Chapter 4: Unwelcome Eyes

Saturday

The four woke early and continued the bacchanalia for an hour before showering and getting dressed. Roger and CC arrived shortly after 8:00. As soon as they walked into the room, both of them stopped and sniffed the air.

“Someone had fun this morning,” Roger teased.

CC was moving her finger from one to the other as she counted. Curious, she stuck her head into the bathroom, and then counted again.

“You’re still standing?” she asked Matt, barely able to keep from cracking up. It was the first time she’d ever smiled at him. While Matt introduced everyone, he noticed CC checking out the three women with more than a professional curiosity.

Arriving at the apartments, Matt and the girls took CC up to the apartment while Roger stayed downstairs and skulked around. They pretended to be showing CC around their new place and then the power went out.

“I’ve only got a couple of minutes to do this before the power comes back on,” CC said, as she pulled out a device looking a bit like a telescope that she used to scan the room. The attached flashlight provided enough light to reflect off camera lenses and she verified that the “ozone detectors” were hidden cameras. Other than the ozone detectors, she didn’t find any other bugs, not that any others were necessary.

“What a perv,” she said about the apartment manager. She attached something to the back of one of the ozone detector cameras before the power came back on and then booted up her laptop. Then she went outside and called someone she knew at the FBI, asking them to contact the local police to verify her credibility so the police would work with her.

While Matt and the girls waited, CC walked around the entire building, and then through the hallways of the first and second floor. Then she did the same to the other buildings. While she walked, Matt had a quiet conversation with the girls and was surprised that all three volunteered to do what he suggested.

“You called it,” CC said when she finished checking everything. “The Wi-Fi signals from the cameras are going to apartment 103, the apartment next to the rental office.

“From the number of signals I can detect, he has cameras in just over half the apartments in this building. Each apartment has a unit to capture and boost the signal in just that apartment. There are no signals coming from the other buildings. Whoever installed these knew what they were doing and spent some serious bucks, although the camera units aren’t all that great.”

Seventy-five minutes after placing her call, a single, unmarked black SUV pulled up to the curb. CC was surprised that the FBI was getting involved, but her FBI friend explained that any videos involving minors would bring charges of child pornography. CC explained what she had learned so far and the agent called in to get a warrant. Ninety minutes later, a procession of ten police cruisers, a police SWAT van, and four SUVs with armed and armored FBI entry teams arrived with the warrant.

Ten minutes after they arrived, the excitement was over. The police broke through the front doors of the manager’s office (apartment 101) and the manager’s apartment (103) simultaneously. Matt and the girls had hidden behind the SWAT van. More officers had surrounded the building to prevent anyone from escaping through a window or patio door.

“Excellent work, CC,” the lead FBI agent said to her afterwards. “We got the manager as well as an accomplice with a heavy Russian accent. Aside from cussing at us, the accomplice hasn’t said a word, but the manager won’t shut up. They planned to sell the sex tapes they recorded to European buyers and intended to blackmail any women they filmed doing drugs or other illegal things, making them perform in porn videos to release here.”

“How would they blackmail anyone?” Matt asked. “Wouldn’t the girls figure out that the guys would have to reveal their illegal cameras to give the police any video of them?”

“This guy was the one who figured it out and called us about it,” CC said, jabbing her thumb in Matt’s direction. “He called my friend Roger who called me. I just verified everything and called you. As you can see, he’s pretty sharp, too.”

“Thank you,” he said as he shook Matt’s hand. “Not every girl would have figured that out. If only one in ten had agreed to make porn videos, they’d still be way ahead. Personally, I think at least half of them would have agreed. How did you spot the cameras?”

“There were three detectors in the main rooms of the apartment and one in each bathroom. Our dorm rooms only have two detectors--one for smoke and one for carbon monoxide, and none in the bathrooms.

“I’m an author and my publisher set me up with someone to give me a better idea of what really goes on in the world of espionage. What was inside the ozone detectors looked similar to some surveillance cameras he showed me. I double checked with the maintenance guy for our dorms and he verified that there was no state mandate to have ozone detectors,” Matt explained.

