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Windows

By: Just Plain Bob



It's the little things that fuck your life up. I mean you know that the big things might happen so you try to prepare for them. You try to squeeze a little bit out of every paycheck to put in savings against that rainy day you get laid off or the company you are working for goes bankrupt. You cover your house with insurance to protect you against fire, flood, and hail damage or some other disaster. You are always looking for the big things, hoping that they won't happen, but trying to be ready if they do.

It's the little things that kill you. Mail the house payment on time, but forget to put a stamp on the envelope and get a late payment tick on your credit report. Let your kid use your car to go out on a date and don't check the gas gauge in the morning; run out of gas on the way to work and have your boss yell at you for being late. Take your wife out to a nice restaurant and go use the restroom. Forget to zip up and walk back to your table with your shirttail sticking out your fly to everyone's amusement.

Well, it was a little thing that got me. Actually it was more like a schoolboy prank that backfired and bit me on the ass.

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Ever wonder why when you are out having dinner with friends or when you are at a party and a woman gets up to go to the bathroom one or two other women will get up and go with her? I did; wonder about it I mean. Alice and I would be somewhere and be sitting with other people and Alice would say, "Would you guys excuse me please? I've got to go to the lady's room," and another woman would say, "Wait up, I'll go with you." Guys didn't do that. I never saw it happen with two or three guys, but I'd always seen it with girls and I'd seen it ever since I started dating in my early teens. 

I wondered if it was something in a woman's genes; something passed down from generation to generation. What was it?  One had to hold the hem of the other's skirt or dress to keep it from touching the floor?  Who knew? It wasn't something that the women talked about and I guess I was the only guy really curious about it because I never heard any of the other guys pondering the question. But I had wondered and I was curious.

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Alice and I were at a party at Paul and Pam's. About an hour in the party Angie got up to go to the bathroom and Linda got up and went with her. Half an hour later Mary made the trip with Margie tagging along behind her. I'd had just enough to drink to be loose and I got this great idea. Remember back in high school the rumor that was always going around about the peephole that let you look into the girl's locker room? I never saw it and I don't know anyone else who did, but you always heard, "Did you hear about ________? He was looking through the peephole into the girls locker room and he swears he saw_______." I remembered that and I thought of looking into the bathroom when a couple of women went in there just to find out why they all went in there in pairs. I knew that even though I would like to I never would because getting caught would fuck up your life big time, but what if you could listen in?

When Mary and Margie got back I got up and went to the john and opened the window a crack so that I could stand outside and listen to what was going on. I went back to the party, got a fresh drink and waited to see who would go next. About ten minutes later I saw Helen grab her purse and get up from the table and a half-second later Vickie got up to go with her. I went out the patio door and was waiting under the window when the two of them walked into the room.

H: "I've got to cut down on my drinking. I'm making too many trips to this room." V: "I stopped drinking at these parties. I stick to ginger ale or soda water now." H: "I need to cut out drinking before what happened to Sally happens to me." V: "I know what you mean. Do you think Robert knows?" H: "I doubt it. If he knew he would have killed Randy by now.  V: "I know she was drunk when she did it the first time, but why does she keep doing it?" H: "She does it because Randy has a huge cock." V: "Huge?" H: "Almost ten inches long and hard as a rock." V: "How do you know that?" (Sound of the toilet flushing.) H: "When Mike and I separated a while back I played a little with Randy. It was a hell of an experience and I highly recommend it if you ever get the chance." V: "Oh my god, I couldn't do that. I could never cheat on Harry." H: "I doubt if Sally would let you get close to him anyway so it's probably a moot point." (The toilet flushed again.) V: "Why didn't you stay with him if he was that good?" H: "Cause he was a dick. (Some laughing and then) A dick head with a dick. His cock was the only thing he had going for him."

And then they left the room. Was that the secret? They went in groups of anywhere from two to five or six so they could gossip? I started to go back to the party when I heard the bathroom door open and a woman giggle. Myra Thomas said, "What are you giggling about Sarah?"

"I know something that you don't know."

"Yeah, but do I want to know it?"

"Of course you do. You always want to know the dirt on the girls."

"So what do you know?"

(I heard the sound of piss hitting the water in the toilet and then Myra said, "Hand me that wash rag please?" and then the toilet flushed.)

"Guess which girl friend snuck out of the party and got some back seat time with Doug."

"Give me a hint."

"She has a clueless husband."

Myra laughed, "Sweetie, you just described every woman here tonight. "

"Okay, she is probably the one you wouldn't expect it from, at least not here with her husband with her."

"Pam?"

"No, but close."

"Don't tell me. I want to go back to the party and see if I can pick her out by the way she looks or acts. If I haven't figured it out by the end of the night you can tell me."

I heard the toilet flush and then Sarah said, "I like that shade of lipstick. Where did you get it?"

"It's called Peach Zinger and I got it at Wal-Mart" and then I heard them leave the room.

I was just a little pissed. My curiosity was peaked now; who the hell went out to the car with Doug for some 'back seat' time? And just what did 'back seat' time mean? Some heavy necking, or was there possibly a fresh cum stain on Doug's back seat? I'd already learned that Sally played around and now I wanted to know who played with Doug. I'd never gone stepping on Alice before, but if I ever did Sally would be up there on the list. I needed to get back to the party and do what Myra was doing - try to figure out who made the trip outside with Doug.

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Half an hour later I still had no idea who Doug had talked into leaving the party with him. During that half-hour I saw several women hit the bathroom and I wondered what they had talked about, but I couldn't spend all my time under that window because I was bound to be missed. When I saw Myra and Sarah make a second trip to the bathroom I slipped out of the party and got back to where I could hear what was going on. I figured that Myra had figured it out and was going back to the john to get confirmation from Sarah. But it wasn't Myra and Sarah I heard. I don't know who it was because the voices were hoarse with passion.

