Luckily the window was open halfway, allowing me to hear them.
“Steph, what the fuck ya doin’?” the good looking boy blurted as their mouths separated. “We could get caught!”
“Na, my parents won’t be home till after 6-o’clock, and our neighbors can’t see anything,” Stephanie responded.
“What about Mr. Porter the pool guy?” I heard the boy ask. “Do ya think he’ll be back?”
I held my breath at the mention of my name. I wondered how the kid knew me.
“Don’t worry Franky,” Stephanie began. “I saw him take a picture of the pool and grab his stuff so I’m sure he’s gone.”
FRANKY?? Holy Shit!. I knew the kid looked familiar. It was Franklin Battinger Jr., the son of my client who had referred me to the Lombardi’s. I’d known him since he was five years old, but hadn’t seen him since he was in high school. He’d grown into one good looking man. I figure he had to be about Stephanie’s age, maybe a year older.
I would find out later that summer during a casual conversation with Frank Sr. that Franky and Stephanie had met while rowing for the same crew club in their early teens. They’d dated from time to time and even attended each others proms.
“Nothing to serious?” Sr. said with a grin. “But I think they were ‘friends with benefits’ if ya know what I mean? The lucky son of a bitch!” he added with a wink.
I chuckled uncomfortably but thought to myself, “Yeah, I know exactly what ya mean!”
Stephanie returned to kissing Franky while beginning to move her hand up and down inside his swim trunks. I looked on in awe from my vantage point.
Boyfriend wasn’t stupid. He quickly dropped his protest and started groping Stephanie’s tits through her flimsy black bikini top. As they continued to make out and fondle each other, I was able to hear the slurping sounds and moans of pleasure over the hum of the pump motor emanating from the nearby equipment room.
A moment later Stephanie broke the clinch, grabbed a pillow off the day bed, dropped it on the ground between the two of them and kneeled on it. Then, to Franky’s surprise, she grabbed his trunks by the waist and pulled them to his ankles.
Stephanie grabbed the guy’s already stiff prick by the base and began teasing the head while gazing up at his face. That’s what I imagined she would do to me every time I looked at the selfie where she stuck out her tongue. Man how I wished that was me she was giving head to, but unfortunately I was going to have to live vicariously through the lucky stud she was with.
The beautiful brunette took about half of Franky’s dick into her mouth then began to bob slowly while continuing to hold the bottom of his shaft. After less than a minute she lifted her mouth from his cock and allowed her saliva to drool down his cock. She then began stroking his spit slickened dick several times before taking the phallus back into her mouth.
As you can imagine my cock proceeded to grow uncomfortably in my shorts. I moved from a crouch to kneeling, then without hesitation unzipped my cargo shorts and pulled my stiffening dick clumsily through the fly of my boxers and pants. While the kneeling wasn’t the most comfortable position, it allowed me to stroke my cock while I continued to look on lustfully. The pleasure in my cock outweighed the pain in my knees.
On each down stroke my fist kept hitting something hard in my pocket. Then it dawned on me. “I have a video camera on my fuckin’ phone.!”
Without even a second thought about the moral or legal consequences of my actions, I reached into my left shorts pocket and pulled out my phone. I set it to video and pressed play. Then I placed it surreptitiously on the windowsill and hoped they wouldn’t notice and that it would record clearly enough that I could enjoy it later. Finally, I repositioned myself to look over the window ledge in real time, while still jerking my cock.
When I was finally able to refocus my attention on the horny couple, I saw Stephanie was continuing her tease…bob…drool…stroke blow job on a very appreciative Franky.
He especially liked when she would randomly stick out that sexy, pink tongue that I had jerked off to several times during the past week, and slapped his stiff dick on it.
A minute or so later Stephanie lowered her face slowly, deep throating as much of her stud’s cock as possible. That’s when Franky decided to take control. He grabbed her hair, which she was wearing in a ponytail, and used it like a handle to force her mouth up and down his dick rapidly. After several strokes he forced her nose into his pubes and held her against his crotch tightly.
“That’s it filthy slut, take my cock,” the young brute said menacingly.
“Ararg Ugh-uh” Stephanie spluttered as I could see her face turn red and more saliva dripped from the corner of her mouth. She placed the palms of her hands against Jr.’s muscular thighs and tried to push, to no avail.
Just as I contemplated intervening, Franky released his grip, allowing Stephanie to free her mouth. She coughed and spit as she violently gasped for air. But, within seconds she regained her composure and leapt to her feet.
“Oh, so ya want to play like that huh?” Stephanie hissed wickedly. Quick as a cat she grabbed Franky by the elbows and spun him so his back was to the day bed. Because his feet were still tangled in the legs of his swim trunks, he lost his balance which allowed Steph to push Franky onto the day bed on his back, his knees bent and feet flat on the pavers. She then swiftly removed her bikini bottoms and pounced on the bed like a feline. She straddled his torso, pinning his arms to the bed with her knees and sat her
pussy directly on his face.
Before I knew it, Stephanie reached back with her right arm and with a loud “Thwack!” gave Franky and open handed slap to his cock and balls. This caused him to flinch and groan loud enough that even with his face muffled with pussy I could hear it in the cabana. I didn’t know whether to cringe along with him or laugh out loud.
Then she says to Franky, “Now, are ya gonna play nice or do I have to punch you in your balls next?”
“Ay…ice!, Ay…ice” he quickly grunted, his face still full of cunt.
“Good, then start licking my clit!” she commanded, and freed his arms. “Yeah baby! Make me cum with that magic tongue and then we’ll fuck and I’ll let you cum in my twat!”
Any questions I may have had that this girl couldn’t handle herself were forever answered right in front of my eyes.
From my position I was able to see her lean back, place her hands on Franky’s thighs, then begin rotating her hips while grinding her snatch into his face. “Oh yes Franky, lick me just like that!” Stephanie cried and for the next couple minutes she rode her stud’s mouth like a bronco buster.
Without warning, Stephanie sat up, spun around so she was facing the the cabana window, then plopped her pussy back down on Franky’s face. “That’s it baby, eat my cunt! Mmm…yeah, just like that.” Then she did the sexiest thing I’d ever seen when she ripped off her bikini top, grabbed both her tits, arched her back, and began pulling on her excited nipples. “Ohhhh god that feels soohhhh good,” she groaned. I had to stop pulling on my cock otherwise I would have painted the wall with my cum right then.