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  Mardi Gras Publishing, LLC

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  Daphne, AL 36526

  This is a work of fiction. Names, places, characters and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to any actual persons, living or dead, organizations, events or locales is entirely coincidental.

  ISBN-13 978-1-934329-76-4 ISBN-10 1-934329-76-2

  Secrets Inc. Display Me © 2007 Justine Paper

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  Secrets Inc.,

  Display Me

  Chapter One

  Josh looked through the window and saw Gwen. Her naked body was displayed, seemingly for him with her front facing the window. Her back arched as her lover pumped from behind her. Gwen’s breasts moved with each thrust. He had her lovely ass bent over on her bed. His eyes were closed, his face strained to fight his climax. She, however, appeared bored, not enjoying her boyfriend’s attempts at pleasure, until she saw Josh watching from outside her apartment.

  All at once her face tensed; her nipples grew tight. Her hands clutched the covers. He could not hear her, but he saw her mouth move. The man behind her followed her orgasm with one of his own. She appeared unconcerned with him and locked gazes with Josh.

  Josh kept watching.

  He had never been into voyeurism, not beyond an occasional porn tape. This woman’s fantasy was to be fucked in front of everyone, an exhibitionist. Josh doubted that she had ever admitted it, not even to her boyfriend. He knew it though. It wasn’t the way she would open her curtains before having sex or the way she would sunbathe topless. He knew because his line was one of the ancient ones, and he had given Gwen a special flyer. A magical piece of paper that let Josh see into her deepest desires.

  Knowing a woman’s private fantasies could be construed as a violation of her privacy. Josh couldn’t worry with that. He was part of an old order, trying to build their ranks. Few even knew about the old lines of power. He was certain Gwen knew nothing of her heritage. She was meant to be with him though, even if she had another man’s cock in her now.

  Most couples found each other, but some too late to have children. Secrets Incorporated came into being to revive the old lines, to help couples find each other in this lifetime while young enough to produce children with power in their veins.

  Gwen stared at him, those dark brown eyes holding his gaze. He mouthed the words ‘I love you’ then turned from the window before her boyfriend noticed anything. This was not the right time to make his move.

  Josh walked across the small courtyard to his apartment. His bedroom window faced hers. The back of each apartment faced the back of the others. There were six in all, two buildings with three apartments each. The office sat on one end and a pool on the other.

  It was early, and this Saturday promised to be sunny. Josh hoped Gwen stuck to her regular routine. When her boyfriend left for work, she would go outside and sunbathe right below his balcony. He had a plan for his little Gwen this Saturday.

  The apartments were usually quiet. No children lived there. Three apartments had elderly occupants, only one ever venturing outdoors. She was a wonderful woman named Margaret, who never seemed bothered by Gwen. For all her nudist behaviors, only one older man complained, but no one paid him any attention.

  Gwen acted like a nice girl. Her only improprieties were topless sunbathing and “forgetting” to close her curtains while having sex. She never partied, no drugs, and only started dating her current jerk a week before Josh moved into the complex. She worked as a veterinarian’s assistant. He had gotten to know her, spent time learning about the woman who would some day be his wife. He also considered Gwen a friend.

  He opened the door and stepped into chilly air conditioning. Josh went to the dial on the wall and adjusted it. The last thing he needed was Gwen getting too cold if he managed to get her up here.

  As he went through his apartment, he started cleaning. He worked as a pharmacist in town. It was a boring job, but it paid well. It also provided him a few luxuries. Luxuries that had lured Gwen over on several occasions when she wanted to watch his large flat screen television. Nothing ever happened, not yet. It was his plan to lure her upstairs again, but this time he would irritate her into it.

  Josh padded across the deep carpeting to the tile in the kitchen. In the top drawer was a bag of balloons. He opened them, pulling out the first, a red one, and stretching the opening over the spout of the faucet. He turned on the water, watching the liquid slosh, stretching the sides of the balloon. A strange drop shaped ball formed, and he pulled the balloon free, tying the end. He repeated the procedure until he had a sink full of water balloons.

  At eleven o’clock, he stepped onto the balcony near the kitchen. There she was, just settling onto her lawn chair below him. Her hair was wet. She must’ve showered after her boyfriend which made this game all the better. With any luck, that bastard would never touch her again.

  “Hello, Gwen.” He called down to her.

  “Hi, Josh.”

  She gave him a little smile, a secret smile. He had watched her, and it made her climax. He’d done that, not the man working up a sweat behind her. Josh had brought her to orgasm without even touching her.

  “What are you doing?”

  “Just standing up here…watching.”

  Fifteen minutes passed, and she untied her top. Instead of seeing those tanned breasts with dark brown nipples, she lay on her stomach giving him a view of her back. She loved to tease him, too.

  Josh stepped inside and took two water balloons from the sink. He dropped the first down, landing perfectly in the middle of her back. The balloon burst, causing Gwen to give a short startled scream as she jerked upright.

  “So, that’s what I have to do to look at your breasts.”

  “You asshole.”