"That's it baby, suck on my clit. God but I wish you could do that forever. Here, let me get my hand in your bra so I can squeeze your nipples."

(Loud moan.)

"That's it, that's it, just like that. Oh god, I'm close, I'm close, oooohyeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

(Loud moaning.)

"God that was good baby. I'll do you next time."

"We need to get back to the party before my hubby starts to wonder where I am."

I hurried to get back inside the house so I could see who came out of the bathroom. Just as I turned the corner of the house Doug and Paul came out on the patio so I ducked back to the side of the house. Since there was no way to get inside to see who it was who had been in the bathroom I turned and went back to the window. I got there just in time to hear Myra say, "I don't know why I wasted my time trying to play sleuth. She has been such a total slut this past year that I should have taken it for granted that she was the one you saw."

"Well yeah, but you have to give her a little credit. She has left the husbands of her friends alone. In fact, I don't think any of her paramours is married."

"Yes, but is that because it is her choice or because we have all threatened to cut our hubby's balls off if we even catch them looking her way?"

"I don't know, but she is my friend and so I will give her the benefit of the doubt."

"You think her hubby knows? Think he may be one of those men who gets off on his wife putting out for other men?"

"No, I don't think Rob has a clue. Nice guy, but not too bright where the wifey is concerned."

All of a sudden I felt a chill run down my spine. There were only two Robs at the party and I was one of them. That meant that they were either talking about Fran or Alice. They said that the woman who had gone out to the car with Doug had been a total slut for the past year and I would have noticed if Alice had been behaving like that. So, it had to be Fran. Well, that fit. Rob Olsen wasn't all that bright.  

I moved back to the corner of the house, saw that the patio was clear, and I got back to the party. I started paying closer attention to Fran to see if I could pick up a vibe or see something that would give away what she and Doug had doing. I checked her out real close every chance I got with out being obvious about it, but I just couldn't see a thing that indicated that she had played fast and loose with Doug. Maybe Rob wasn't as dumb as I had thought. If I couldn't spot that she had just been fucked knowing that she had, how could he be expected to know when he wasn't even looking? I just filed Fran's name away for possible further attention just like I had Sally's.

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I was in the kitchen getting myself another drink when I saw Pam and my wife heading for the bathroom and I smiled to myself; I just couldn't pass this one up. I ducked out of the house and got to the window just in time to hear Pam say, "But what about Paul?"

"In case you haven't noticed he is damned near falling down drunk. He won't even notice."

"Look honey, I like Rob, but I'm not like you, I don't cheat on my husband."

"I'm not asking you to do that. Just keep Rob occupied. You can do that. I've seen you kiss him half a dozen times over the years under the mistletoe at Christmas parties. Lead him on, let him cop a couple of feels and give him some really hot kisses with a touch of tongue. Just keep him occupied long enough for me to fuck Randy. He's here and Sally isn't so it might be my only chance for a while."

"I don't know girlfriend. It is one thing to cover for you when Rob calls here looking for you, but it is something else again for me to do what you are asking. Hell honey, you didn't need for me to cover for you when you went out to Doug's car with him."

"Didn't need you to. Doug was just some hot necking and a straight fuck and then we were back at the party. Randy is a different story. It takes time for him to work that huge log into you and then he seems to be able to fuck forever. I'm not sure that Rob wouldn't notice me being gone that long. That's why I need your help girlfriend."

"God Alice, you are such a slut. You'll fuck anything with a cock. The only guys safe from you are my husband and your son.

Alice giggled and said, "Well, you are half right."

"What does that mean?"

"It means that Paul is safe because I promised you."

"You mean you would do your own son?"

"I was his birthday present when he turned eighteen."

"You slut you."

"I know, isn't it great? Let me tell you girlfriend, there isn't anything like an energetic, young boy with a perpetually hard cock. If you ever decide to get a taste of strange you just let me know and I'll loan you Lance."

"You still doing him?"

"Every Thursday night when Rob goes bowling and any other time he will be out of the house for more than a couple of hours. So, will you help me out here?"

"I'll try honey, but I can't promise he'll be interested enough in me to let me keep him occupied."

"Just flash a little tit or let him see your panties somehow. He won't run away from you, I promise."

I had approached the window with a smile on my face and a certain amount of smugness that I was going to put something over on Alice, but the smile and the smugness were gone; killed off by what I'd heard coming out of the slightly opened window. My wife and Doug, my wife and Randy and Myra's statement, "She's been a total slut for the past year" and worst of all, our son. I was too stunned by it all to even feel the anger and the rage that I knew would be breaking out soon. When it came, and I knew that it would, I was going to have to beat it down and try to remain calm. I couldn't afford to let it go unchecked because I could very well end up in jail if I did. That didn't mean that I wouldn't take my revenge, because I would; I most definitely would.

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I returned to the party and put on a fake smile. I got a fresh drink and then I circulated and watched Randy and Alice without letting them see that I was watching their every move. I saw Randy move out to the patio and a couple of minutes later Alice followed. I went to the bathroom and locked the door behind me and then I opened the window and climbed out and dropped to the ground. Moving to the corner of the house I watched as Randy and Alice moved past the garage to the side street where the cars of most of the people at the party were parked. I saw them both get in Randy's car and then Randy started the car and drove it about two blocks down the street - away from the street light and any chance that someone leaving the party could see them.

