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Should I do it? What if one of my house mates comes home and catches me? No, they’re away for the weekend. Dave and Ron are 200 miles away in Scotland. Cathy flew to Paris with her boyfriend. Emma is close though. She’s gone to the cinema with her friends. She said she won’t be back until late, if at all, but can I take the risk? It’s her room I want to look in after all and it’s the one room I couldn’t possibly be passing for any obvious reason. She’s never come home unexpectedly before and it will be weeks before I get the house to myself again. Fuck it, who dares wins and all that macho shit.

I sneak up the stairs, my breathing harsh with excitement and fear. I’m trying to move quietly, trying not to attract attention even though I’m alone in the house. A brief paranoid thought says ‘what if one of them came back while you were in the shower?’ That was over an hour ago, I would have heard someone before now. I get to the first landing and glance at the three closed doors belonging to the two guys and Cathy. I move to the shared bathroom and stand by the door for a minute. The bathroom explains me being on the first floor when my bedroom is on the ground floor. I glance longingly at Cathy’s door but I don’t have a key to get in there. I walk to the head of the steps and look down at the front door. I’ve double locked it but I have no idea if I’ll hear someone unlock it when I’m in the attic.

Quickly I climb the stairs to the attic and stop outside Emma’s door, listening carefully to the empty house. I put my ear to the door and listen to my own blood racing around my body. The key feels cold in my hand and I gasp softly as I slide it into the lock. I’m aware that my cock is tenting my shorts I’m so turned on by the danger. The lock opens and the door swings inwards slightly.

‘Emma?’ I call quietly.

No answer. I push the door open and look inside the empty room. I’ve never been in here before; Emma never invites me up to her room. It’s a big room, almost as big as mine which is the biggest in the house. There’s a modern looking pine double bed against one wall, one hanging wardrobe, one large chest of drawers, a filing cabinet and a desk with a laptop on it. The room is tidy, no clothing on the floor, bed made, drawers all shut neatly. I turn around and start to push the door shut but decide to open it fully so I can hear down the stairs. I listen once again to the quiet house then cross the room to the chest of drawers.

I run my hands over the wood to the handle of the top drawer. I’m breathing hard now, my cock uncomfortable in my shorts. I don’t want to touch my cock yet, it’s too soon. There are several pictures on the chest, one of Emma’s parents, one of a child and one of her brother. I met her brother earlier this year. I thought he was a nice guy. I smile at his picture, wondering what he’s doing at this exact moment.

The top drawer pulls out smoothly on ball bearing runners. The drawer is full of Emma’s tops, all neatly folded and stacked by type. I run my hands gently underneath each stack, looking for hidden secrets; the tops don’t excite me without Emma in them. Nothing under them so I check I’ve not disturbed anything and push the drawer shut, one down, three to go.

The next one has socks and tights in it, much more exciting. The socks don’t excite me but the nylon does. Emma wears skirts a lot for work and I’ve been secretly admiring her legs in their black and flesh coloured nylons since I met her. I run my hand through the soft, cool, nylon then gently pull out a pair of black tights. I’m a little disappointed; my imagination always pictures Emma’s legs clad in stockings. I check the rest and almost shoot my load into my shorts when I find two pairs of black and a pair of flesh coloured hold-up stockings underneath the tights! Now I’m always going to be wondering which she’s wearing when I say hello in the morning! I put the nylons back after searching under the socks for secret things and push the drawer shut. I have to sit down and contain myself before I open the next one. My cock is throbbing in my pants and I’m aching to pull it out and wank myself off. As I sit I notice a laundry basket to the side of the bed. Emma usually does her washing on a Saturday morning so I know it’s empty and her dirty clothes are at the laundrette having a service wash. Disappointing in a way but panty sniffing isn’t really why I’m here.

I pull open the third drawer quickly to reveal Emma’s underwear. Again, neat stacks of thongs and bras in colour co-ordinated piles. I examine the first lacy black thong. I know Emma wears thongs; you can see them when she bends over in her hipster jeans and see the shape of them under her tight suit trousers, so I’m not too excited by my confirmation. I examine the labels and find Emma is a size 12 with 34B breasts. Under the white thongs I find a pair of silk French knickers and a quick fumble under the white bras reveals a silk camisole top. I stroke my cheek with the silk, aching to rub my cock over the knickers, but my self-control is good today. I put things back as I found them and push the drawer shut.