  Her anger was genuine until she looked around at the balloon then caught his stare. What he loved the most was the way she danced around, those large breasts swaying as she fussed at him with pretend fury.

  He took the second balloon and tossed it. This one missed, splashing on the concrete below and getting her feet wet. She cut her eyes at him, gave him that look that said he was in trouble. He enjoyed her trouble.

  “You’ve seen my boobs, now cut it out.”

  “But I want to get your panties wet, so I can be the one fucking you in front of the window instead of that little dicked boyfriend of yours.”

  Her mouth opened, closed, then finally she commented. “You wish.”

  “Yes, I do.”

  Josh stepped back inside and retrieved two more balloons. Gwen had resumed her position on the chair, only breasts upward for his viewing pleasure. Now was when the fun would start. He took a balloon and tossed it down, aiming for that pretty blue cloth covered crotch of hers. It hit the target, nailing those lovely privates.

  “Cut it out, Josh.”

  “Gee, I’m sorry. I’ll kiss it and make it better for you.”

  “Leave me alone. You know I have a boyfriend.”

  “I know you don’t like him. I know you are only with him because you’re afraid of being alone. I even know that you caught him cheating on you last weekend.”

  She got up, a mix of anger and surprise in her expression. “I don’t know what y
ou’re talking about.”

  He tossed another balloon, hitting her breasts, causing a sweet wet smack. Her nipples were hard, and the bottom of her bathing suit soaked. She had her hands on her hips, not bothering to cover herself.

  “Stop it.”

  “Come up here and make me.”

  Josh pulled another balloon from the sink.

  “Don’t you do it.”

  He tossed it down. She started running toward his back steps as the balloon busted on the concrete. She left her top and towel below. It was perfect. He had a half naked woman heading to his apartment.

  Gwen didn’t knock, only thrust open the door. Her tan skin was wet; dark nipples trembling slightly with each breath. She had applied eyeliner before sunbathing beneath him. It was something she never did, at least not before he watched her fuck this morning.

  Her face was full of mock fury, but her body slowed as the door swung open as if she just became aware that she was half-naked in his apartment. Her bare feet shifted on his carpet, and she glanced at the hallway, probably measuring off her retreat.

  “I got your panties wet.”

  “So.” She play punched him in the arm.

  “You’re dripping on my carpet. Take them off.”

  “No.” A mischievous smile crept across her lips, full of sin. There were some lovely things he would like to do with that mouth.

  “I’ve seen that hot little snatch before, now show me again. Or do you enjoy being dripping wet?”

  “Can I have a towel?”

  Josh stepped to the kitchen and retrieved a small hand towel. He came back swinging it, noticing the cynicism on her face. She might not be won as easily as he had hoped. Then again, she was expected to put up a fight.

  “Come a little further inside. The least I could do is dry you off.”

  She took a tentative step forward. Josh didn’t bother closing the door. He knew she didn’t want him to. Besides, no one would be out today. He could have his way with her and ease her into her fantasy.

  He started drying her arms, and she let him. His small towel went over her breasts. He let the towel shift, rubbing her nipple with the tips of his fingers. Her breathing changed, became ragged.

  “You’re very beautiful, Gwen.”

  With slow motions, he lowered the towel to her drenched bikini bottom. He put the towel high in his hand, drying her then sliding his index finger along the indention hidden in blue cloth.

  “I shouldn’t be here.”

  “There are lots of things we shouldn’t do, but they feel so right.” He put his face near her ear, hot breath filling it. His arms wrapped around her and dropped the towel to the floor. One hand slid into her bikini bottom; the other tickled her breasts. “I’m going to take off your bottoms. I want to see you, all of you. I want to watch the cloth peel off that fine ass.”

  Gwen stiffened. This would be the deciding moment. Would she give into her fantasies, or would she run because good girls never told their secrets? Good girls were not supposed to have fantasies. He hated society’s rules. Maybe Gwen had the stuff to shake them.

  She didn’t move as he reached for her hips, pushing the wet fabric down, down. He lowered with them until her fine ass was in his face. With her bottoms around her ankles, he let his teeth graze that ass, and Gwen jumped, started to step away. Josh had her bottoms at her ankles, trapping her.

  “Don’t,” he whispered to her ass. “I know you like to be watched. There’s nothing wrong with it. I like to watch. It wouldn’t be so bad if we entertained each other.”

  Her thighs tightened, and he slid his hand along the soft skin, creeping toward her mound. He wouldn’t force her, but when her thighs opened automatically, he went higher, outlining her sex then cupping it.

  “Do you want the door opened or closed?”

  For a minute, he didn’t think she would answer. “Closed…for now.”

  He kicked the door closed with his foot. Carefully he helped her take the bottoms off her ankles. There she was naked, smelling of coconut and want. She was at a pivotal point; now, he had to push her.

  “Come with me.”

  She started toward the bedroom, but he pulled her to the chair in the living room. This was a woman who had never given into her wants, only that of whatever man she had dated. Whether she realized it or not, today would be about her.

  “Sit on the chair for me. Will you?”

