The Voyeur…

The envelope had been left for me on the hotel’s darkened oak dresser, lying alongside a small bunch of fragrant red roses and a bottle of Moet & Chandon champagne. I smiled, chuckling, as I shook my head. It was exactly the same M.O. as before— such a cheek, so presumptuous! As usual his confidence was overflowing, and he was thoroughly expecting me to go through with his wishes. He had no doubt at all in his mind that I would end up doing whatever he asked of me.

I turned the envelope over in my hand. The strong fragrance of his cologne drifted upward from its surface to thrill and stir my insides; my tummy trembling with anticipation as I stroked the three kisses he had drawn in cursive script across its rear. I took out a single sheet of white paper, folded once to protect his hand-written message inside. The instructions he’d given me were quite clear.

“Get suitably dressed and take a walk through the park. Be daring; wear no underwear except for stockings. Show yourself to at least three people you find attractive; men or women. I will follow close by.” I tightened my groin, feeling rather aroused at the very thought of this wicked and slightly dangerous pursuit.

I turned around to face him, standing in the doorway with a wide grin across his face. “And what if one of them asks me to take things further?” I asked.

He grinned lustfully. “Then you can bring them back here,” he answered, “…but you know I will want to watch!”

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