Sexploits of Our Youth Ch. 03

You've Been Caught!

Things had not been going well for myself and Nat for some time. My job was the shits, her job sucked and we just seemed to drift apart. At night after work I would find myself in the basement playing Commadore 64 computer games. Tom, a young neighbor of 19 years, would generally pop over and play as well, with our fav games being various sports games. We would play until 10pm or so when I would wish him a good night and send him on his way.

This routine went on for some time when Natasha began sitting down there with us, chatting and watching us play. Natasha was always an absolute hater of video games, and yet there she was, every night. She would take a hot bath, dress in a robe and panties come downstairs and sit on the couch right between Tom and myself.

Nat was working part-time afternoons at the time and so she started staying up later with Tom after I went to bed at 10pm. Tom had to leave by 11pm as he worked nights so Nat would come the bed shortly after Tom left for the night.

One night I was unable to fall asleep as my mind raced with thoughts of those two making out, or to put it more bluntly, fucking each each. When Nat came to bed, I reached over and grabbed her pussy. She quickly told me she had a headache and to please just go to sleep. All I found out was that she wasn't interested in sex with me that night and that her pussy was dry. I think Nat realized that I was getting suspicious of her and Tom because out of the blue Tom stopped dropping over every night.

Over the next week or so I put together a rather well thought out plan to catch them in each other's arms. The next night Tom was over I told the two of them that I was tired and was going to take a nice long bath and go to bed early. It was near 9pm when I left for my bath and I had given the two of them an opportunity to get started with whatever it was they were up to. As I ran the bath water I washed quickly and was dried and dressed in my night wear before the water even stopped. My plan had just begun.

I figured that with the bath water only just stopped, they would think I was still in the tub upstairs. But not me, nope, I was slowly but surely making my way back down the stairs doing my utmost to ensure I was not making any sounds. When I got near the bottom of the stairwell I stopped. I thought my heart was going to jump out of my chest, they must have heard it I thought. I took a deep breath and peeked around the corner to my left. They were in the middle of the carpet just inside the entrance to the rec-room. I was not expecting them there so I quickly darted back out of sight on the stairwell.

Okay, I was in shock! My whole world was at odds with itself. I was sweating, wondering what to do next. I decided on another look. I took a longer look this time as they were so busy with each other that they never noticed me peeking around the corner. Time stopped for me. I could swear I watched them for a long time, a time long enough to paste a memory of the scene in my brain that has never left, even after nearly 40 years.

They were kneeling face to face, kissing each other on the lips like lovers do. Tom's sweat pants were pulled down to his knees. Natasha had her housecoat wide open and her panties were around one ankle. Their hands were all over each other's body. Nat had one hand on Tom's nuts while she stroked his manhood very gently with the other. Tom fondled Nat's left breast with his right hand while his left hand was busy penetrating her vagina.

All of a sudden, Tom saw me and he and Nat bolted to their feet. Tom Pulled his pants back up and began to try to walk past me. While this was going on, Natasha ran behind the bar with her panties still wrapped around one ankle. I stopped Tom and somehow managed to blurt out, "Where are going, it's early still?" Within a minute or so the three of us were back sitting on the couch only this time I sat in the middle. We watched a tv show, said nary a word to each other and Tom left as soon as the show was over, around 9:30pm.

As Tom and Natasha started up the stairs, I fell behind and checked behind the bar for Nat's panties. Sure enough, I didn't think she had time to pull them back on. I stuffed them into the housecoat pocket and went upstairs.

Once Tom was gone, Nat went to the kitchen for a drink of water while I sat in the living room waiting for her. I saw her walking down the hall towards the bedroom and I called her back. She turned and came into the entrance to the living room and asked me what I wanted, "What did you want Boris? I'm tired and just want to go to bed."

I looked at her from across the room and asked her if she was wearing panties. "Well that's a dumb question," complained Nat. "Of course I'm wearing panties."

"Really," I said. "What color are you wearing?"

She looked at me as though I was nuts before exclaiming she was wearing white ones. I asked her to open her robe and show me, so she said, "Fine!" and opened her robe only to finally realize she had not managed to get her panties back on after she ran behind the bar earlier. At that point I pulled the panties from the robe pocket and threw them at her.

Natasha immediately knew she and Tom had been caught.