Melissa's Shameless Act

Melissa’s Shameless Act

By: Jake Olive

If Melissa had just gone to work that day, the whole thing with David never would have started.

Melissa was 24 and she had already been married for almost five years. She loved being married to her husband but sometimes she thought about the past that she never had because she had signed up for an adult life so early. There was a part of her personality that was sexually adventurous and it was a part of her that was very much unexplored. She had a wonderful life with her husband but sometimes she felt like a race car that never ventured out on the track. It sometimes seemed like a part of her life was just missed and sometimes it made her sad. And frustrated.

The young couple lived in a very nice condo just north of San Diego in a town called Del Mar. They both spent a great deal of time working. Her husband Paul was a Vice President for a marketing company and Melissa worked as a junior sales associate at a local telecommunications company.

Melissa’s problems started on a Friday morning in September when she should have been at work. She had decided to skip work on this sunny Friday to get an early start on what was to be a busy weekend. It was a warm morning for San Diego. The morning skies were almost always filled with offshore clouds but this day had opened sunny and clear. It had been a very mild summer but the weather had finally warmed up like Melissa very much liked it. She awoke in a great mood so she had decided to call in sick for work and take their dog for a walk on the beach. Having a successful husband had its’ privileges.

When Melissa arrived home from the walk, she went upstairs and took a quick shower. She had left all the windows open in an attempt to fully capture the wonderful morning and she had planned to use the early part of the day to get some light housework done in order to give their whole weekend a little more free time for fun.

The young brunette blew dry her hair and put on a small black thong. As she did this, she heard the familiar alarm coming from her clothes dryer sound and she quickly scampered from the bathroom past the open bedroom windows to retrieve the clothes while her laundry was still wrinkle free. As she walked back up the stairs to the bedroom warm clothes in tow, she could feel the warm breeze on her bare and freshly washed skin and it made her feel just a bit naughty.

Melissa was relatively small at five foot four but had a fit body with firm round boobs. Her husband had been on of the few people to ever see her naked and while many young girls are self conscious about their bodies, Melissa kind of liked hers and wished maybe a few more men had seen it. It was one of the bad things about marrying your high school sweetheart, no matter how much you love him it sometimes left her a bit restless.

In the condo across the small grassy knoll, David Belcher was also beginning his morning routine. David was a machinist who had been out of work now for many months. His morning routine consisted of black coffee, a job search that would last between 30 minutes and an hour and then a long leisurely morning browsing internet porn sites. At 45 years old, David was still reasonably good looking and he had been divorced for a number of years. He dated as often as an unemployed divorced machinist who loves internet porn can date; so he had a lot of free time.

He often kept and eye towards Paul and Melissa’s condo when he knew the young wife was home. He had never really seen much through their bedroom window, but when the blinds were open he was always aware of it because of the wonderful sightlines between the two condos. It was about 10:30 when he first saw Melissa dash behind the window. He quickly removed the pants that had previously been bunched at his ankles, he darkened the room the best he could and moved silently towards the window.

He was not sure of what he had seen, but it seemed to him that Melissa might have been naked as she had passed behind the open window.

It all had happened so fast.

After a moment it occurred to him to grab his camcorder “just in case.” He silently crouched in the relative darkness with his right hand at the ready on the camcorder and his left hand lazily stoking his cock.  David  patiently waited in the case that what he had seen really was the naked girl. He sat, he stroked and he waited. He had plenty of time.

Melissa arrived back into the bedroom with the laundry. She dropped the clothes on the bed and thought for a second about putting on a pair of shorts and a tee shirt but the naughty side of her personality won out and she began to fold her and her husbands clothes wearing nothing but the black thong, She felt very sexy as the she could feel the warm summer breeze coming through the window and across her bare back. She knew the blinds were open but she also knew most people in the complex worked during the week and given her proximity on the second floor she felt her sexy little adventure was probably pretty safe. She was mostly done folding the load of laundry when she saw movement out of the corner of her eye.

