Adult-FanFiction.org : Celebrity

Voyeur - COMPLETE!!	By : RobbiesMonkey Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Robbie Williams Views: 1826 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know Robbie Williams. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1
- 2
- 3
I woke up early and did my morning workout. 45 minutes on the treadmill, followed by a bowl of ice cream for breakfast. I knew by eating the ice cream I had cancelled out the workout but I didn't care. While I checked my emails the maid came and cleaned up. Because I lived alone there was hardly any mess and she was done in a couple of hours. I checked my watch and saw it was almost time for him to wake up. I went to my room and looked through the telescope. He was still asleep.

"Must be worn out from Blondie." I said to myself. He was laying on his side, one arm under his head, the other hanging down across his stomach. He had several tattoos and I wondered what they represented to him.

"Will I ever get to ask you?" I whisper. He jumped and lifted his head, reaching for something on his nightstand. I saw him pick up the phone and with his eyes closed, talk into the phone, he laughed and smiled and nodded his head.

"Who's on the phone?" I asked. He of course didn't answer. He stood up and stretched, revealing that he had his usual morning hard on.

"I would love to help you out with that." I said with a laugh. He went into the bathroom and left the door open, I can see his back as he goes pee. He then pulls off his briefs and gets into the shower. I can't see the shower through my telescope but I know, in a few minutes he will step out with a towel wrapped around him. I wonder if he's jerking off in there, it seems to be longer than usual. When he finally steps out, white towel wrapped around his waist, I can't help but stare at his glistening body. I wonder what his soap smells like. He leans into the mirror and checks out his face and hair then begins to brush his teeth, we use the same brand of toothpaste. Which delighted me the first time I noticed. When he's finished his teeth he goes into his bedroom and stands in front of his closet, deciding what to wear. He settles on track pants a blue t-shirt, with his usual white briefs. He walked barefoot out of his room and out of my sight. I assume he'd gone to eat but I can't see the kitchen, it was at the of of the house.

"You really need to get a life." I say to myself and go and take a shower myself.

"Shit. That was close." I said quietly to myself as I pretend to be interested in a display of men's sweaters. I run my hand over a cream coloured cashmere one and steal a look at him. I took a big risk this time, I followed him to an exclusive designer shop. He went inside with another guy and I decided to go in too. They were laughing and joking picking up things at random. I was about 10 feet away from him the closet I had ever been, when he glanced over at me I had to act like I didn't see him.

"Check this one out, Rob. " His friend said.

"Rob." I whisper. Now I knew his name.

"I don't know. Isn't it kind of feminine?" Rob asked.

"Nah mate, it's cool. I’ll prove it. Let's ask that lady over there." His friend said looking right at me. I tried to casually walk away, like I hadn't heard everything that they said. And walked farther away to a rack of men's jeans. I couldn't just run out of the store, that would look strange.

"Excuse me miss?" Rob's friend said from behind me. I turned and looked at him.

"Yes?" I asked cautiously.

"Well my friend and I couldn't decide if this shirt was too feminine or not. We were wondering what your opinion was." He told me.

"Well....is it for you or him?" I asked.

"Him."

"Way to fem. It looks like something from Queer Eye For The Straight Guy." I answered. Rob laughed and slapped his friend on the back.

"I told ya so." He said.

"What if I had said it was for me?" His friend asked.

"I would have said it was perfect." I said with a naughty smile and then walked away. I could hear Rob laughing at his friend. I looked around for a bit more and decided to leave. My heart was pounding and my palms were sweaty. I couldn't believe how incredible he was up close. His eyes were so green and his skin had been so smooth. I went to my car and sat behind the wheel and watched the door to the shop.

Eventually Rob and his friend came out carrying several bags each. They loaded up Rob's car and drove to a nearby Starbucks where they got some coffee and then headed back to Rob's. I went back inside my house and spent some time with Yoda, petting him and playing with his favourite toy. After dinner I went up to my room to watch Rob. It felt strange to know his name after all these months. He was in the sex den, reading a book. He was laying on the couch, feet up, one arm behind his head, the other holding the book. Occasionally he would yawn or chew on his lip. After about half an hour of reading he closed his book and left the room. The light in his bedroom came on and I saw him come in and take off his shirt. I looked at my clock and saw it was still too early for him to be going to bed.

"Is he going out?" I wondered. He rarely went out late at night. He untied the drawstring at his waist but left his pants on and went to stand in his window. He looked up at the sky while he leaned against the window frame. His hand absently trailed up and down his stomach while he stared out of his window.

"What are you thinking about?" I whisper. He closed his eyes and continued to touch himself. This was new, he usually sat in his chair or laid in bed when he jacked off. He never stood in his window, I feel my breath get faster. He runs his hand down into his pants and I see his hand moving slowly in his pants. My mouth drops open and sweat breaks out all over my body. What is it about this man that does this to me? His hand begins to move faster and I can see sweat starting to form on his body now.

"God, I love this telescope." I said to myself. He pulled his hand out of his pants and slid them down past his hips and kicked them away, he was completely naked at the window, his dick standing straight up. He leaned against the frame again and began to stroke his dick again. I was fascinated by this, his hand came all the way up almost right off his dick and then slipped back down the shaft in twisting motion. Unconsciously my own hand started to slid up and down the tripod, that the telescope was sitting on. I was staring so intently at his hand that it took me a few moments to realize his eyes were open and then he winked. I gasped and took a step back.

"He can't fucking see me." I told myself. "What was with the winking?" My hand was over my heart and it was racing.

"Don't be stupid, he can't see you. He probably had something in his eye." I walked back over to the telescope and looked through the eye piece. He was still standing there, stroking himself, eyes closed. He was going faster so I knew he must be close to coming. He came in his hand and I watched it drip onto the carpet and hoped he noticed that, wouldn't want the maid to have to clean that up. He took a deep breath and went into the bathroom where I watched him wash up at the sink and then he came out with a wash cloth and wiped at the wet spots on the floor.

"Good boy." I said. He got into his bed and turned on his TV. I watched him for a few minutes and then went to lay down in my own bed.
- 1
- 2
- 3
You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story

Adult-FanFiction.Org is not in any way associated with or related to FanFiction.Net

Adult-FanFiction.org (AFF, the site), its owners, agents, and any other entities related to Adult-FanFiction.org or the AFF forum take no responsibility for the works posted to the Adult-FanFiction.org by its members.

While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.

All works displayed here, whether pictorial or literary, are the property of their owners and not Adult-FanFiction.org. Opinions stated in profiles of users may not reflect the opinions or views of Adult-FanFiction.org or any of its owners, agents, or related entities.

Website Domain ©2002-2017 by Apollo. PHP scripting, CSS style sheets, Database layout & Original artwork ©2005-2017 C. Kennington. Restructured Database & Forum skins ©2007-2017 J. Salva. Images, coding, and any other potentially liftable content may not be used without express written permission from their respective creator(s). Thank you for visiting!

Powered by Fiction Portal 2.0
Modifications © Manta2g, DemonGoddess
Site Owner - Apollo

Voyeur - COMPLETE!!