I turned and headed back to the party. From the patio I looked inside to see if I could see Pam and I saw her talking with Myra and Sarah. Her back was to me so I went inside and headed for the bathroom. No one was waiting to use it so I took a dime out of my pocket and used it to turn the little lock button in the center of the handle. I went inside, closed the window, turned off the light and then I headed for the kitchen. I got a glass of water, dropped a couple of ice-cubes in it and added a slice of lime so it would look like a vodka tonic and then I went back to the living room where Pam was.

I saw Paul sitting over in a corner in an easy chair and it did look like Alice had been right - he was definitely out of it for a while. I circulated, talked to some people while occasionally checking on Pam to see if she was keeping track of me. After about ten minutes I began to look like I was looking for someone. Pam noticed and I saw her take a deep breath, down her drink and head for me.

"Hey stranger, you have been ignoring me all night."

I knew the game so I decided to be bold. "I don't trust myself around you sweetie and there isn't any mistletoe at this party that I can use as an excuse."

Pam gave me a level glance and then said, "You need an excuse? I must be losing my touch."

"Maybe not. Maybe I'm just afraid of you."

"Afraid of me?"

"Afraid of what you might cause me to do."

"You? Mr. Steady Hand himself losing his control over little old me? That will be the day."

"Sometimes I think you don't give yourself enough credit."

I looked over her shoulder like I was looking for Alice and she reached up, took a handful of my shirt, pulled me to her and kissed me.

"Didn't need any mistletoe to do that, now did I?"

"No, but that was just an 'I'll show you' quick kiss in a room full of people knowing full well that anyone who saw it would take it for just what it was - a quick buss between good friends."

I gave her a big smile and began looking around for Alice again. She glanced around to see if anyone was watching and satisfied that no one was she took my arm and led me from the room. As we were leaving the room Doug glanced our way and I winked at him and he smiled and gave me a thumbs up and I saw Myra look at us with disbelief on her face. In the hall, just outside the bathroom I took Pam in my arms, but she pushed me away.

"Not here. I don't want someone on the way to the bathroom to see us."

She led me into her bedroom, closed the door and then locked it. She turned to me, "No mistletoe and nobody watching. So, do you need an excuse or not?"

I took her in my arms and gave her a long, lingering kiss and when I broke it I looked into her eyes and said, "Nice, very nice," and then I kissed her again only that time I put some steam into it. I felt the tip of her tongue flick at my lips and I responded. Over her shoulder I could see her in her dresser mirror kissing me while looking at the bedside clock. I could almost hear the gears turning in her head. "Alice and Randy have been gone about twenty minutes. I need to buy about ten more." She stepped in close and turned the heat up on the next kiss. 

For what I planned on doing I needed Pam to work at keeping me from going to look for Alice. She had to be the aggressor. I pulled back and said, "I don't know what we just proved, but I think that we had better get back to the party."

"Oh no you don't. You don't get to tease me and then run. I get the feeling that you are holding back on me. I want the full voltage kiss."

I pulled her back to me and gave her the hottest kiss I could. Our tongues fought with each other and my cock was throbbing, but I had to hold myself so that she wouldn't feel it and get scared off. A quick glance at the clock showed me that it was time for me to make my move. I broke the kiss and pushed Pam away from me and she took a step backwards and ended up sitting on the side of the bed.

"We need to get back to the party."

A glance at the clock showed Pam that she needed to buy just a little more time. "Come on," I mentally willed her to take the next step, "Do it Pam, do it," and she did.

"I don't believe it. You are afraid of me. I thought you were kidding, but you are afraid of me."

"Afraid? I'll show you afraid" and I leaped on the bed with her and pushed her down on her back. "You want this. I never realized it before, but you want this," and I crushed my lips down on hers. Her tongue pushed into my mouth and her arms went around my neck. I continued the kiss as I used my right hand to free my cock. Then I pressed down even harder on her mouth to occupy her as I inched her skirt up until I could see her thong out of the corner of my eye. In one quick movement I broke the kiss, rolled over on top of her and used my knees to force her legs apart. There was momentary confusion on her face at the quick turn of events and that little bit of confusion gave me the time I needed to push her thong to one side and put my cock against her pussy. Then I put my hands on her shoulders and held her pinned to the bed as I smiled down at her.

"Here is the way it plays out Pam. Doug and Myra saw us come in here almost ten minutes ago and there hasn't been any screaming so they will testify that you led me in here if it goes to court. Paul finds out what you do while he's drunk because I will tell the world that this isn't the first time, just one of many. Your marriage and your reputation will be trashed. That's what happens if you scream and holler. The other options are to lie there and enjoy it or just lie there and accept it and when it is over only the two of us will know and you can spend the rest of your life contemplating the folly of helping a woman cheat on her husband. Either way my cock is going into your cunt," and I pushed.

Pam gave a little grunt as I pushed inside her and she looked up at me with angry eyes. I pushed a little more inside her, "Isn't this great? You're buying Alice all kinds of time keeping me here like this. You going to tell her what we did if she asks how you kept me occupied?"


Windows '06



So there I was, some thirty floors above ground level, my knees knocking together nervously as I balanced precariously on a rickety old work lift cleaning office windows. Not the ideal job for someone who doesn't enjoy heights or the picturesque view of the sprawling city, but a job's a job. And after me spending two-months tracking, hunting and finally landing a date with the beautiful Mary-Beth (a high-maintenance, career-minded chick who expected to be treated like a Princess) it was in my best interest to get some money together.  The two guys I was working with thought it best if I broke my cherry by descending the first five floors myself; just me, my bucket and my squeegee, shakily washing, rinsing and then wiping clean the twenty-five office windows whilst blowing in the wind, as the song goes. I could imagine them giggling like school children on the roof above me as they occasionally gave the safety rails a kick or two, thinking themselves fucking hilarious, this ritual passed down to all the new guys. Bastards.

