In Plain Sight

All characters are over the age of 18 at the time of any sexual activity.

These are the first two chapters in 'Exposing Desires: In Plain Sight', book one. The full book is on Kindle. I hope you enjoy reading it!

'Excerpt of story is mostly voyeuristic. M/F/M. Oral. Solo Act.

After an exhausting late-night shift, Audrey is relieved to be able to clock out and go home. However, her boyfriend, Kyle, has other plans. His sudden boldness surprises Audrey. She knows public displays of affection have always made him uncomfortable, so she can't resist an impulsive encounter in the parking lot. As passion overtakes them, Audrey notices a lone stranger standing just beyond the windshield, watching in silence. Instead of fear, she feels a familiar, thrilling spark that awakens a hidden part of herself. What begins as a spontaneous encounter quickly becomes an unspoken performance turning a private moment into an intoxicating game and feeds her desire. But fascination has a way of blurring boundaries.

Some passions are impossible to resist.

Someone is watching.

Audrey undid the top button of her blouse and slowly moved on to the next. She glanced out the window to her right. The overhead light cast a harsh glow on the window pane hiding the darkness beyond. It gave anyone watching from outside a clear view of her body, but she wasn't about to stop the show in case he was out there again tonight.

'Please be there', she pleaded to herself.

She had positioned her body where she could be seen through the window while being able to watch herself in the mirror at the same time. Her body thrummed in anticipation. She could feel herself getting wetter as she imagined him out there, watching her undress... knowing he was watching excited her more than anything else.

Knowing he knew that she knew he was there...

Audrey first noticed the man about two months ago. He stood utterly motionless in the darkness. A silhouette half hidden behind the trunk of a large oak tree that stood in the yard.

The silk of the nightie slid over her lanky frame, caressing her skin as it flowed. Soft material grazed her puckered, upward pointing nipples, which she immediately felt between her legs. The twin peaks strained against the fabric. Audrey admired her perky B-cup breasts, one of the things she loved most about her body. They were small enough that she didn't need to wear a bra, but could, if she wanted to. Which she didn't. She hated bras and avoided them as much as possible.

Her large steel blue eyes met the ones in her reflection, taking in her recently acquired muscle definition. Proof positive her gym membership was worth the money she spent on it. Her lush mane of glossy, wheat blonde hair swayed halfway down her back. It was thick and shimmered in the sun, providing a beautiful frame for her face. Running a hand down her long, flat abdomen, she admired the hint of her abs starting to define themselves. Turning her back towards the mirror, Audrey studied the downward slope of her small heart shaped ass as it rounded into two smooth globes. She couldn't help but wonder what she would look like with more lift to rear. Nothing too drastic, of course, as she was small enough that it wouldn't take much to start looking cartoon-ish. Audrey had never been very critical of her body until she started dating her ex-boyfriend, Kyle Ritland.

In the beginning, he really made her feel special and cared for. Always complimenting her. Texting her several times a day just to "check in". Three weeks after officially becoming exclusive, he suddenly asked Audrey to move in together. As flattering as it was to know he was serious about their future, she was hesitant about moving that quickly that early on. Audrey explained that she wanted to wait a little bit longer before they made a commitment like that. Kyle seemed a little disappointed. However, he seemed to understand. The next day came and went with no text from him. Audrey didn't think too much of it. She assumed he was busy at work. But after two more days without a call, text, or response to her messages, she started to rethink her decision. After all, they really clicked on many levels. Both had good paying jobs. They enjoyed the same movies. Both of them liked to keep a clean house. They enjoyed the same activities, mainly hiking, pool, and concerts. And sex. It didn't hurt that the sex was good. Kyle's cock may have been a little smaller than she preferred, but he had other talents that more than made up for it.