“Good job, your attention to small details should help with your writing,” The agent said. CC started laughing.

“It already has,” CC told him, grinning. “This guy wrote Inhale, Exhale.”

“Really? I loved it. This probably isn’t very professional, but can I get your autograph?”

“How about I autograph a copy of my next book when it comes out in a couple months and send it to you,” Matt suggested. The agent liked the idea and gave Matt his name and work address.

“I can hook up the cameras in your apartment to a computer if you want,” CC offered. “They’re already set up so nobody else can intercept the Wi-Fi signals from them. Roger says you have some extra cameras and I can set one up outside the front door and another overlooking your balcony.”

“Great,” Matt exclaimed. “Just let me know how much I owe you for everything.”

“The same as last time will be fine. The other was law enforcement business and I’ll figure out a way to charge the FBI for it,” she snickered.

Roger had already told Matt not to worry about paying him for today, so Matt ran to the bank and got $500 for CC. He hadn’t seen Roger since before the power blackout and assumed that he was on his way home. Matt looked forward to having video recording available in every room of the apartment, as well as security cameras outside the front and back doors--even if the rear patio door was five floors up.

The girls had already carried everything into the apartment--not that they had much to carry. Matt had a backpack, a suitcase, a duffel bag, and two apple boxes with everything he owned that wasn’t still at his parents’ house. The two apple boxes were mostly notes from his writing, schoolbooks, as well as various reference books he used when writing.

CC had already finished installing two of the cameras he had purchased from Artie. She had even hooked them and the ozone detector cameras up to a computer by the time Matt got back. Then, she showed them how to operate the system. They could actually pan the cameras slightly, as well as zoom in or out a little.

“You guys seemed kinky enough to appreciate something like this,” she chuckled.

“If you want, the girls would like to show you just how kinky they are,” Matt told her quietly.

“Show me how?” she replied suspiciously.

“I’ve got to stay here and wait for the furniture deliveries we scheduled to arrive today. They want to run over to Carla’s place and invited you along to get to know you better.”

CC’s eyes narrowed as she continued to look at Matt. “And you’re okay with that?” she asked, sounding surprised.

“As much as I’d like to join in, when you got to my dorm room this morning, you scoped out the three girls but ignored me. I can take a hint. I should get to Carla’s place between 4:00 and 5:00 and plan to take everyone out to dinner. You’re invited, too.”

“Thank you,” she whispered, hugging Matt and kissing his cheek. “You really do notice small details.” He got hugs and kisses from the other three women and was then alone in the apartment.

His walnut roll-top desk arrived half an hour later. Matt felt sorry for the two men who had to lug the solidly built and very heavy desk into the apartment. Each time a load of furniture arrived, one or more of the doors along the hallway opened and a female face peeked out. Several asked Matt if he knew why so many cops were here.

“See the three detectors on the far wall?” he asked them, pointing to the living room wall. “Only two need to be there. Some of the apartments have three and the third one is a hidden camera. The cops busted the men who were installing them and will take the cameras down today. Fortunately, they hadn’t started recording yet,” he told the girls. For the women in apartments that only had two detectors, he explained about the third detector in some of the other apartments.

From what Matt deduced during the day, only residents who had moved in at the start of the spring semester had the third detector. In addition, the apartments with the third camera were mostly rented to gorgeous young women. He figured that the manager maneuvered guys and the girls they didn’t think were attractive enough into one of the other buildings, saving the building he was in for the lookers.

By the time the last of the furniture had been delivered, the police had finished removing the cameras from every apartment. The guy who stopped by to remove Matt’s laughed when he told him that he was keeping them up and that CC had already configured them so they were the only ones able to watch.

Matt spent the time between deliveries looking around the apartment to see where the girls had put everything they had carried up earlier. He made up the new king-size bed so it would be ready. They had opted to furnish the two guest bedrooms with queen sized beds and he made those beds up, too. He’d furnished the other two bedrooms in case the girls wanted to have their own rooms if they wanted a night--or longer--to themselves.