Finally I open the bottom drawer, not expecting much from it as I’ve seen all the good stuff, and my mouth drops open. Emma has always joked about ‘wearing her PVC gear’ to the pub but we’ve all assumed she was joking as she’s quiet shy when we talk about sex. Neatly folded in the top of the drawer is a PVC suit. High cut at the legs, zip from the top of the bum right underneath and up to the halter neck. I’ve seen pictures of it in sex shops on the web and always lusted after the girls wearing it! I pull it out and find a pair of black, fishnet tights, a pair of PVC long armed gloves and a bottle of Astroglide lubrication. I drop the suit on the floor and examine the tights, again almost cuming in my pants when I see that they have an open crotch and haven’t been washed since they were last worn!

I sit down heavily on the floor, looking at the items around me and imagine Emma wearing them. My heart pounds in my chest at the image and I quickly pull my cock out of my pants and slide my hand up and down its length. I feel myself cumming immediately and make myself stop and shove my painfully hard cock back in my shorts. To reward myself for control I pick up the fishnets and sniff around the crotch and bum. Disappointingly they smell of the PVC suit and nothing else. I pack them back into the drawer, automatically folding them the same way they were when I found them and shut the drawer. My cock is still throbbing and I want to go back to my own room and have a wank but I’m not finished yet.

A quick rummage through the large, hanging wardrobe doesn’t reveal anything exciting. Two drawers out of three of the filing cabinet contain Emma’s personal documents. I don’t look too closely at them as it feels wrong to invade her privacy in that way. The bottom drawer contains three photograph albums. I get excited as I pull them out but find they’re all of her childhood. I push them back in and turn her laptop on. I spend 10 minutes looking through her files, finding some digital pictures of her and her friends but nothing exciting. More to the point, no picture of her wearing the PVC outfit! I go to shut the laptop down and notice a half used spindle of 10 CD-R’s on the desk. I look around the desk, wondering if the five that Emma has burned have the ‘good’ stuff on them. I can’t find any on the desk or in the filing cabinet and decide that she’s probably used them to burn albums of MP3’s for her friends. She has a large collection of MP3’s on her laptop and I know she doesn’t go anywhere without her iPod.

I’m about to have one more look at the PVC suit, kind of taunting myself with it knowing that I’ll want to wank over it if I lay it out on the floor again. I kneel on the floor and glance under the bed for some reason. There’s a laptop bag under there that I completely missed before! I practically dive under the bed and retrieve the bag, then get a paranoia attack and run to the top of the stairs to listen to the empty house again. I listen for 2 minutes, clutching the bag to me. Eventually I decide I’m still alone and drop the bag on the bed and unzip its various compartments. My mouth dries and my heart pounds as I open the main compartment and find a couple of sex toys! I sit staring at the rubber cocks for 30 seconds before gently lifting them out. I’ve seen both of these before, on the web.

The first is a variant of the popular ‘rampant rabbit’ vibrator. A thick rubber vibrating cock with a smaller vibrator for the clit, supposed to send women mental! The second one is an anal probe made from smooth silicon. It starts with a small, round point and gets thicker in stages. The further you push it in, the wider it spreads your arse. I’ve seen them on the web but never imagined ‘real’ women would use them unless their partner had asked them to. Then a thought occurred to me that Emma might not use it on her self but on her partners! Not that she had a partner at the moment, her last relationship had ended six months ago and as far as I knew she’d not been with anyone since. She’d certainly not brought anyone back to the house that I was aware of.

I turned the rabbit on, feeling the vibration against my fingers. I rubbed it over my cock, just messing about rather than trying to make myself cum. I’d bought a vibrator for my last girlfriend and didn’t really get much out of having it rubbed on my cock. She liked it though, more than me it turned out in the end! I put the vibrators back, storing their shapes in my mind for my masturbation fantasies about Emma. I don’t always fantasies about Emma by the way, I fantasies about all the women I know and women I see at work. Although I was expecting that Emma would be my favourite fantasy for a while given the new information I had about her. I can make up anything I want about a woman but as soon as she confirms she does something I like it makes it all the more erotic. For example finding out a woman wears stockings rather than tights or confirmation that she masturbates with a rabbit vibrator!

I was just about to put the bag away when I noticed an internal pocket within the front pocket. I shoved my hand in it and found a USB pen drive. Again my heart started beating faster with excitement. This was probably blank or had some random media on it but it could just have the pictures of Emma my mind was telling me must exist.

The laptop is still powered up so I insert the drive into a USB socket and open Windows Explorer. There are several Zip files on the drive, one with the file name Empvc.zip! I double click on the file, hardly able to contain myself and get a password prompt! I swear out loud and take out my own USB drive from my pocket and shove it in to a spare socket. I copy the files across and then put everything back as it was when I came in and lock the door. I’m so anxious to get into these pass worded zip files that I don’t even take a last look at the PVC suit. I run downstairs and into my own room, making sure the door locks behind me. I shove the USB drive into my desktop and open a web browser to try and find a way to crack the password.

