Chapter Two

What the Houseguest Saw

Edward awoke in the bright and airy guest quarters that had been assigned to him: a room papered in creamy yellow, trimmed in white enamel, and bathed in the early morning sunlight that streamed through the lace-curtained windows. He closed his eyes, content to snuggle in the cozy warmth for just a while longer, but a niggling need to relieve himself grew in intensity until finally he sat up, swung his feet over the bed, and grabbed for his silk robe. Still half asleep, he padded off down the hall to empty his bladder.

As he neared the bathroom he noticed that the door stood partially ajar. He heard a noise. Someone was in there! The distinct sound of water running into a tub confirmed his suspicions. Instantly alert, he pressed back hard against the wall, and edged closer till he could peak around the door jamb.

What he saw caused his piss-swollen prick to sit up and take notice! It was the slender blonde, her back to the door, at the very moment she was slipping a satin peach-colored wrapper off her shoulders. He watched, scarcely daring to breathe, as she draped the folded robe over a bench that stood beside the tub. Completely unaware of her fascinated male observer, the young woman casually continued her undressing, crossing her arms and reaching for the hem of hip-length camisole she wore, gathering up two fistfuls of the silky fabric and skimming the flimsy slip up her body and over her head in one swift movement. Fired with lust, the barely-breathing onlooker couldn’t help reaching down to clutch his hardening penis through the thin robe he wore.

His eyes were glued on the stripping girl, as Edward slowly stroked his erection wrapped in handful of silk. He stood there captivated by the slender taper of the girl’s back, her lithe legs, and those low compact hips banded by a pair of thin panties that lovingly encased her prim, high-set cheeks. The view from behind was superb! Catherine’s skimpy underpants were not quite adequate to do the job, so that twin crescents were left exposed, peeking out with saucy insolence from under the overarching leg bands. The electric thrill was followed by a powerful wave of lust that ran through the randy lad. He slipped his hand under the robe to free his raging manhood. And he stood there, transfixed, fingering his naked cock while he watched the girl…taking off her clothes… just for him!

Still unaware that she was being observed, young Catherine turned to one side as she deposited the crumpled camisole on the bench along with the discarded robe, unknowingly presenting her secret admirer with a side view of her slim bare-breasted form. Then, without further ado, she hooked her thumbs into the elastic waistband and, bending at the hips, swiftly ran her un