The day Matt had rented the apartment, he asked the manager to remove the old refrigerator. The one that came with the apartment wasn’t very big so he bought a new one that held much more and came with an ice-maker and a cold water dispenser in the freezer door. Since there were hookups available, he had even purchased an apartment sized washer and dryer combo so they wouldn’t have to lug all of their dirty laundry down to the laundry room on the ground floor of each building in the complex. The guys who delivered the refrigerator and the washer/dryer today had them ready to use in less than an hour. When they finished, the new apartment was ready to move into and christen.

Before Matt headed for Carla’s place, he took a quick shower. He’d just finished when the doorbell rang. Looking at the monitor in the bedroom, he saw that the visitor was a gorgeous redhead. After wrapping a towel around his waist, Matt answered the door. Once he opened the door, the girl took a second to look him over. “Are you the new guy who just moved in?” she asked.

“Yes, I’m Matt,” he replied, holding one hand out to shake hers while the other hand made sure his towel remained in place.

Taking his hand, she boldly brushed past him into the apartment. “My suitemate told me what you said about the cameras in the apartments. I’d like to thank you. I understand they would have been ready to start recording before the end of the semester so you saved several of us a lot of heartache,” she said. “Why haven’t they removed yours?” she asked, motioning to the third detector in the living room.

“The woman I called to help determine if they were cameras reprogrammed them so I can use them. They provide extra security and she said that I seemed kinky enough to enjoy them.”

“Can you turn them off if you want to?”

“No, but this works just as well,” Matt replied, sticking a Post-It Note to the detector so it covered the camera lens.

“Good,” she said, her voice suddenly taking on a sultry tone. “It looks like I interrupted your shower. Maybe I can help you finish it,” she offered as she gripped the towel he was wearing and slowly pulled it loose.

“As much as I’d like to take that shower with you, I have to meet some friends in a little while and wouldn’t have nearly enough time to make sure you were properly ... cleaned.”

“You don’t want to sneak in a quickie while your girlfriend is out?” she asked. “And which one was your girlfriend?” she added.

“Interesting, she knows enough to know that I have a girlfriend, but doesn’t mind a quickie,” Matt thought to himself.

“The dishwater blonde is just a close friend. The small blonde is her lover. She’ll be living with me when her lover graduates and goes home next month. The third one is ... difficult to explain.”

“Fuck buddy?” she asked.

“No, more than that, but she is definitely interested in finding me a girlfriend.”

“So, she wouldn’t mind if you and I...” she said, finishing the sentence by motioning to the bedroom.

“Nope, she wouldn’t mind, and if you’re interested, she’d even love to join us,” he replied.

“Have the two blondes joined you?” she asked, her voice taking on a cautionary tone.

“Frequently.”

“Maybe I’ll come over later and join you,” she commented thoughtfully.

“Or you could join us now. I’m taking everyone out to dinner and you could get to know them first,” Matt offered.

“You’d really take me out to dinner with them?” she asked, surprised by the suggestion.

“Absolutely, make yourself comfortable and I’ll get dressed so we can go.”

Emboldened, she followed him into the bedroom and into the bathroom where he hung the towel up. She stopped him when he reached for his underwear. “Maybe I can have an appetizer before we go?” she asked as she knelt in front of him.

“Camera?” Matt warned, reminding her that the ones in the bathroom and bedroom were still recording.

“I don’t mind. I just didn’t want to leave evidence your girlfriend might find,” she explained just before her mouth descended, engulfing half of his cock.

Vickie, as Matt had learned her name was, gave him an enthusiastic blowjob. Her technique wasn’t quite equal to Carla’s, but she didn’t take long to claim her appetizer.

Matt called Carla to warn them that he was on the way and that he was bringing a guest. On the drive to Carla’s apartment, he explained to Vickie about CC, and that the girls had spent the afternoon thanking her. When they arrived at Carla’s, he was definitely surprised to find CC only half dressed. Her monumental breasts were completely bare, and she seemed in no hurry to hide them from him.

“The girls said I could tease you as much as I wanted,” she snickered. “They assured me that you’re perfectly safe, and said they’d take care of anything that came up.”

“As much as I’m enjoying the view, we should get going to dinner.”