As I swung the lift over to the second from the right office window, been careful not to over-extend myself or slip and fall to my doom, I soaped my squeegee and prepared to splash the window. Once you peer into one office room you've pretty much seen them all, and besides, fifty feet in the air is not the ideal time for furniture shopping. So, a freezing, dripping, soapy squeegee in hand, I was about to smear the double-glazed window with it when something caught my eye, forcing me to drop the squeegee, it landing by my boots with a wet thud.

Before me was a sight not just for sore eyes, but some thirty floors up an unexpected sight indeed; a big breasted, gorgeous young woman, kneeling on the office desk, some lucky dude in an open shirt and flopping tie behind her banging the ass off of her! Whether she was his secretary and he her boss, or the other way round I had no idea, but Jesus, what a spectacle! She was still half-dressed, meaning her gorgeous titties had popped out of her black, lacy bra, her white blouse opened down to her navel. Her black skirt was raised above her hips, her panties thrown across the desk. She was dressed in black stockings, with suspenders streaking up her tanned thighs. Her auburn hair bounced to and fro as the office stud hammered her from behind, her beauteous breasts swayed hypnotically from the round grip of her bra.

Pretty fucking cool, eh? My own peepshow, and no jackass jerking off behind me, either. Just gazing into her slutty face, sticky red lips pursed in an 'Oh' of pleasure, she clawing the papers in front of her, occasionally glancing back at him over her shoulder made my cock hard. Yeah, even all the way up there.

And then the office stud saw me, he pointing me out to his office slut. He went to quit, but she ordered him not to. Perhaps she got off on being watched, who knows, but she waved at me and blew me a kiss, tits wobbling, ass pounded, she then smiling saucily in my direction. Because the merry couple was close to the window I was happening to be cleaning, office slut decided to have a little fun with me. She stretched out her tongue, it almost touching the glass, flicked it through her lips and, lifting one of her hands off the desk pretended to she was puling on a cock.

Did she mean mine, I wondered? I pressed my growing erection to the window; office slut then motioned with her tongue to lick it, as if my prick was in full view of her face. Well, it was, just a damn annoying double-glazing piece of glass dividing us. What a horny slut, I smirked, and when she mouthed to me to "Take it out!" I could hardly refuse, could I?

It's not as if anyone was looking, so, feeling bold as brass I unzipped my cock from my workpants and, griping the shaft held it in front of her face. To my utter amazement office slut went to lick it, or simulated the licking and sucking of my cock, all the while she getting fucked doggy style across the desk. To my surprise I began pulling on my prick, thinking myself crazy, but what the hell? It was pretty cold up there, but I didn't care - my fingers gripped the shaft, my thumb brushing off my circumcised knob, the sensitive area, hoping to make this quick. Last thing I needed was Abbott and Costello above me to pull the lift up, catching me in mid-stroke.

By her expression office slut's orgasm (I couldn't tell how many she had before hand) was rapidly approaching – through closed eyes she opened her mouth and let out a scream, her fingertips gripping the edge of the desk, her shaking breasts pressed onto the desktop. Her hair swept across her face as her body tensed, she then raising her reddened face, sweat beading on her brow. My God, she looked fucking adorable, she suddenly smiling at me, her climax obviously swimming through her. She cooed through her red lips which I longed to feel around my erection before she threw her head back, biting her bottom lip. I imagined her squeezing office stud's cock with her dripping, hot pussy, she peering at him over her shoulder, no doubt urging him to come.

Well fuck it, if he was gonna come, then so was I. I felt a sudden rush build up inside of me, my fingers squeezing just the right spot, my thumb sticky with pre-cum. Staring at my fuckable office slut, she licking her lips in front of me, stretching out her tongue as if expecting me to unload my orgasm upon her, my climax was imminent. She was so fucking hot, my God, so fucking hot ...

Before me, office stud came, he withdrawing before shooting a torrent of thick, silver cum across office slut, it streaking up her back and over her head, the first powerful blast splashing the window in front of her. I followed suit, steadying my self as my climax rocked not only me but the lift; my orgasmic rush leaving me at 100 mph only to be swept from sight by the wind, it landing God knows where and on whom. Standing there shaking, holding onto the lift for balance, my cock now drooping and freezing, I watched slack-jawed as office slut slowly licked office stud's cum which oozed down the window. All the while she gazed lustfully into my eyes, a naughty smile upon her cum-coated lips.

The lift suddenly jolted, it lifting upwards, my colleagues assuming I had finished my cleaning duties. Tucking myself away, I waved goodbye to my office slut, she returning the compliment. She blew me a kiss as I was lifted from view, my beautiful, horny office slut. I wondered if I'd ever see her again.

Until then, there was always Mary-Beth. I wonder if she'd let me clean her windows ... 



Windows



He slid his hotel room key through the slot and pushed the door open after the requisite click.

It was late — later than he had planned to be out. But once he got roped into meeting and chatting it was easy to lose track of time. At least it was what he viewed as a successful evening — a power evening, made a great impression, made great contacts. 

Had some great wine.

He loosened his tie as he walked into the room and turned on the lights. He pulled the tie through, slid out of his jacket and laid it on the bed, and grabbed a beer from the mini-bar. Fuck it — he wasn't paying for it. He moved to the window and sat in the easy chair, turning it to look outside.

He unbuttoned the top buttons of his shirt and took a sip of his beer, just letting himself come down in the quiet. He was still on a bit of a high — a rush — from the buzz of the day and night.