  Gwen sat on the beige chair, her tan body a beautiful contrast. Her breasts quivered, breathing more rapid than after running up the steps. The best part was her eyes. The deep browns were wide, a mix of anticipation and desire.

  “I’m not afraid of my fantasies. I want to share one with you.” He put his hands on her knees, spreading her legs. He moistened his lips and crept toward her dark curled mound. “I want to watch you come for me. I want you to lie here and do this.” He parted her pussy lips with his finger and found her rosy clit. With a delicate touch, he circled it, pressing lightly until she moaned. He loved the sound of her moan. A slight womanly scent followed. He had to taste it but not yet. This wild mare had to be broken first. Instead, he licked his fingers and stuck two inside her mound. She gasped.

  “I shouldn’t.”

  He withdrew his fingers. “You should and you will. Now, entertain me.”

  It took all of his willpower to move across the room to the couch, but he did. She had a fantasy, and he would fulfill it. She only sat there though; legs spread wide, hands on her thighs.

  “I know what you need.”

  Josh stepped to the bedroom and retrieved cherry scented lubricant. He purchased it specifically for this occasion but thought it would come in handy later. Of course, it was more than lubricant. The extra ingredients had come from a special spell he discovered.

  As he returned to the living room, he saw Gwen off the chair, reaching for her bottoms. She was leaving. So many years of never admitting her fantasies had made it hard for her to accept them.

  “Back on the chair,” he ordered.

  She looked up at him, eyes wide. He wasn’t sure what he should do at this point. Her fantasy didn’t include being dominated but to unlock her inner power, he had to unlock the things she put away for fear of being different.

  “I have something special for you.”

  Wordlessly, she returned to the chair. He again spread her thighs, exposing her pretty pink pussy. He wanted to taste it though, that pure woman taste before contaminating her.

  “I told myself to wait, but I’ve wanted to eat that pussy for so long.” This time he looked her in the eyes when he said it, wanted her to see he had no shame in his lusts. “I wanted to get you in my convertible and eat your pussy while driving down the road, letting every big rig driver get his jollies by watching you buck under my tongue.”

  “What else have you wanted?” Her first response came with a husky quality creeping into her voice.

  “There’s this club I want to take you to. It has a special area away from the dancing and drinking. Down there, anything goes.” He smiled fighting the urge to bury his face in that pussy.

  “What would we do there?”

  “You will suck my cock while we order, then I will fuck you on the table, letting all watch that wanted to.” He couldn’t keep the smile off his face. “After dinner, I have a perverse present for you. Something only a woman could handle.”

  “Tell me.” Her thighs trembled ever so slightly.

  “It’s a surprise. A naked surprise.”

  “I have a boyfriend.”

  “Dump him. I wouldn’t want any guilt. You don’t love him anyway. I promise you this, you will love me.”

  Josh grabbed the cordless phone from the table next to her and put it in her lap. She reached down, picking it up, staring as if she didn’t know what it was. Apparently, she needed a little nudge.

  Between her legs, that was the way to give her what she wanted. Josh pushed her thighs wide and gave into his desires. He kissed each of her inner thighs, m
oving upward to her fat pussy lips. Each he sucked into his mouth, only to open them for the real prize inside. The clit. He loved how it puckered out, its pretty deep pink. He kissed it softly, then harder, pulling it, suckling, burying his face into her thatch of brown fur.

  “Josh, wait. I’m dialing, I’m dialing.”

  He heard the phone, but he couldn’t stop now. He had a fantasy now, too. It would be too perfect for her to come while on the phone. This became his goal. He stuck his tongue into her tight little pussy, fucking her with it, tasting her juices. Her thighs trembled. She pushed down at him, tried to dislodge his face from this heavenly place.

  “I need to speak to Greg,” she said breathlessly.

  This was his chance. He nipped at her clit, and she moaned. That sweet bud seemed to pulse, grow stiff with desire. He licked hard, lapping her juices. Her pussy was glossy slick. A little more and she wouldn’t be able to stop. He pushed his face hard into her; harder licks, nips, grazes from his teeth.

  “I’m breaking up with you, Greg. Don’t ever call me again.”

  Gwen dropped the phone and moaned, body moving, hips grinding against him. She gripped the chair with both hands as her orgasm rocked through her. Sweet womanly tastes kept him licking even after her orgasm had stopped.

  A voice broke through his fervor. He looked at the floor then at his “accidental” exhibitionist. She hadn’t hung up the phone. Her now ex boyfriend had heard everything. Josh enjoyed that, too, especially since the bastard had cheated on her.

  “I guess this means you’ll date me now.”

  Gwen nodded, still breathless.

  “Good. I took the liberty of picking out a special dress for you to wear. Why don’t you shower for me, and we can start our day.”

  Chapter Two

  Gwen noticed the shower door was glass, without frosting or those distorting crinkles. His apartment had two bedrooms, two baths. The one he took her to was off his bedroom. The toilet was separated by a door, but nothing else. Josh even had his bed positioned to watch her in the shower.