“Unfortunately, I’ve got to get back. I just got a call from work. I did leave you a present, though,” she added, winking as she handed him the baseball cap with the lapel-pin camera. She even grazed her fingertips across the prominent bulge she had caused.

While CC was teasing Matt, the other three girls mobbed Vickie. They finally made it out to the car and to the restaurant. They told CC’s story to Matt on the way. When she was fourteen, CC came on to an older, married neighbor who always ogled her. He accepted her invitation and willingly taught her all about sex. When his wife became suspicious, he had to stop seeing her, so she hooked up with two college-age guys in the neighborhood.

They talked her into going with them to a party one Saturday morning just before she turned fifteen. When she got to the party, she became the unwitting guest of honor and was used and abused by more guys than she could count, despite fighting them until she was exhausted. After that, she shunned men, but was seduced by the sympathetic older sister of one of her friends.

Matt could tell that Vickie was nervous when they got back to the new apartment. “You’re under no obligation to join us,” he reminded her.

“That’s not it,” she replied. “I’ve only been with one other woman and that was several years ago.”

“I’d never been with a woman until last semester,” Sue interjected as she hooked her arm around Vickie’s. After looking around conspiratorially, she lowered her voice. “The only thing better is having Matt fuck me with his hard cock and have a woman eating me at the same time.”

“Definitely,” Carla agreed.

The women took a few minutes to look around at the apartment now that the furniture was here. In the bedroom, Carla hooked up the flash drive CC made with this afternoon’s footage from the lapel-pin camera. Then she linked the computer to the huge flat screen TV mounted on the wall nearest to the foot of the bed. Showing off her intelligence, she quickly had the sex video playing on the television.

“You guys must have a lot of videos,” Vickie commented.

“No, Matt erases them after a couple of days. He doesn’t want one of them to end up on the internet,” Carla explained.

“Not looking for a job as a porn star?” Vickie teased him.

“Nope, I already have a job that pays much better and have more than enough horny women to make me happy,” he said as he pulled Carla over and squeezed her ass.

Matt looked back at the TV screen just in time to see CC in all her glory. She had been tentative when she approached, but Sue’s eager response quickly eliminated any concern she had about joining in a four-female fuck fest.

Vickie was engrossed in the video and jumped when Matt’s arms circled her waist. “Still planning to join us?” he asked, and then kissed the side of her neck.

“Yes,” she husked, pressing her ass back against his crotch. She shivered when Matt slid his hands up her sides from her waist, skimming her tight blouse off over her head. She leaned forward so he could unfasten her bra. While Matt toyed with her breasts, he kissed and nibbled on her elegant neck. He noticed Sue and Carla kneeling in front of Vickie, divesting her of her pants and underwear.

“Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm,” Vickie moaned, spreading her legs further apart when Sue’s tiny tongue darted between them. She leaned back into Matt and smiled up at him. By the time Vickie had her first orgasm, Denise and Carla were well involved on the bed. On the television, Carla was pounding into CC with one of the numerous strap-ons the girls had bought this week, while Denise was on her back beneath CC, eating her. Sue was between Denise’s splayed legs, using her tongue and fingers to stimulate her lover.

Sue and Matt maneuvered Vickie over into the same position CC was in on the television screen. Then he and Sue had at it with Vickie. After her third orgasm, Vickie begged them to stop.

“Too sensitive,” she gasped.

Matt was surprised that he hadn’t cum yet but Sue seemed eager to solve that problem for him, guiding him inside.

Sunday

Vickie groaned when she woke up and rolled over. “I’m gonna walk bowlegged for a week,” she groused, although her tone of voice was playful.

“I bet you smile all week, too,” Denise chuckled.

“Oh, yeah,” Vickie agreed. “I never did anything quite like that with a woman before. All I ever did was a bit of kissing, licking, and using our fingers on each other,” she said, her mind briefly reliving all three girls fucking her with a strap-on last night. She had returned the favor with each of them.

“You’re welcome back here anytime,” Carla offered.

“Is tonight too soon?” Vickie asked, her voice conveying both an eagerness and a slight concern about being too pushy.

“Not at all. Our Sunday night sex usually isn’t as energetic as Friday night and Saturday night. They have to go to class on Monday and I have to go to work,” Carla told her.