Kyle was an absolute hottie. That was just a fact. He was 5'7 1/2", stocky and solidly built. The broadness of his shoulders and chest made him look wider than tall. He was solid muscle and when he picked her up, her body had an almost visceral response. Audrey loved the way his shirts fit snugly to his muscular frame straining the fabric. She often caught herself staring at his body, admiring the curve of muscle and the way his clothing tightened them when he moved. His square face was smooth and clean shaven. An angular jaw rested under his gently sculpted cheekbones, while bright hazel eyes were framed by dark eyelashes. Tousled chestnut hair stopped at his ears and framed a clear, youthfully charming face.

In hindsight, he was waving red flags in her face. She chose to ignore them repeatedly. She rationalized everything, prioritizing the potential of the relationship over reality because she had a silly crush. Did she love him? No. But she cared about him. A lot.

While Kyle was a gym rat, Audrey hardly ever had time to work out. The bar where she worked was severely understaffed, which meant she was on her feet all night. She almost never had time to relax. As the senior bartender with the most experience, Bruno Agosti, her boss, would often call her to come in on her days off. The job was exhausting, but the money was great. So, she wasn't complaining too much. Plus, Bruno was always good to her. He was another gorgeous man in her life. Her pulse sped up at the thought of him.

Occasionally, Kyle would criticize her body in an effort to motivate her to go to the gym. At least, that was the reason he gave. She explained to him how she didn't find it helpful at all. That it actually made her feel bad about herself. He would always tell her to stop being dramatic. Or that she was making him feel bad for just trying to help her. Granted, she had expressed that she'd like to get toned at some point, but she also made it clear she was perfectly happy with her body the way it was. She was mainly trying to show an interest in his passion. Over time, resentment built. No matter how much she tried to explain to Kyle how she hated when he made comments about her body, he would still do it. He didn't see anything wrong with his behavior.

He said things like "Baby, you're almost perfect. You just need a little more muscle tone and you'll be drop-dead gorgeous!" and "Imagine how great you'd look in a bikini at the beach with your abs a little more defined. I could show you off to everyone!"

'You could do that now', she thought, irritably.

It was starting to grate on her nerves. Eventually, the criticisms eroded her self esteem, draining her emotionally. She stopped wearing the fun outfits that made her feel sexy and she hid behind looser clothing. At the beach, while on vacation, she grabbed a semi-sheer wrap to cover her waist without a second thought. She never would have done that before. Immediately after sex with Kyle, she would search for something ~anything~ to cover her body with, shielding herself.

The break up happened three months ago. There had been a sudden influx of last minute stragglers in the bar, so Audrey had to stay later than expected. After counting her till and tips, she gathered her belongings. The cool night air bit at her skin as she crossed the parking lot and hopped into the passenger seat. Twisting, she dropped her purse and jacket in the backseat. Kyle tossed his cell phone on the dash and leaned over to kiss her. "Did you miss me?" He asked.

She laughed against his lips, "Mmmmm.. I sure did."

He stroked her face as the sweetness of his tongue claimed her mouth. Audrey could feel her pulse speed up and heat pool between her thighs. He was so damn good at kissing. He could always make her body melt in a matter of seconds. Kyle traced a slow path downward to cup her right breast over her leather halter crop top. He teased her nipple with his thumb until it puckered under his touch. Audrey's breath hitched in her throat. She covered his hand with hers, "Take me home. I need you right now."

With a languid grin, he nuzzled her nose with his. "We aren't going home yet, babe," he growled. "I've been waiting hours to get to touch you."

He slipped his hand from under hers, deftly undoing the thin buckle holding the front of her blouse together. The plunging neckline fell open and she shivered as the cool air from the half open window licked at her exposed chest. She swept her gaze across the parking lot, noting the empty cars aligned in neat rows. The glow of the lone streetlamp several feet away illuminated the cigarette butts scattered in the dirt. A few people were randomly scattered outside, but most of them were on the other side of the parking lot.

Kyle had chosen to park in a spot away from the doors and mostly in shadow, but anyone passing close enough would be able to look inside and clearly see what the two of them were doing. Audrey shivered, electrified by the thought of someone walking close enough to see her completely exposed and indecent. An unknown man stopping to watch her...

