The Challenge 2: Voyeurism Games - Sex Stories

The Challenge 2: Voyeurism Games

... options. “I could just hide in her big closet with the door cracked. She’d be putting on pajamas tonight. How would I sneak into her room if she’s going to go change though? I’d have to beat her there, which wouldn’t be possible without her being suspicious. She’d see me go into her room. Maybe I could try adjusting the window shade so I could see into the room from outside. “ He sighed again, realizing that might be the best strategy. “I’d be a peeping tom on my own poor mother. What a jerk I’d be. I guess I’ll hold up the phone to the window and try not to look directly at her. It’s worth a shot and it’s for 1000 big ones.” Chapter 3 Vernon sat in his room a little later, continuing to strategize. He’d wait for his mom to leave the house to go grocery shopping – something she does every Saturday, and sometimes on Sunday afternoon – then he’d run some tests by making sure the drapes to her bedroom window were slightly cracked and afforded him a view inside the room from outside. He would crouch in front of the window, holding the iPhone, and then attempt to capture footage of her naked. He wouldn’t look directly at her, but sort of glance to the screen to make sure he was facing the phone where it needed to face in order to capture something on video. “Hi Vernie,” His mother, Nicole cheerfully said, startling from his trance. She was standing in his door way, smiling at him. Vernon hated his name, but never minded that his mother called him “Vernie.” Perhaps, he thought, ...

... she liked it better than “Vernon” – the name of a grandfather that died before he was born. “Oh hey mom,” Glancing toward her he nodded his head slightly. “Have a fun time at the sleepover?” “Yeah it was ok.” Vernon diverted his eyes to his desk, standing to pretend he was going to organize some school papers. “Good! How was the yard work this morning? Hope you didn’t freeze anything important off,” Nicole joked, now standing behind him, wrapping her arms around his torso for a warm hug. “Heh, nah I didn’t.” He wanted to turn around and hug her, but felt shame for something he hadn’t done yet. “You alright?” his mother asked. “Yeah I think I’ll just take a nap,” he replied, moving away from her, ending her embrace from behind, sitting on his mattress. He yawned and stretched his arms a bit. It was for show and he realized it probably looked fake. However, he was legitimately tired and would take a nap, but not until after his preparations were complete. “Ok, I think that’s a good idea.” Nicole told her son, directly in front of him, messing up his blonde hair. He jerked his head to the side a little, to avoid her fingers. She chuckled and bent slightly to hug him. She was only 5’2” so she didn’t have to bend far to let her arms drape around his shoulders, pushing his head into her t-shirt covered abdomen. “Come on, you aren’t too tired to hug back!” Vernon sighed, hoisting his arms up, in his seated position, letting them land on her wide hips. His hands rested at the small of ...