The comment made Matt think that, if the relationship with Carla looked like it would be long-term, she should go to college.

Matt mused, “Brian said she was smart, and everything I’ve seen supports that. She might not be as smart as Sue, but neither am I, and I doubt there were many people who are. Hell, Sue is in an area code all her own when it comes to intelligence.”

Based on what Matt had learned from his mother’s reactions when she met the girls he dated in high school, he was sure that her reaction to meeting Carla indicated her approval, which increased the chances that the relationship with Carla would survive. He vowed to himself to see Carla attend college if their situation continued to warrant it.

Vickie went back to her place to study. Denise and Sue went to their place and packed the last of Sue’s things, as well as the things Denise needed, and took them to the apartment. Then they studied. Using Matt’s debit card, Carla went to the grocery store and stocked the new refrigerator and pantry. Then she went to her place to clean it one final time.

When Carla got back to the new apartment after cleaning her old one, the four of them decided to order pizza rather than cook dinner. They called Vickie to let her know their plans and she arrived shortly before the pizza delivery man, who gawked at the scantily clad women while they divested him of the four pizzas and Matt handed him the cash. After their first dinner in the new apartment, Vickie, Denise, and Sue returned to their studies. Matt opened his roll-top desk and started writing for the first time in several days, requiring an explanation to Vickie about being an author. Once Carla had the kitchen clean, she found a comfortable throw pillow and curled up on the floor next to Matt, resting her head on his thigh.

“Aren’t you uncomfortable?” he asked.

“No, and I’m so happy that I’d be purring if I were a cat,” she replied. Once Matt got used to her being there, he found her desire to be so close to him energizing and quickly lost himself in his writing.

“We’re headed to bed,” Denise said some time later as she stuck her head into the study.

She’d startled Matt, as he’d been totally engrossed in his writing. When he checked the time, he found that he’d been writing nonstop for three hours. Looking down made his heart ache. Carla was sound asleep in the same position and had a blissful look on her face.

She woke up when he gently shook her shoulder and gave him a brilliant smile--at least until she tried to move. She found out that both arms and both legs were asleep. It required a great deal of cautious effort on Matt’s part to move his chair enough to stand up, and even more effort to move Carla into a standing position so he could pick her up. By then, she was openly laughing at her predicament, making him laugh, too. That made it even harder for him to hold onto her.

Everyone else went to see what they were laughing about and helped Matt carry Carla to bed where their sexcapades were gentle and over in half an hour.

Monday

Matt awoke amid a tangle of soft, warm female bodies and tried to figure out how to get out of bed while disturbing as few as possible. A puff of air on his right cheek made him turn to see Carla’s blissful smile.

“Good morning,” he whispered.

“Very good,” she replied, smiling.

“What has you so happy this morning?” he asked.

“You let me stay next to you while you wrote, and then made love to me when we went to bed. Plus, you brought Vickie into our group, so you now have a girlfriend.”

“I don’t think she knows me well enough yet to agree to be my girlfriend,” he warned.

“Do too,” Vickie mumbled from behind Carla. “Sue and Denise told me both Carla’s and Sue’s stories last night while you were studying. You weren’t interested in fucking me behind your girlfriend’s back, even when I made you a blatant offer. And what you did to me Saturday night was beyond anything words can describe.

“You were pretty special, too,” she whispered to Carla as she gently tweaked Carla’s nipples. “I couldn’t believe it when you did me in the ass with the strap-on. At first, I worried that you were getting even with me for showing up with Matt, but you were gentle until I got used to it and then you fucked the shit out of me.”

Matt finally got up and showered, joined by Carla and Vickie. Carla got him aroused, but insisted that he fuck Vickie and pump his new girlfriend full of cum. Then Vickie and Matt worked together as they made sure Carla also had a well-deserved orgasm.

At school, Matt spent his time between classes looking online at office furniture. Even though he loved the roll-top desk, if Carla was going to continue curling up next to him like last night, he needed something different to use when he was writing.