The hotel next door was close — really close. Close enough he could see into the windows of his neighboring hotel guests. He gazed lazily over the windows, taking another sip of beer. Some were dark — some lit up. He saw a man close to his own age talking animatedly on his cell phone, pacing back and forth. Angry boss? Angry wife?

Poor bastard, he thought, glad to be free of such problems. Life was too short.

He saw other lit windows; people unpacking, and one older woman eating room service alone. Many other dark or faintly-lit windows. 

Those were the ones that fascinated him. What was going on in the dark? Was there anyone there? Sleeping? 

Fucking?

Those mysterious windows captivated his imagination, fantasizing a pair of coworkers at a convention succumbing to the temptation fueled by adrenaline and alcohol, in the dark of a hotel room. Of course it would have started in the elevator, he thought, smiling. He could feel himself stirring within...and without. He could picture the scene perfectly — hell, he'd lived it at one point or another himself.

The tension all day, the shared smiles, the two or three drinks too many, the understanding gazes, the hand on her back, the hand on his knee. The urgency it was time to go, and the unbridled kiss in the elevator the minute the door closed, not giving a fuck if it opened on them again. 

Not caring who saw. The hand up the skirt. The leg wrapped around his hip. The stumbling and laughing to the hotel room door and the slamming it shut behind, the deadbolt and the dark keeping the rest of the world outside only to dream about what they were doing to each other.

He smiled, wondering which room they'd be in. He felt his cock stirring thinking about it, and took another sip of his beer. So many windows. So many emotions. So many eyes.

The light was bright in his room. So many eyes on me, he thought. He took another sip of beer and put it down the table. He stood up at the window.

Was someone watching him from that hotel the way he was watching the windows? Thinking about who he was, what he was thinking about. Maybe someone alone...

He finished the buttons on his shirt and let it drop to the floor. So many windows. So many eyes.

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Across the way, she was getting ready for bed after her own busy evening. She unzipped her little black dress and was combing her hair in her little black slip, still in her red power heels. She had the light of the television but that was all. She moved to the window with a glass of wine and looked across the way, gazing at the neighboring hotel's windows. She sat in the soft leather chair and gazed over the windows. 

She saw him then, standing at the window, unbuttoning the buttons of his white dress shirt. Did he realize all the lights were on in his room? That everyone could see? 

Yes, she thought by the look on his face, he could. And not only did he not care, he wanted it that way. The look on his face was hypnotic and the fact that he was hot didn't hurt either. 

She was half embarrassed by watching — but fascinated, she was unable to look away as he let his shirt fall to the floor. They were right across from each other. If she turned on the light he'd know — he'd see. In fact, she wasn't sure he couldn't see her as it was with the faint light of the television. But he hadn't discovered her, yet.

He reached to his pants and let them fall to the floor. She could see he was hard already even from the distance she was — she leaned forward with her wine to get closer to the glass.

What was she doing? She thought. This was deranged. Watching him do this. But still...she couldn't look away. She licked her lips unconsciously as she watched him slide off the last of his clothes and stand at the window — naked.

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He stood at the window now, not caring who saw him, gazing at the slowly darkening windows. Those who had lights on were so wrapped up in their own boring or dramatic lives they paid him no mind. But again, it was the darkened rooms that lured him. He reached for his ever-hardening cock with his hand and stroked it slowly — gently. He imagined someone out there was watching — maybe someones?

He bit his lip and leaned against the window frame with the other hand. There was something so erotic about doing it at the window where anyone could see. He took his time..so slowly. There was no reason to rush. He had all the time, and all the audience, he needed.

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Glass of wine now on the table, she held onto the arms of the chair tightly, watching him. She'd see his eyes go over and past her room, willing him to see her and not see her. Can you feel my eyes on you? She thought.

Of course, all of this could be resolved immediately by doing one thing. 

Turning on her light.

She stroked her lips with her thumb, watching his hand up and down his hard cock, trying not to slide her thumb into her mouth. She couldn't believe herself, her reaction. But her reasonable mind was dripping away with how wet she was getting, watching him. 

Her fingers teased the strap of her black slip, her leg wanted to go over the arm of the chair. She wanted him to see her. 

She moved and with no fear, flipped on the light switch. 

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He saw the movement across the way and stopped. The light was on. The light in the room directly across from him.

He watched her, eyes boring into his, and immediately realized she'd been watching him the whole time. He smiled. The smile killed her.

She walked slowly back to the chair and sat in it again, facing him. She draped her leg, still in her red heels, over the arm of the chair — the black slip barely reaching below her hips. He licked his lips and slid his hand up and down his cock again. He watched her eyes move from his to his hand movements. He watched her lick her lips in return.

"Oh...yeah," he whispered to himself. 

"That's it...," he whispered.

She toyed with the strap of her slip again. She gazed at all the windows now too, watching him, thinking of being watched with the darkened windows and her lit up stage. She could feel the darkened windows beating, urging her on. She could see his face urging her on too. She leaned back in the chair, watching him, running her hand to her neck and rubbing it, pulling it down, down to her shoulder.

He smiled at her again, that delicious, dirty smile, wanting more.

"Come on... You know you want to," he whispered.

Through the glass he could sense she was close. His speed never changed on his cock, slowly, up and down. He lowered his eyes now to the neckline of her slip. He licked his lips again.

On the other side of the window she watched the path of his eyes and sighed softly to herself...mmmmmm.

He wanted to see.

She wanted to show him. She wanted to show him and everyone she could sense was watching her. The heat. The pulsing.

His breath caught in his throat as he watched her slip the strap down over her shoulder and run her hand into the front of her slip, lifting her full, perfect breast out of the falling fabric and working her hardened nipple with her fingers.