Melissa felt a surge of adrenaline push through her as she realized she might be being watched. Standing very still she slowly looked toward the vanity mirror to see the reflection of movement that was now behind her. She knew her brown little bottom pointed proudly in that direction and she felt a wild rush of excitement flash through her as she imagined a young man hiding in the shadows watching her.

In the window across the way she thought she saw just such a man crouched low behind the window sill. She quickly looked away from her potential voyeur because subconsciously she didn’t want to scare him off or even verify that it was just her imagination. She then slowly walked out of sight to try and collect her thoughts.

David had by now been filming Melissa for about three minutes. He had sexually relieved himself just short of three minutes ago when it became clear that Melissa was indeed in a g-string as she had began folding her laundry. He had since been very intent on filming the young girl for his future use. She was slightly tanned, very fit and she had wonderfully delicious young breasts and a cute little butt. It was better that anything he had ever imagined seeing through her window.

Melissa was not really sure of what she had seen and she didn’t know who lived the condo across the grassy knoll. She stood now out of sight and felt the thrill of being watched by a stranger. “Was that real?” she struggled to compose herself but somehow felt compelled to walk back out in view. After a deep breath she walked slowly in front of the window trying with the corner of her eye to see if he was still there.

She saw nothing.

She was awash in a strange kind of lust and she now stood on the far side of the window not wanting this to stop. Fighting her better judgment and with her body full of sexual excitement she reached to her sides and pulled off her panties. Without another thought, she crawled back into view and up onto the bed and she began to masturbate. She kept her eyes tightly closed because she was afraid she had imagined the whole thing and she was so excited and now so desperately wanted someone to watch her. She rolled across the bed and ended up with her head on the pillow masturbating directly towards the open window. As she built steadily towards a powerful orgasm she tried to imagine that there was indeed a young man there watching.

Across the way David was again rock hard as he watched the show unfold. As his camcorder kept silently to it’s shameful work David was building towards and orgasm of his own. As he watched Paul’s young wife’s orgasm begin he powerfully let fly three long torrents of sperm go,  he heard one splatter flatly against the far wall of his small room.

Melissa had also broke free into the wonderland of sexual release. She now simultaneously wanting and fearing that there might be eyes upon her. It felt so unreal to her as this strange lust flowed through her. As it’s effects began to ebb, she soberly found the resolve to open her eyes. As she began  to pull clear from her sexual haze she saw the form of a naked middle aged man standing in the window where she had first glanced the movement. He stood with a half erect cock pointing directly at her as he looked through the view finder of a very  impressive looking camcorder.

Screaming silently, she quickly rolled off the bed and onto the floor and fully out of sight.

As David realized that he too had been discovered he also moved out of sight leaving the stage of Melissa’s performance now completely empty.

It was very quiet across the mostly empty complex as Melissa and David stood out of sight with racing hearts and wet fingers.

In David’s condo a man smiled broadly as he moved to retrieve his pants from behind his desk.

In Melissa’s condo, a scared young girl crawled naked below the window in an attempt to escape the scene for the safety of her familiar bathroom.

“Oh my God, Oh my god, Oh my god” was all Melissa could say.

She struggled to understand why she had so easily given into such a shameless and public act.

“He was filming? Oh my god, Oh my god.”

Melissa stood in the bathroom for at least twenty minutes composing herself. She put the clothes on she had planned to wear before the went to retrieve the laundry. Her stomach was in knots.

“Who is that guy?’ “Could he actually film all the way over here?

So many questions, too many things……

David watched the first run through on his PC and was thrilled with the quality and the resolution of the picture.. He sat back in his desk chair behind his now closed blinds a very happy man. He began to burn a copy of the DVD for his own special use.

“Sweetheart I am looking forward to knowing you better” he said softly while he ejected the disk.

In Melissa’s condo, the young wife left the bathroom and then closed her bedroom blinds.

“It all happened so fast, what was I thinking?”

She stepped back into her darkened bedroom a very regretful and scared young girl. She had let herself and her husband down. “why did I do that???”

And then she heard a knock at her door.

She slowly descended the stairs and looked at the back of her front door. When the knocks came a second time she leaned up to the peephole and looked out.

She saw David Belcher looking back at her.