Building a Dream: Part Twenty.

The porn film is in full swing at Sonia’s house in Dorking but then there is an unexpected visitor ringing the doorbell.

Everyone went quiet in the kitchen as well as the rest of the group in the lounge. I looked around did a quick head count and added the lounge group. Everyone was accounted for so who the fuck was outside? The action in the lounge had come to a complete stop, nobody moving nor saying a word.

“Who the fuck is that?” whispered Jay loud enough for the group in the kitchen to hear. I looked at the monitor and watched the three men remove their cocks from the girls arses, the hand-held camera on the girls faces showing a mixture of relief and frustration. Patty crept forward to Sonia; their conversation being picked up by Stacey’s camera.

“Are you expecting anyone?” she asked Sonia who had stood up and had a panicked look on her face.

“No,” she answered, still out of breath from the anal fucking. “I’m not due any visitors.”

The doorbell rang again.

Manus picked up Sonia’s dress and passed it to her.

“Better check and see who it is.”

Sonia pulled the dress over her head and, looking in the large mirror above the fireplace, ran her hands through her dishevelled hair. As she was about to leave the lounge we heard a loud voice from outside the front door.

“Mr Campbell? It’s Tony Keller from Keller and Marson antiques.” The question as to who the mystery visitor was instantly answered.

“What does he want?” Patty said to Sonia quietly.

“He said he would like to look around the rest of the house in case there was any items I might take an offer on. Not likely considering he tried to get his hands on the paintings in such an unscrupulous manner. I told him to ring first, mainly so I could put him off”

“We need to get rid of him. Can you do that?”

“Okay.” Patty walked out of the lounge and shut the door. I moved to the kitchen door and shut it as she passed and put my ear against it to listen.

“Fuck,” Jay exclaimed, who had been looking out of the kitchen window. “Everybody down, he’s coming this way.” She pulled the blinds down and sat on the floor followed by everybody else.

“Mrs Campbell?” the voice said again from outside as he approached the door. Katy was sat against the door and quickly reached up and quietly turned the key and not a moment too soon as the handle moved down followed by a gentle push on the door. Realising the door was locked I could see the outline of the figure outside try to peer through the blinds and trying the windows to see if they were unlocked. Not being able to see in, he gave up and walked slowly away to the rear of the house. I got up, threw the kitchen door open and opened the lounge door.

I said in a loud whisper, “He’s walking around the house. Quick, shut the curtains.” Manus and Paul went quickly to the windows and pulled all three sets of curtains shut then crouched down behind the sofas. Stacey, who was crouched down against the window by the back of the sofa, got up and moved to join me at the door. Together we crouched down and could just make out the same outline of the antiques dealer as he walked around the windows looking for a gap in the curtains to peer through.

Sonia had opened the front door and left it open as she walked around to look for the unwelcome visitor.

“What’s he up to?” I whispered as we watched the figure trying to look through any available gaps in the curtains

“Looking to see if anyone’s home, I reckon,” whispered Stacey. “and possibly looking for a way in.”

I agreed with her. What reason would he have to go around the house checking doors and windows if no one is home apart from that. We then heard voices coming from the front of the house, Sonia evidently finding Mr Keller

“Good morning Mr Keller, what are you doing here?” I heard Sonia ask. She must have caught him peering through more windows as there was an element of surprise in his voice at being caught.

“Mr Campbell!” Keller exclaimed. “I didn’t think you were home.”

“Well, I am home. What are you doing?”

“I…er…I needed to speak to you about…any further items you might like valuing. I thought you might have been in the garden and not heard the doorbell so I just thought I would check around the house. Am I disturbing you? I can see that you have visitors.”

I then realised that James’s van and Chris’s minibus were both outside. I waved frantically at both of them to get out there and support Sonia. Both men moved past me and went through the front door just as Sonia said,

“I had a taxi bring some compost home for me and he got a flat tyre. He’s waiting for his boss to come and help and this is James who is giving me a quote on a new arbour by the stream.

“Nice to meet you,” Keller said as I presumed he shook hands with them both. “As I was saying, Mrs Campbell, is it possible for me to have a peak around? Just to see if there’s items you would like to part with?”

“It’s not convenient at the moment,” Sonia answered. “Give me a call sometime next week and I’ll see if I can book you in.” The disappointment at not gaining entry was clear in Keller’s reply.

“Oh, I see. Okay, Mrs Campbell, I will do that.”

“I’ll expect a call then. If you don’t mind I need to show James where the arbour is to go so goodbye, Mr Keller.” Sonia’s voice trailed off as she walked away from the house and moving further into the garden.

“Can I quickly use your facilities, Mrs Campbell?” Keller asked hanging back near the open front door.

There was a brief moment of silence from Sonia as she pondered on a reply. I was hoping she refused him but I found out later that she couldn’t think of a reason not to let him.

“Of course,” I heard her reply. “First door on the left. Shut the front door after you leave please.”

“Thank you,” he replied. I looked at Stacey in panic and pulled the lounge door shut. I looked around and bolted into the kitchen but when I looked behind me for Stacey I saw that, in her panic, she had gone in the dining room, shutting the door behind her. I shut the kitchen door and crouched down, indicating to everyone to keep quiet.

I kept my ear to the door and expected to hear the toilet door open and shut but instead heard the soft tread of feet on carpet walk further down the hall followed by the handle of the dining room door being slowly opened.

Remembering that Stacey had gone in there with the hand-held camera I moved quickly to the monitor. Everyone around me slowly stood up and watched the live picture from Stacey’s camera taking up a quarter of the screen. She had crouched under the table and the camera was still turned on, sending us a clear picture of the door. We saw Keller’s feet as he slowly crept into the room and moved down to stop in front of where I knew the paintings were hung.