"Yeah...oh yeah," he whispered, his hand moving faster without even realizing it. He watched her fingers work her hardened, hot, red nipple for him, her leg moving backward on the arm of the chair, legs opening more.

She was so on fire, watching his eyes, watching his hand move faster, it was going to take no time at all for her to ...

"That's it, baby, come on...keep going," he whispered. He could see by the look on her face and the fluttering of her eyes she was close to cumming. His hand moved faster on his rock hard cock, up and down.

She looked at him through the window in an almost desperate state, almost begging him to help her, licking her lips as she watched his hand move faster. It was all too much. 

Her back was arched, she moved her other hand to her other nipple and now with both hands working both nipples she looked at him, and he smiled that honeyed, slippery, hot smile.

She sighed loudly, alone in her room but not alone, and he gestured to her now with his other hand.

"Come on...," he whispered, "give it to me," 

She lost it then, head back, and with hips now writhing on the chair, she came loudly, back arched, fingers digging into the arm of the chair.

"Oh...fuck...yeah," he whispered, wondering who else was watching her, knowing she didn't care.

His cock was throbbing and he put both hands on the window to watch or he would have cum.

Her hands moved down to her thighs now and pushed up the bottom of her slip on the chair. She opened her legs more on the chair and watched him now, transfixed on her movements. 

Again he gestured to her...

"More, come on baby. That's it. More," he whispered to this stranger who was no stranger.

She smiled at him now, the same smile he had, hot and twisted and desperate. She teased him, opening her legs a little more.

"More...," he whispered.

Still a little more, smiling.

"Fucking little tease," he said, smiling.

Finally she pushed her legs all the way open, legs over the arms of the chair. The ache of a thousand darkened windows, whispering...more...more, seeking relief, wanting to see her, all of her, her fingers found her bare, wet pussy and she worked it, never taking her eyes off him, off his cock, off his eyes.

Frozen, he couldn't move, couldn't speak. He watched her fingers tease her wet clit, slide inside herself, so wet, so hot, her hips rocking, up and down, to meet her fingers moving faster and harder, he could hear her silent moans through the window. 

Then she stopped and looked at him deliberately...

Made four hand gestures slowly to him.

He memorized the room number and grabbed his pants and threw clothes on to get to her room before the rest of his hotel got there first.

+++++++++

She left the door open for him and he walked in quietly, closing it behind him and dead bolting it.

She stood up in the chair, still at the window, smiling. She moved to walk toward him as he entered the room and he stopped her.

"No...," he whispered.

"Don't fucking move from that window. I want you right there," he said.

Outside, mysterious beating hearts raced more behind dark windows as he led her back to the chair. 

"You're a bad girl...," he whispered.

"Mmmmm," she whispered, leaning back in the chair once again. "It's all your fault."

"I love it," he whispered, easing her back into the chair and without hesitation, pushed her back into the chair. He found the soft hardness of her heels with his thumbs and traced lines up the inside of her calves from there with his fingers, up, inside her knees, and her back arched again. His hands found the inside of her knees and stroked them with his thumbs. She moaned again, softly. And he couldn't wait anymore.

He lifted her knees over his shoulders and buried his mouth in her soaking wet pussy. She sighed into screams as his tongue worked her clit, buried itself deep inside her sensitive, drenched core. 

She wanted to scream his name but she didn't even know what it was — why did that make it even hotter? Her fingers buried in his hair, she came again and again, exploding sweet sugared honey into his mouth. And they were right by the window. The light was bright. And anyone could see them. Anyone. He hoped they were getting the other half of the street off but really he only fucking cared about how hard she was cumming.

She thought about him stroking his hard cock that she couldn't get out of her mind and pushed him off her.

"No..," he whispered.

"Oh yeah," she said.

She pulled him up and turned him around to face the window. She opened his pants and let them fall as he pulled his shirt over his head. She stood behind him, her hard nipples covered in silk against his naked back.

Her hands crept around him and found his hard cock, and she stroked him, facing the window, so that everyone could see.

"You like this...like letting everyone see you stroking this hard cock?" she whispered.

His hands were on the window and he closed his eyes, her fingers warm and urgent, her thumb making circles on his hard, drooling cock's tip.

"Oh yeah...," he said.

"You liked getting a perfect stranger like me completely hot by doing it?" she whispered.

Her hands were relentlessly working him much faster than he did. He was ready.

"Fuck yeah," he said.

She moved in front of him and did what she wanted to from the beginning. Still in front of the window, she dropped to her knees. She pulled her slip off and naked, other than her red heels, she worked him into her mouth, not slow, not tender, but fast and hard.

The darkened windows beat at her same pace, collective breathing turned to sighing reflecting, watching her blow him.

His fingers were in her hair, tightly. He was going to cum any second. She worked feverishly on his cock, starving for it since the first moment she saw his hand move up and down his shaft.

Listening to her moan didn't help him, her tongue moving back and forth, sucking and licking, her fingers stroking his balls underneath. He was going to explode...and he didn't want that. There was one thing left to do.

He pulled her up.

"There's no way I'm not doing this — not doing you — here, right here," he said.

He pulled the chair around, and bent her over it. They couldn't have been closer to the window, and she was facing it.

"You want to get fucked so that everyone can see it, don't you," he whispered. 

"MMmmm," she said. 

"Yeah, you do," he said.

His fingers buried in her hair at the same time he buried his cock deep inside her pussy from behind. He tried to go slow but they were both so insanely frenzied, her hips bucked and writhed against him, her head moved in wild rotations, her moans inarticulate and loud.

In and out...in and out he pounded her, over and over. She couldn't get enough.

