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Mind you, Chloe would never host such a party at our place. In principle, neither of us would ever want to make money on the backs of our friends. She actually declined her friend’s invitation, not even wanting to attend. Besides, we had two dresser drawers full of our own toys.
We watched the short promotional video on their website, we laughed and wondered aloud if the twins ever got any side-action from their business venture. They were quite flamboyant and dialed up their charm as much as possible.
“Hmmm…I wonder if we should test how far Timmy and Jimmy would go,” I said, mischievously.
Chloe groaned, realizing by showing me the email and link, she’d walked into a trap. Although she groaned, I also sensed another emotion. The inner turmoil and conflict of a submissive: she hated the idea of it, yet, she loved the idea of it. It was scary, yet it was exciting.
“I’d only do it if I could watch,” I continued.
“The two-way mirror!” we both shouted, speaking in unison and laughing about it.
A few weeks earlier, Chloe and I had half-jokingly talked about creating a window between our living room and the den. The two rooms shared a wall, and in the living room, we currently hung a stylish mirror on the exact spot. It was an antique two-way mirror that we had picked up at a Sotheby’s estate auction. If there was a glass porthole in the wall behind the mirror, we’d be able to secretly look in from the den. It was a fun idea.
Just then, as if it was meant to be, we heard more hammering and drilling from next door. I thought to myself, fuck it, and within a minute, I was in the condo next door talking to the workers. The supervisor of the crew came over to take a look. He was familiar with our condo too, as he had in fact worked on it. Many of the units in our building shared a similar floor plan to ours, and he could instantly verify that there was no electrical work in the area of the wall that we wanted to put the porthole in. He estimated it would take him less than three hours work to cut into the drywall, and frame it up for a window.
“The only thing I need is the glass itself,” he said, “and promise me you won’t tell Mr. Sanchez, as he doesn’t like us doing cash jobs on the side.”
“I assure you, I won’t tell Benito anything,”
Chloe looked at me, and shook her head. We both smiled at each other. I loved how adventurous she was, and she loved how crazy and spontaneous I was. Two crazy nuts, we were. That afternoon the supervisor and one of his workers cut the initial hole in our wall and did some of the necessary drywall work. Meanwhile, Chloe and I Googled a glass-cutting store and ordered the size we needed, which would be ready in a few days.
Later in the week, with the glass in hand, the workers came back to complete the job. The minor renovation was completed in no time at all. In the living room, the window was covered by our antique two-way mirror. In the den, we hung a piece of artwork over it. All I had to do was remove the painting from the wall, and presto, I could secretly spy into our living room. Even if the Timmy and Jimmy scheme doesn’t come to fruition, it was cool to have this secret window built into our condo.
Chloe rehearsed her pitch before making the call. She didn’t want me in the room for obvious reasons. She knew my presence would be a distraction. But I was having none of that. I wanted to listen to the whole thing. So she took her iPhone in hand and dialed their number with me listening intently.
At first, there were the pleasant greetings you’d expect. Chloe introduced herself, and it turned out she was speaking with Jimmy. She was buttering him up, telling him she heard all about how fun and exciting their sex-toy parties were. Jimmy confirmed the pricing details. Chloe listened but then asked if it was possible for the twins to come over to meet in person, so she could take a look at the actual sex toys in advance.
Jimmy told her that, unfortunately they didn’t do sales calls, and she simply had to trust that the party would be a success. Chloe looked at me and shrugged. She tried to push the matter.
“I’m sure I’d be able to get more than 20 of my girlfriends, but I really just want to see the products beforehand, and meet both of you so we can discuss timing and details.”
Jimmy refused again, but before he could finish, Chloe interrupted him, “Sorry, something is burning on my stove, let me phone you right back!!” She then abruptly hung up.
“Plan B,” she said to me, as she scooted toward our bedroom.
Ten minutes later, Chloe emerged. She was wearing a sexy negligee that she had purchased at Victoria Secret for our honeymoon trip. The material was sheer cotton from Egypt, with her pert nipples very visible through it. She had re-applied fresh make-up, including bright red lipstick. Her hair was slightly puffed up, splashing down over her shoulders. Fuck, she looked hot!
This time she did a FaceTime audio call, and luckily Jimmy picked up. Funny how different his tone was, suddenly he was so much more accommodating and respectful. He was practically bending over backwards to answer her questions.
“Do you have any nipples clamps?” she teased. “I really love nipple clamps.”
I knew he was sold when Jimmy called his brother over and passed him the phone, so Timmy could ‘take a look and help answer any of the client’s questions’. They both suddenly had a change of face. Just this one time, they agreed, there was no reason why they couldn’t make an exception to come and show Chloe the merchandise in person. Just this once, of course.
I was shaking my head and smiling in the background. Men are so predictable.
Chloe gave them our address and hung up, “They’ll be here in forty-five minutes.”
I was dying to fuck her right on the spot, right then and there. But we refrained. It was more fun for both of us to be on edge, while our guests were there. We kissed for what must have been ten full minutes.
“Master, may I make a request?”
It was unlike Chloe to ordinarily request anything in a scene, so I was happy to listen. I invited her to speak freely.
“If I cum tonight, assuming I do, when they’re here, while you’re watching me, would you consider cumming at the same time I do?”
I don’t think I was ever more in love. I told her ‘yes’ and I kissed her again.
When we buzzed them into the building, I went into the den, closed the light in there, and watched through the window into the two-way mirror. I wouldn’t be able to hear the entire conversation, but I could hear certain words when pronounced loudly enough. When the twins knocked, Chloe looked back over her shoulder into the living room mirror. She couldn’t see me of course, but she knew I was there on the other side watching her. She winked, then turned back to open the door for our visitors.
Jimmy and Timmy seemed more uneasy than Chloe when they first stepped inside. They had two large suitcases on wheels, obviously filled with the goods. Chloe was still wearing her negligee, and her nipples stood alert, pointy and protruding from the sheer fabric. The boys couldn’t help but notice.
She offered them a drink, and they chose beer. Chloe had already maneuvered our coffee table such that she could sit on the couch facing me. This way, I’d be able to see the whole thing. After a short, what appeared to be awkward conversation, they got down to business. Timmy opened up his suitcase.
I couldn’t quite hear what they were saying, other than the occasional word. However, when Chloe looked down toward her own nipples, I could read her lips and guessed that she was saying something about nipple clamps.
I must have been right, as one of the brothers, I didn’t know which was which, pulled out a pair of clamps and I could see him yapping about something.
Finally, with her encouragement, he affixed them onto Chloe’s nipples, via the outside of her negligee. I couldn’t really see what they were doing as one guy was blocking my view. Move, you fucker. Finally, he sat in a different position. I now had a clear picture of the three of them. The clamps were not staying on. I guess the sheer fabric made them slip. Chloe took off the clamps, handed them back, then said something to them. After a moment she
pulled down the fabric leaving it under her breasts. Her tits were beautifully displayed. I was lucky that she sat in a position such that I could get a full view of her pert nipples.
