A father’s electronic spying unleashes hidden desires… “Please, Dad. It’ll be good for both of you.” My daughter’s voice is pleading through the phone line. “Besides you always liked Connie.” She’s right. Connie was my daughter’s roommate in college and I always enjoyed seeing her, when she accompanied Karla on her frequent visits home. Now Connie has accepted a position with a local firm and Karla wants me to rent her a room until she can get settled on her own. Karla worries about me since her mother died five years ago. She probably thinks having someone else in the house, now that she’s gone, will be good for me.
“Of course, she can stay here. When is she planning on moving?” It didn’t take much convincing for me to provide a room for a woman as sexy as Connie. I spent plenty of nights, after her and Karla’s visits, fantasizing about her tight, young ass and her plush round tits.
“Thanks Dad. I think she’s planning on moving next weekend. She’s starting her new job a week from tomorrow.” Karla sounds happy for Connie. I’m happy for me.
“Okay, tell her to call me. I’ll get the room fixed up.” I plan to fix her room up very special!
I retired earlier this year, at 55, as vice president of a large security firm. Over the years, vendors were always sending samples of surveillance equipment for us to test. If the sales reps never came back for them, we’d toss them out or let the employees take them home. I have a garage full of gadgets that I’ve accumulated over the years and I plan on making good use of them fixing up Connie’s room.
It takes me three days to get the room ready the way I want it. I’ve always fantasized about renting a room, filled with video surveillance, to a sexy young coed. Connie is 25 years old and no longer a coed, but I’m not splitting hairs. I install a miniature camera behind a one-way mirror, mounted on the wall over the dresser. A sophisticated camera with zoom and panning capability, it covers the entire room. I place a stationary camera in a vent, on the other side of the room, focused on her bed. The bathroom mirror is replaced with a one-way mirror and another camera is mounted behind it. One more in the light fixture above the shower and the video is ready. I place tiny transmitters in the light fixtures for audio transmission. All the equipment is fed through a secure wireless network to my computer in my bedroom. I’ve been using one of the walk-in closets for storage but now I clear it out and convert it to a monitoring room. I set up a separate monitor for each camera so I can look at multiple angles simultaneously. When I’m done, I’ve created a voyeur’s fantasy.
Saturday morning, I hear Connie’s car in the drive way and go out to meet her.
“Thanks for letting me stay here, Mr. D.” Connie says hugging me. “This job came up so fast and there wasn’t any time to look for a place. When Karla suggested this, it was perfect!” She’s wearing a tank top and shorts. I can feel her breasts pushing against my chest and I shift my legs so she won’t feel my reaction. She gives me a kiss on the cheek and turns to get her suitcases out of the car.