hear and as she wasn't concentrating on the program anyway, it didn't really matter.She was waiting. She strained to hear any strange sounds that didn't belong. When she heard something that wasn't the usual night sounds of the house, she would stay very still and just listen. She would visibly relax when she realised that the sound wasn't so strange after all and especially not what she was listening for.
She knew he would come though, he always did. He always came at night. So he could watch her. What he didn't realise was that she knew he was out there, watching her. She enjoyed having that secret knowledge, that power - that she knew he watched her.
The first time she realised that someone was out there in the night, was when she had decided to take a lovely, warm bubble bath with a glass of wine and soft music playing in the background. Then the telephone rang and shattered her relaxation time and she had to scramble out of the bath with water and remnants of bubbles dripping down her smooth skin and wetting the tile floor and swearing that she would be buying a ...
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