He could feel her cumming and exploding against his cock and he was done, through, watching the darkened windows outside, knowing they were being watched — it was a tactile tension that floated in the air, urging them to finish — the show needed a finale. They needed it, all the panting windows needed it. He needed it now.

Hard, last final thrusts sent them both into a panting collapse as he came deep inside her and they both tumbled to the floor with her in his lap.

They sat quietly, breathing, for a few minutes, until he stood up and took her hand and led her to the bed. 

"Wait," she whispered.

"What?" he said. 

She flicked the light switch off and returned to the bed. She kissed him softly.

"Show's over...," she whispered.

He smiled. 

+++++

Out in the dark, mysterious windows closed their curtained eyes and satisfied strangers drifted off to sleep — and waking dreams.



Windows



The following is a work of fiction.  All characters are at least eighteen years old.

Windows


“Throw you my lighter?”  John had to repeat the request to make it more real.  She expected him to toss it between the gap of their buildings and into her tiny fourth story window?  And he would have to do it while hanging out of his slightly larger window, while trying not fall into the alley below.


“Come on, just throw me your lighter.  You can make it easy,”  she pleaded as she sat on the sill of her window with a cigarette dangling from her long, thin fingers.


“Well shit,” he thought.  He was fairly sure that he had an extra lighter in his apartment if the aerial exchange did not go as planned, and he would love some company as he smoked his first after-work cigarette.  God, he thought he was done with that dirty habit, but since the divorce he found himself craving the cancer sticks again.  One of the highlights of his suddenly empty life was sitting on his window sill and smoking a hand-rolled cigarette while enjoying a beer, or more lately a glass of fine scotch.


She was someone he especially would love to talk to.  He had noticed her as soon as he moved into his downtown apartment.  She was quite a sight, with her brightly colored hair, wild outfits, and tall thin figure, that he imagined looked amazing out of her clothes.  He guessed she would be considered a punk girl, or maybe emo, he wasn’t that up on the styles of kids today.  Shit, kids.  She was probably in her early twenties, and he in his mid-forties felt like those days were just a blink of the eye ago; however, so much had happened in the twenty-five or so years since he was a bohemian college student.  Two divorces later, he was now living on his own in a downtown loft near the office where he worked. 


This last divorce was real tough.  He thought they had a great relationship, and then suddenly one Thursday over dinner, she calmly informed him that she had been having an affair for three years, and she was finally leaving him.  Actually, she said she was leaving his “boring as fuck ass”.  He never saw it coming.   Sure, he realized that their lives had become full of routines: Friday movie night, sex on the weekends, dinner at six every night.  But he just figured that was what happened in all relationships.


So he moved out, got an apartment downtown near his work, and had fallen into a different set of routines.


Her voice broke up his thoughts.  “Come on.  Throw me your lighter, please.  I need a smoke bad, and I am out of matches.” 


“Ok, but move out of your window.  I don’t want you to fall out trying to catch it,” he said as he prepared to hurl the lighter.


“OK, Dad,” she teased with a grin as she hopped off the ledge and into her room.  She moved as if she didn’t weigh a thing, and her bright pink hair seemed to hang in the air as she hopped down.


Her tease made him smile as he tossed his lighter underhand towards her window.  He must have been worried that he wasn’t going to throw the lighter hard enough and over compensated, because it clanged loudly against the top pane of her window and began to fall into the abyss of the alley. 


Luckily her hand shot out of the window with cat-like reflexes and she closed it around the prize.  Her rainbow colored nails gripped tightly around the lighter.


Immediately she flicked the lighter and lit the cigarette, now dangling from her lips.  She took a long drag of the cigarette and exhaled with a large sigh that sounded like the weight of her day being released in one simple act.  Her eyes were closed and head tilted back as she enjoyed the onrush of nicotine.


“You could have fallen out of the window, diving after the lighter like that.”


She opened her eyes revealing two huge dark pupils, and focused on John as if it was the first time that she was seeing him.  A coy smile crept to her black lips.  “Don’t worry  Dad.  I am a very careful girl,”  she responded as she took another long drag of her cigarette.


She was wearing very short jean shorts that were dyed red and frayed at the bottom.  Her black wife-beater tank top was hugging her torso like a second layer of skin.   God, she was so thin; ‘Heroin chic’ is what the magazines called it.  Her breasts seemed so large compared to her torso even though they were probably B cups, maybe small C cups he figured.  There was no way she was wearing a bra either.  Fuck, she looked hot.  Even on this hot summer day he could see the bulge that her nipples were making in the thin fabric.


“I just wouldn’t want to see you fall, that’s all.”  He took a drag from his cigarette and then raised his glass to his lips, relishing in the strong burn of whiskey on his tongue.


“My name is Alice by the way.  What’s it been, like a couple of days since you moved in?”


“Actually, a bit over a week.  My name is John.”


“So what’s your story John?  Middle age men don’t just decided to move into an apartment in this neighborhood.”


 “Well when your wife decides to have a long term affair and tells you about it, your options are limited.


“Bummer!  I wonder what happened.  Looks like you keep in shape, and you don’t seem like a major asshole.”


“She said that our relationship had gone stale.  It was her not me she said, but enough about me.  What is your story?  Pretty young girl living on her own in a giant modern apartment like that.  Not a lot of girls your age can afford this neighborhood.”


Alice took another drag from her cigarette and then stared off into the night.  “Let’s see.  Rich dad that makes up for his lack of quality time with money.  Young girl who has no pressing need for a career, so she is experimenting with any and everything she pleases.  As for the neighborhood, it’s close to lots of good bars and I love these old buildings.  I think I would go crazy in a house.  I like to be able to look out and see what people are doing.”  She reached out the window and pointed with her cigarette to the apartment above John.  “For example, the lady above you is cooking dinner wearing panties and a T-shirt..  You can’t get that kind of entertainment living anywhere else.”


