Belinda had no idea The Colonel was watching her. The little crack between the tiles had been there when she and Tony had moved in. How could she know that The Colonel was using it for a peephole?
Belinda plunged her fingers in and out in an increasing rhythm of delight. It felt so good that she could hardly stop the trembling in her knees. She threw her head back and let the water beat down on her face, making little mewing sounds of pleasure. This was pure heaven, feeling the water splatter against her throbbing clit and jamming her fingers faster and faster into the spasming mouth of her hot pussy.
"Aaaagh, yesss!" Belinda groaned. She moved faster and faster and the jamming action of her plunging fingers made her titties wobble and jiggle on her chest.
The Colonel's hand was moving faster and faster too. His fingers took up the same rhythm as Belinda's. Both of them were almost at the peak now. It wouldn't take long before both of them would come.
Belinda howled in pleasure. Her pussy was red-hot now. It spasmed and moved, nipping and tugging at her fingers, forcing them deeper and deeper into the tight ring of her cunt. She felt the thrills build up to a fever pitch. Her body felt hot under the stinging spray and the needle-sharp drops of water splattered against her clit with full force.
"Aaaaagh!" Belinda squealed. She was almost coming now. The thrills got bigger and bigger, and then she was washing away on a tide of pure lust, writhing and squealing in ecstasy.
"Uhhhhhh!" The Colonel yelped. The cum shot out of the tip of his prick and splattered against the side of the bathtub. Spurt followed hot spurt until his cock was drained dry and his balls were emptied in a blast of pure pleasure.
The Colonel shook his head and grinned lewdly. That had really been a good one. He put his eyes back to the peekhole and watched Belinda pull her fingers from her pussy. He almost chuckled out loud at the transformation in her face. The look of lust had been replaced with a worried frown.
Belinda shut off the shower and cocked her head toward the door. When she didn't hear anything, she smiled. Thank God Tony hadn't come home and found her playing with her pussy in the shower. Tony would never understand something as depraved as that. He would be angry with her for giving way to something that wasn't in the least bit ladylike.
The Colonel's grin turned into a frown. The poor girl was obviously feeling as guilty as hell now. He wished that she wouldn't feel quite so guilty. There wasn't anything wrong with playing with her pussy. Lots of women did that when there wasn't a man around. He wished that he could go next door and tell her that.
The Colonel shook his head. Her husband must not be very good in bed. He was probably twice the man that Tony was. He wished that he was young enough to prove it to her. He could make her come with his cock, now that he knew just what turned her on. He could finger her little clit just as well as the shower had.
The Colonel almost laughed out loud at his thoughts. Imagine that! He was supposed to be too old for fucking, according to Gladys. And here he was fantasizing about satisfying the girl next door, a girl young enough to be his daughter!
The Colonel wiped up the cum in the bathtub and crawled back into bed carefully. He sure didn't want Gladys to wake up and ask him what he was doing wandering around at this hour of the night. He still thought about Belinda though and how he would love the chance to fuck her. If the opportunity ever presented itself, you could be damn sure he was going to try it!
"He didn't wake you up when he came back?" Sharon asked, looking absolutely dumbfounded. "What a dunce! Did he know what you had planned for the evening?"
"Uh, no," Vera giggled. "Everything was going just fine until Mrs. Gooch called. Then it took him so long to come back that I fell asleep."
Sharon sighed. "Well, there's always tonight," she said, grinning. "At least you'll get a second chance at it. I'll probably be dead after Andy gets through with me tonight. I really blew it last night?"
Vera nodded thoughtfully after she'd heard Sharon's story. "It's too bad he's not playing around with another woman," she remarked lightly. "Then you could tell him that you found out and you could compromise, you know he doesn't ask you questions and you won't ask any either. That would work out fine."
Sharon shook her head. "I'm pretty sure that he plays around at work, but there's no way of catching him," she confessed. "I wish he was playing around with someone in the building. Then I could catch him red-handed."
Vera grinned thoughtfully. "There's that woman down on the first floor, Georgette, I think her name is. Vance says he's sure that she sleeps with men for the rent. It'd be great if you could catch Andy playing around with her."
"Hey," Sharon said, starting to giggle. "Does she seem like a nice woman? I mean, do you think she'd be willing to go along with a joke?"
Vera slapped her hand to her mouth. "You-you're not really going to ask her to do it, are you?" she gasped. "God! I'd never have nerve like that!"
"Come on down with me," Sharon begged. "Come on, Vera. You can say that you're checking for leaks or something in her apartment. Then you can introduce me and I can figure out some way of asking her."
Fifteen minutes later Vera and Sharon were giggling as the elevator sped up to Sharon's floor.
"Georgette's really nice," Vera giggled. "And to think we thought she was a whore. God! I've never teen so embarrassed!"
"Georgette thought it was funny," Sharon gasped, giggling even harder than Vera. "I just about died when we found out she was a photographer and the guys coming over were just picking up proofs."
Vera and Sharon had no sooner gotten in the door of Sharon's apartment when the phone rang.
"Wow!" Sharon giggled as she hung up the phone. "That was Georgette. She said she was thinking about Andy and how I'd be in trouble if I couldn't catch him in bed with someone and she offered to do it for kicks!"
"God, what a nice person!" Vera giggled. "You mean she's going to seduce Andy for kicks? How is she going to do it, anyway?"
"Well," Sharon grinned, "you have to help me set it up. You're supposed to take Andy to her apartment after work. Tell him that Vance is busy and there's an emergency at Georgette's apartment after you take him there, come straight upstairs. Georgette said to give her fifteen minutes and then both of us should barge right in. She promised to have Andy in a pretty compromising situation."
"Sounds like fun," Vera giggled. "You can bet I'll do my part. I can hardly wait until Andy gets home. He's going to be one pretty surprised guy when we walk in."
Andy was in a bad mood all the way home. He was going to have a long talk with Sharon when he got there. He'd been thinking about the way she'd sucked his cock last night and it had given him a bad headache. He was positive that Sharon was playing around with another man. That was the only explanation he could come up with. Someone had taught her to suck cocks and it sure wasn't him!
"Hi, Andy," Vera called out when he stepped into the elevator. "Uh, I've got a little problem this afternoon. Do you suppose you could help me out?"
Just a few minutes later Andy was knocking on the door to 103. He didn't really want to handle an emergency for Vera, but he knew that Vance was overworked and they'd done him lots of favors in the last six months. He hoped that it would be something simple like a plugged-up sink. He wanted to hurry and have it out with Sharon. His jealousy was eating at his insides like a raw dose of pepper.
"Come in," a female voice answered his knock. "The door's unlocked. I'm in the bathroom."
Andy hesitated at the bathroom door. Clouds of steam rolled out, and he didn't know whether he should go in or not. The lady inside was obviously taking a bath. The water was still running.