She had never experienced that before, in real life. As exciting as the idea was for Audrey, there was an undercurrent of apprehension as well. After all, there was an element of danger to being watched in a vulnerable state by a total stranger.

The thought immediately sent a jolt straight to her core, making her center pulse with need. That was her fantasy. She needed to be watched. That was the one thing that could always do it for her. Audrey didn't know why someone watching her made her so hot. Once in a while, when she struggled to climax with Kyle, she would imagine having an audience of one. That was the fantasy that would trigger her release.

She didn't dare tell him about her desire to put on a show for a stranger. A few months ago, she overheard him and his friend, Corey, talking. Corey's new girlfriend brought up the subject of voyeurism and suggested they invite a friend to watch. Kyle later referred to the woman as a "freak" and "weird". The fact that he seemed comfortable doing this in the parking lot at work left her taken aback. "Kyle, I had no idea you liked to risk getting caught in public," She said, breathlessly.

Kyle trailed kisses down her neck while slipping his hand inside her blouse. "I don't care right now. I fucking need you so bad, baby. If some weirdo wants to watch, let them," he murmured. Kyle shifted his hand, slipping it under her leather mini skirt. His fingers inching their way up her thigh. Audrey's breathing became heavy. She pulled her skirt up and opened her legs to give him better access.

She wanted this so badly.

"Spread those long beautiful legs for me, babe," he ordered. "I want to touch you." It was a little awkward with her sitting sideways on her seat. Her panties were soaked and her pussy was throbbing almost painfully. She needed to feel his touch there. She parted the sides of her blouse, allowing him better access to her breasts. She could feel his warm breath on her skin, a stark contrast to the cool air outside. Then, his mouth encircled her hardened nub. Kyle teased her nipple, alternating between licking and sucking. He dragged his thick finger over her sopping wet slit, rubbing the rough lace of her panties against the softness of her labia. She was embarrassingly wet. And she fucking loved that he could feel her arousal all over his fingers. Audrey inhaled sharply and let the back of her head drop against the glass. Her eyelids fluttered. She exhaled slowly. The simultaneous stimulation amplified every nerve in her body. Kyle chuckled, the low vibration coming from deep within his chest. "I can feel how wet you are for me, baby. You love it when I touch you there. Don't you, Audrey?" He knew exactly what he was doing to her.

"Yes, Kyle... Please..." she quietly panted. "I need more." He chuckled again. His finger found her clit. He lightly rubbed her bud through the fabric, teasing her relentlessly.

Audrey heard quiet footsteps coming from several feet away. Turning her head, she saw a man approaching. He favored his right leg as he limped at an unhurried pace. His eyes scanned the parking lot looking for his vehicle, while he jangled his keys loudly in his hand. Audrey stared at the unbelievably handsome man. He was tall with a slim athletic build. His rugged and outdoorsy face was framed by shaggy blond hair that grazed the scruff on his chin. She desperately wanted the man to look up and see what Kyle was doing to her.

'Look at me. Come on...' Audrey mentally commanded the stranger to look her

way.

The need for him to watch her watching him was all consuming, now that he was so close. Her body hummed with adrenaline and lust. The stranger stopped near the front of Kyle's car. He hadn't noticed them yet. Luckily, Kyle hadn't yet noticed the man and maybe he wouldn't. She didn't want him to ruin this for her. Kyle nudged her panties aside and eagerly moved to her other breast. She was thoroughly soaked and ready when he slid his finger up and down her folds. Without warning, he plunged his digit deep inside her slippery tunnel. She unexpectedly let out a loud whimper.

The stranger whipped his head around and locked eyes with her. He stood just a few feet away. From his angle, he could see right through the windshield of the car. Could see Kyle's hand steadily working her sex. Could see him devouring her breasts. "Yes", Kyle hissed. "That feels so fucking good, doesn't it, baby? God, your pussy's so tight and slick. I can't wait to taste you." He angled up to her ear. "You want me to fuck you like this, don't you? Tell me how much you want to come on my fingers," he whispered into her ear, his hot breath tickling her skin.

This was so fucking hot.