I make myself slow down as I realise I’ve not checked the other two zip files on the drive or tried any obvious passwords. One of the other zips is also pass worded but the third isn’t. It contains 5 pictures taken at Emma’s friend’s wedding. Emma had been her chief bridesmaid. I’d seen the official pictures and Emma’s pictures of the wedding on the laptop but these were taken earlier in the day and showed the three bridesmaids and the bride getting ready. Best of all there was a picture of the four of them posing in their underwear before putting their dresses on! All three girls were dressed the same, white stockings, white high heeled sandals, lacy white knickers and strapless bras. The bride had her head dress on. I quickly dropped my shorts and underpants and began to wank myself off staring at the picture. I invent a fantasy that has Emma going down on the bride before the wedding in a last ditch attempt to claim her for herself, the other two bridesmaids are going at each other in the background. I orgasm quickly, squirting cum over my chest and belly.

I clean up with tissues and sit back down at my computer, storing the pictures of the girls in their bridal underwear on my hard drive. The other two zip files were larger than the bridal one but both password protected. I try the usual ‘password’ and combinations of Emma’s name but can’t get in. Searching the web shows that I’m not going to get into the files easily as the password protection is quite high. Frustrated I sit back in my chair and stare at the ceiling. I stay like that for five minutes, just trying to work out what the password could be when a thought occurs to me. I run back up the stairs to Emma’s room, unlock the door and look at her ceiling. The attic has a plaster board ceiling with a couple of air vents placed in it. One is positioned so it looks directly down over the bed. Excited again I run downstairs and grab my tool kit and a couple of wireless spy cams. I’ve used these before but never got anything good out of them as they’re very hard to place where the can see the action and not be detected. Emma’s room could almost have been set up for them!

I unscrew the grid over the vent and check the space behind, it’s almost perfect for my best camera. This baby will transmit 800x600 encrypted, high resolution images to my computer over my wireless LAN. It works well in low light and the wide view lens will cover all the bed and a couple of feet to one side. I secure the camera in place behind the grid and wonder how to power it. It will run on a battery pack and I can switch the camera on and off remotely but it still won’t last more than a couple of days. I look to the sides of the vent, seeing that the facing is held clear of the frame of the roof to provide an air gap. Just above the vent is a junction box for the side lights fitted in the room. I power the camera off that, making sure that I get a live feed and not a switched feed. Don’t want this to go off when Emma switches her main lights off!

I run downstairs, breathless by the time I get to my room, and check out the picture. It’s almost perfect but needs moving just slightly. I run back to the top of the house and make the adjustments then fasten the grid back on. I check the vent from all angles and can’t see the camera unless I really look for it. It’s a perfect setup. I have a second camera with me but I can’t see anywhere to place or power it so I lock Emma’s room and return to my own. The picture is perfect; all I need now is Emma to come home. I work on the zip files some more, trying more combinations of Emma’s name but I can’t crack it. I have a thought that the files might be from her ex-boyfriend but I can’t remember his name. Eventually I give up in disgust at my lack of hacking ability and go into the living room to watch a film.

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It’s 11pm and Emma has just walked in. I hear her yell ‘Hello Stan’ through my door. I jump up and open my bedroom door as Emma is at the bottom of the stairs. She’s wearing a long, flared skirt, knee length flat soled boots and a vest top. I can see her belly button between the skirt and the bottom of her vest.

‘Hi Em, have you had a good day?’ I ask, trying hard to keep the excitement from my voice.

‘Great thanks!’ Emma beams, ‘I’m knackered though so I’m off to my bed. Se you later.’

‘Night Emma.’ I say and go back into my room.

I strip naked in anticipation and sit in front of my computer. I pull the camera viewer up and wait for Emma to get to her room. It takes five minutes before the light comes on and I get tantalising glimpses of Emma as she wanders around her room. She’s still fully dressed and I half wish I could fast forward this bit! Eventually Emma walks in front of the camera and sits on her bed. I hit ‘record’ on the camera viewer and curl my fingers around my stiff cock. I watch dry mouthed as Emma unzips her boots and kicks them across the room. She’s wearing black nylons and I briefly pray that they are stockings. Emma stands up and pushes her skirt off her hips and down her legs. She’s wearing tights sadly but her legs look damn good to me anyway. My cock twitches as she bends over and turns on her bedside lamp, giving me a fantastic view of her black nylon covered bum. The detail on the camera is good enough that I can see her red thong underneath the tights!