Finding nothing, he ran by a furniture store after his last class. Still finding nothing, he walked through two office supply stores that sold desks and then through two more furniture stores. As he was leaving the last furniture store, he noticed a large ottoman next to one of those collapsible wooden TV trays.

The ottoman seemed to be at just the right height. To make sure, he hurried back to the sales office and asked to borrow an office chair. Sitting at the TV tray, it was at the perfect height to use his laptop and the ottoman was level with the top of his leg. He bought both and paid extra to have them delivered that evening.

Satisfied, he hurried home to find all four women already home and dinner almost ready. He went to kiss Carla, but she redirected him to Vickie. By the time Vickie let him breathe, Matt was seriously considering doing her on the kitchen table. Vickie turned him to Denise, whose kiss left him breathless. Denise aimed him at Sue, who finally directed him to Carla. Carla’s kiss was short, but she knelt when she finished and sucked him off to relieve the stiffness the kisses had caused.

Rather than swallow his cum like she usually did, she stood and stepped in front of Vickie, opening her mouth and showing her the cum. Vickie kissed her and they shared the cum before Vickie pushed Carla to her knees and drained the cum back into Carla’s mouth. With one final kiss, she closed Carla’s mouth and lifted her chin, nodding her permission for Carla to swallow. When Vickie pulled Carla back to her feet, they kissed again.

“I may be dense, but I’m not entirely brain dead. When Sue directed me to Carla, I know they’d just shown me the pecking order among the women. They each seem happy with it, especially Carla,” Matt ruminated.

“I have to admit, no matter how much I love Carla, and I know now that I love her, watching her submit to Vickie and watching Vickie force her to her knees left me hornier than I’d been before Carla sucked me off,” Matt’s mental musing continued.

He was trying to decide if there was enough time before dinner to do something about his horniness when the doorbell rang.

All four girls glanced over at the extra laptop they had set up on the kitchen counter. It had thumbnails of the view from each camera, most of which were dark because the cameras were motion activated. When they saw two men carrying the ottoman, they looked at Matt, wondering what was happening.

Matt opened the door and let the two guys in, directing them to the study. While they carried the large, heavy ottoman, he picked up the collapsible wooden television tray they had left in the hall and followed them. When they left, he tipped them twenty dollars.

“What’s all that for?” Vickie asked.

“It’s for me to use when I’m writing so Carla can curl up next to me if she wants to. That way I won’t have to pick her up off the floor.”

Carla flew across the room squealing excitedly, and jumped into his arms, kissing him.

Dinner was a group effort by the four females with strawberry shortcake for dessert. After dinner, the evening was pretty much a repeat of last night--after Matt set up the television tray and positioned the ottoman. The other girls all wanted to see Carla curled up on the ottoman with her head in his lap.

Normally, Matt could read the last paragraph he finished and pick up writing the next day. Tonight, he had to read everything he wrote the previous night--more than two chapters--before he could continue.

He set a timer for 9:00 so he wouldn’t write so late into the night again. Despite writing for an hour less and having to read both previous chapters before he started, Matt still finished another chapter. He had found his muse.

Matt could tell that the women were getting organized. Earlier they had showed him the pecking order. Tonight, he was directed to Denise and Sue when everyone got to the bedroom. While the three of them enjoyed each other, Vickie and Carla made love.

Carla woke Matt in the middle of the night to give him a gentle blowjob. When he came, she kept the cum in her mouth and then let it dribble back down his cock. While Matt watched her in the dim light from the alarm clock, he could see her grinning as she licked and sucked him clean while also making him hard again.

Once he was hard, she turned him towards Vickie’s delectable backside and aimed his erection between her legs. Vickie moaned as Carla lifted her upper leg and guided Matt into Vickie’s sheath. Vickie’s breath hissed in through her teeth when Carla’s mouth found her target, adding even more stimulation. Occasionally, Carla’s tongue teased Matt’s balls and cock when he withdrew partially from Vickie. Matt came before Vickie did, but Carla’s mouth and fingers assured that Vickie got her cum too. Vickie moved above Carla after Matt withdrew. He fell asleep to the quiet sounds of their passion, wondering what was going to happen to the dynamics of the group when Denise left.