"I want to come on your fingers, baby." The scent of her essence filled the car, mixing with the faint smell of gasoline and exhaust in the air. She felt dirty. She couldn't get enough. "It feels so good," she whimpered. Audrey angled her head slightly to the right so she could see the stranger. The minor apprehension she felt earlier was completely gone. Her pussy was dripping and fluttering almost non stop. The feeling was nearly too much to bear. She was already so close.

As he curled his finger inside her, Audrey forced her hips forward, urging his fingers even deeper. The sensation caused her breath to hitch. The sweet pressure started to build deep within her center. Kyle trailed soft kisses from her collarbone back down to her breast. With a growl, he renewed his delicious assault on her nipple. Audrey felt him add a third finger just as she locked eyes with the stranger. The feeling of her pussy being stretched while the man outside watched was indescribable. Shedding the last of her modesty, she moaned loudly. She knew this stranger could see her hips undulating, fucking Kyle's fingers.

The man let his eyes roam over the windshield, taking in the scene before him. The realization slowly registered on his face. His eyes found Audrey's again. He stood motionless, staring at her for what seemed like an eternity. But in reality, it was only a few seconds. A knowing smirk danced across his lips. The stranger slowly brought his free hand to the front of his pants, drawing Audrey's eyes downward. The movement was deliberate. He wanted her to understand what he was about to do.

She saw the thick bulge of his cock already straining against his fly. The stranger watched Kyle's rhythmic hand motion between Audrey's thighs. He mirrored Kyle's fluid rhythm as he teased his erection through his pants. His eyes darted between Audrey's intense lust filled gaze and Kyle's ministrations. It was obvious how much it turned him on to watch her, watching him, while Kyle finger fucked her into a shattering orgasm. Audrey kept her eyes locked on the stranger as Kyle continued to pound her soaking cunt, his thumb working her clit furiously. His fingers made obscene sucking and squelching noises. She should have been embarrassed, but she wasn't. It made her feel dirty. It made her pussy throb to the point it almost hurt.

She was so damn close.

Keeping her eyes on the stranger, she watched as he suddenly yanked his zipper down and shoved his hand inside his underwear. She realized he could hear every nasty, dirty sound coming from inside the car. It sent an electric shock through her body.

"Oh God.. Kyle, don't stop! Don't you dare fucking stop," Audrey demanded. "I'm getting close.. So close!" She watched as the stranger pulled his thick cock out of his pants. He brought his palm up to his mouth, licking it. He lowered his hand and fisted his shaft, pumping in rhythm with Kyle's delicious assault on her sex. He was panting hard and it didn't take long for Audrey to realize he was close to coming. The head of his eight inch cock glistened. She watched as he stroked his hand deftly up and down his thick shaft, lubricating himself with his precum. She could feel a tightness building in her lower belly. Her orgasm just out of reach and her whole body hummed. Her breathing was shallow and fractured.

Her pussy fluttered around Kyle's fingers as he furiously worked them in and out of her. He applied more pressure to her feverish clit with his thumb, causing Audrey to let out a long shaky moan.

The stranger stiffened, suddenly. Audrey saw the first jets of milky fluid shoot from the tip of his cock. The sight of his ejaculate stripped away all her control. She crested the mountain of pressure and was enveloped by an intense rolling wave of pleasure. She arched her back, the intensity of the orgasm causing her toes to curl. Audrey threw her head back and screamed, "Oh God.. Oh my God!.. Oh fuck.. Fuck me, Kyle!.. Kyle, yes!" She came hard. Nearly sobbing, as her cunt milked his fingers. She clawed frantically, searching for an anchor to the world.

"That's it, soak my hand, Aud," Kyle breathed, giving her a long lick between her breasts. "You need to feel my fingers deep inside that slick pussy, don't you, baby?" Feeling the clenching starting to lessen, Kyle slowed his ministrations. Audrey had involuntarily closed her eyes at the height of her release and now that her climax was receding, her eyes drifted back in the direction where the stranger stood just mere seconds ago.

He was gone.