Stacey may have been a bit naïve and clumsy but she had heard enough about the paintings that morning to realise that Keller was up to no good. She moved the camera between the chairs and pointed it up at Keller who had a magnifying glass in his hand and was closely inspecting the paintings hung in their cheap frames. He put the magnifying glass in his pocket, pulled out a tape measure and measured each painting’s length and width and then pulled out his phone and took pictures of each painting singularly before moving back to take one of the three together. The camera moved back under the table as he walked around the room, stopping by the windows. Stacey moved the camera again and got a clear shot of him checking the handles and locks before moving quietly back to the door and leaving, slowly shutting it behind him.

He must have moved quickly to the toilet as a moment later we heard it flush followed by the front door shutting. None of us moved. We stayed crouched and silent for what seemed like an eternity before the door was opened and Sonia walked in.

“He’s gone,” she said as we all stood. “We watched him walk back down the lane.”

“That was close,” I said, my heart beating fast. “and he wasn’t here for any ‘valuing.’ He was here to check out the paintings.”

“I filmed him,” Stacey said from behind Sonia who had been joined by James and Chris. “He measured them, took pictures and checked your windows. I’ve got it all on film.”

Everyone in the room nodded as I pointed to the monitor. “Stacey’s right, we all watched him on the monitor.”

“Bastard!” Kylie said entering the kitchen followed by the rest of the group from the lounge. “he intends to steal them.”

“Don’t worry, honey.” Sara said approaching Kylie and hugging her. “We’re taking them with us today. Should he try to take them, he’ll end up with fakes. Don’t worry.” Sara took her face in her hands and kissed her softly, Kylie accepting the brief moment of affection.

“Well, he won’t be back in a hurry.” Patty said to all of us. “Let’s get the film completed just in case we have anymore unexpected guests. Everyone have a quick break to get our hearts beating to a normal level then we’ll carry on. Ten minutes everyone.”

Everyone started moving around either pouring coffee, eating the remaining vestiges of food or stretching their legs. I used the facilities, went into the lounge and retrieved my clothes from where they lay by the sofa. I dressed and went back into the kitchen and resumed my seat next to Cheryl who was sat back in front of the monitor also fully clothed. The room had emptied leaving us alone and I could see on the monitor, Kelly, Kylie and Sonia getting ready to resume their places kneeling on the sofa assisted by Chris who had had the foresight to take Polaroids beforehand. Stacey was on her knees again sucking Paul while Sue sucked Phil and Sara did the same for Manus.

A moment later Keith, Mary, Katy, Jim, Clive came back into the kitchen and resumed their places seated behind us. I looked up expecting Jay to follow with Simon but neither appeared. For a brief moment I had a vision in my head of him fucking her somewhere in the house. Simon had good stamina but was he that good to go for another shag so soon after the last? I brushed the thought away and concentrated on the picture on the monitor.

Sonia, Kylie and Kelly were knelt on the sofa while Stacey positioned herself behind the sofa with the camera directly on their faces. Sue passed around the small bottle of poppers to each woman who took a deep sniff in each nostril before passing it back to Sue. She then stood back and watched each woman as the drug took its effect. Manus, Paul and Phil lined their cocks up to the girls arseholes and slowly eased them in, the girls eyes widening with the slow thrust as their helmets stretched the tight, but willing, holes before slowly sinking in deep to their full lengths. Sonia’s eyes were the widest, she being the least experienced at anal but after a couple of slow thrusts by Manus her face began to relax and her eyes closed as she started to enjoy the cock sliding into the deepest point of her arse.

“ACTION.” Shouted Patty and the fucking began at the same pace as before with each man sliding in and out in unison with each other. Sue moved from girl to girl and gave a quick tug on the chains connecting the nipple clamps causing each girl to let out a yelp, the short, sharp pain highlighting a form of pleasure that was evident by the open mouthed expressions on their faces.

James moved the hand-held camera along the back of each girl and got some extreme close-ups of each cock easily sliding in the girls arses, the lube and the poppers having taking effect creating an easy fuck. The girls were panting, shrieking, moaning and shouting out he occasional, ‘fucking yes,’ ‘harder,’ ‘deeper,’ and a very loud shot from Kylie to her boyfriend Paul of ‘FUCK MY FUCKING ARSE. FUCK IT, FUCK IT!.’

“Where’s Jay?” Cheryl asked me looking around the room. “And Simon? Don’t tell me he’s shagging her somewhere. Patty won’t be happy if she finds out that a spare cum shot could actually be had.”

“Shall we go and have a look for them?” I said, reaching down and taking her hand. She turned to face me, smiled and answered, “Sure.” Not saying anything to the others in the kitchen we got up and left, hand in hand. We shut the kitchen door behind us and peeked in the dining room but they weren’t there. Nor were they in the downstairs bathroom or the study. We crept up the stairs and quietly checked each room until we came to the small bedroom at the back of the house. The door was slightly ajar and as the pair of us crept up we could hear sounds coming from within.

We peeked through the gap in the door and saw Jay naked on her hands and knees on the bed with Simon stood behind her slowly pushing three fingers into her arse while dripping lube on to his wrist. Jay had her face down in a pillow and was moaning loudly into it with each push of his fingers as he probed deeper and deeper, adding a fourth finger which caused the others to bunch up. I knew what was coming and it was something I never expected to see my wife do. A week ago, she would maybe let me slip a finger in but that was it but now I was watching her about to be anal fisted, and a few seconds later she was.

Simon pushed his thumb along the side of his fingers and Jay’s arse widened to a point I had never seen before, not even when she took the two cocks earlier.