Emma disappears from view for a moment and the main light goes off leaving me with a darker picture. I briefly worry that I won’t be able to see much but Emma returns to the bed and sits down and I can see her very well. The camera proves it was worth the money I paid for it just for these images! I stroke my cock and groan softly as Emma pulls her top over her head showing me her red push-up bra. The tights go next leaving Emma in her bra and knickers. Emma lies back on the bed, still dressed in her underwear and appears to gaze at the ceiling. I can see that she’s smiling and wonder what she’s thinking. Her hands begin to wander slowly over her body, stroking her skin gently with her palms and finger tips. My mouth is dry again and I take a drink out of a water bottle I keep next to the computer. My cock is throbbing and I don’t dare touch it for fear of shooting my load. I watch Emma gently stroke herself for five minutes then hear her sigh loudly. She’s still smiling as she gets off the bed and moves away from the camera.

She’s only gone for 30 seconds and my cock jerks when I see her return to the bed stark naked! Her body is as better than I’ve been imagining it. Her boobs are full and pert with long, hard pink nipples. My biggest surprise is that she’s totally shaven between her legs! Emma bends down, pulls out the laptop bag from under the bed and pulls out the sex toys I’d been examining earlier. I double check that I’m saving the image feed and watch as Emma drops the bag and lies back on the bed again. The rabbit is in her right hand and I strain to see if she’s pulled the butt plug out as well. I can’t see but forget about it as Emma spreads her legs and begins to run the buzzing tip of the rabbit up and down her cunt lips. I mess about with the zoom feature on the viewer. The zoomed in image is not as crisp as full screen but I can still make out details thanks to the high resolution image. I find a happy medium between close up and image detail and sit back in my chair again. I’m still frightened to touch my cock as I want to watch everything Emma does before I cum. I can hear Emma over the buzz of the dildo making little gasps and sighs as she masturbates and the sound turns me on as much as the image.

Emma strokes her cunt with the vibrator for a couple of minutes then shuffles up the bed and props herself so she’s half sitting, half lying on her plump pillows. She opens her legs again and pushes the tip of the vibrator against her cunt and I watch it slowly disappear inside her. Emma moans loudly as the vibrator enters her body and throws her head back on the pillow. Finally the long rubber cock is fully inside her and the rabbit ears are touching her clit. Emma begins to grind the dildo inside her self, massaging her clitoris with the buzzing rabbit ears. Her breathing gets faster and louder as she fucks herself in front of me. I lick my lips and pinch my nipples between my fingernails, feeling pre-cum leak from the end of my cock. I absentmindedly wipe some of it off with a finger and suck it clean.

Emma’s free hand moves to her breasts and she pulls her long nipples between two fingers. Her feet move up the bed and she spreads her legs wider, eventually holding the dildo deep in her cunt with her feet. I watch open mouthed as Emma uses her feet to hold the dildo steady, one underneath it and the other holding it firm on top. She starts to fuck herself by thrusting her hips down on the vibrator. Her hands play with her breasts and rub her neck and shoulders as she fucks herself. I’ve never seen anything like it and struggle to control my hands and keep them away from my cock. I begin to feel that I might cum even if I don’t touch myself. Emma is moaning almost continuously now and I can hear her saying ‘Oh God yes!’ under the moans. Her hips speed up slightly and her back arches pushing her beautiful tits high in the air. Her hard nipples point at the ceiling and I imagine what it would be like to lean over and suck them.

Emma raises her hips off the bed, one hand catching the dildo before it falls out and pushing it hard back inside her then grinding the rabbit ears against her clit. I see her orgasm hit her; it seems to move from her groin down her legs and up her body in ripples. I can see her thighs and breasts quivering as she tenses up under the flow of energy from her cunt. After what seems like ages she relaxes and collapses on the bed. Her hand pulls the dildo out of her cunt and switches it off, leaving it lying between her legs. Emma hugs herself, still breathing heavily and licking her lips. I time her lying there for 3 minutes before she drops the vibrator on the floor and crawls under her duvet. The light goes out and I’m left looking at a dark screen.

I switch the camera off and play the saved movie from the bit where Emma starts to cum. I curl my fingers around my cock and pinch my left nipple hard enough to make myself cry out. It takes four thrusts of my hand before I’m spraying my belly, chest and neck with cum. I sit in my chair panting when I’m finished, picking up cum from my chest and licking my fingers. When I’m clean I get into bed and sleep, exhausted after the day’s events.

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