John looked from window to window.  He saw a man sitting watching T.V. in the apartment above Alice’s.  Above that a couple was dinning.  He could see into at least eight different units from his window. 


“FYI if you haven’t noticed yet, you can see into both of our apartments perfectly from each side.  So if you want to continue sleeping in the nude, and you don’t want me to see you get up and go pee at night, you need to turn off the light from your TV, or close the drapes.”


“What?” John was suddenly stunned into silence.


“It’s a nice cock by the way, and you got a real cute ass too, for an old guy that is.”  She smiled, took another drag and blew the smoke in his direction.


“Welcome to apartment life.”  She tilted her head and laughed.  “It’s a two-way street.  Are you saying that you haven’t seen in my apartment?”  She studied his face.


He had seen her.  In fact, one of the reasons he enjoyed his nightly cigarette breaks was the fact that he got to see if she was home and up to anything exciting.  So far, his favorite had to have been her hour long yoga session.  Or was it the time she came out of the shower wearing a towel on her waist, her perky breasts exposed along with her tight stomach?  No, the yoga was the best because it lasted the longest.  He even dared to turn off the lights and rub himself while watching her.  He did not cum, but he got his cock so hard while watching her contort her tight little body wearing next to nothing.


“Yes, I have seen you.  And you have the most amazing body, I must admit.”


Her smile grew with his honesty.  She took one last drag of her cigarette and then snuffed it out in the old coffee cup she used for an ashtray.  “Well, you might actually get some pussy if you didn’t just work all day and then come home and spend the night reading and watching TV.”  She flashed him a kind smile.


“I got to run, let me toss you your lighter back.”


“You keep it, I have another.  Talk to you soon, Alice.”


She gave him yet another smile as she brushed her hair out of her eyes.  “Thanks.  Oh, by the way.  Not sure when you were last on the dating scene, but manscaping is in now.  Trim up that bush you got trying to hide your big cock, and you might get a girl over there that I can watch you fuck.”


She winked and disappeared into her room.


John just sat stunned at the window.  He lit a cigarette and slowly sipped away at his end of the day reward.


John had been away from the dating scene for a long time now, but even he could see that she was obviously flirting with him.  She had mentioned his cock twice; not very subtle at all.  The idea of this beautiful young woman admiring his physique turned him on immensely.  He felt his cock stir and absentmindedly reach down and stroked it through the fabric of his jeans.


The next day passed as so many other of his weekdays.  Another boring day at work trying to write face recognition software for a boss that didn’t appreciate all of his hard work.  He got home a bit later than usual and found himself at the windowsill getting ready to enjoy a whiskey and a smoke.  He was disappointed that she was not at her window, and in fact her window was shut and her apartment dark.  He noticed the coffee ashtray was overflowing. 


“She must have been up late last night,” he thought to himself.


John went about his nightly ritual.  He ate some leftovers while watching some mindless T.V.   Then he took a long hot shower, put on some comfy sweat shorts and a T-shirt and sat at the ledge, reading while sipping whiskey and enjoying an occasional smoke.


Still the light in her room stayed off.  He continued to read until the whiskeys and fatigue began to make the words move around on the page.  He was just closing his book when he saw her room light up. He could not see her front door from where he was, but suddenly she turned the corner into her bedroom/living room.  She was carrying a backpack and had a baseball cap over her bright hair, which was in a single pony tail.  She was wearing a short black skirt that might have been leather, red stockings, and a tight plaid sleeveless blouse.  She dropped the bag and went into the kitchen where he couldn’t see her.  She came back moments later chomping on a piece of pizza and holding a large beer.  She went to the window and threw open the heavy pane.


John was trying to figure out if her face lit up when she saw him, or if was just his imagination.


“Hey Poindexter.  Funny catching you reading again,” she called in a sing-songy voice.


She lit her cigarette in an instant and took a long sip of beer to wash down the pizza.


“Don’t you ever go out?  How are you going to get any pussy sitting at home with a book?”  She punctuated her sentence with another large swig from her beer.


“Actually, going out is the last thing on my mind right now.  I prefer to just relax on my own right now.  Switching to this whole apartment life has been a bit rough on me.”  John lit another cigarette as his eyes stole a glance at her long toned legs.  Her pale skin accentuated by the red stockings.  Her short skirt had ridden up even further revealing a black garter belt.  He must have been staring a bit too long because he was abruptly interrupted by her chainsaw laugh.


“How much have you had?  You are staring at my legs like a zombie.  She ran her hand along the outside of her thigh.  Her black fingernails tugging at the hosiery every now and again as she seductively presented her goods.


John stared down at his nearly empty glass in embarrassment. 


“I guess I might have had a bit more than I realized.  I am so sorry for staring.”  His whole body burned with humiliation.   Here he was, a successful middle-aged man, thrown from the house he worked so hard for, living in a junky downtown apartment, and now he was caught ogling the only friend he had.  He started to rise to go back inside.


“Hush now, John.  There is no reason to apologize.  I never said I didn’t like to be looked at.”  She took a swig of beer and then while studying his face took a long drag from her cigarette.


“What if I told you that I liked it when you stared at me?  What if I told you that it turned me on?  Would that be ok?”  Her hand had slowly slid to the inside of her thigh, and she was rubbing it slowly up and down as she talked.  Her hand was lingering in the smooth skin in between where her stockings stopped and her skirt began.


John was dumbfounded.  His mouth hung open as he slowly began to nod his head up and down.


She threw her head back and gave out another thunderous laugh.  This time her laugh was a mix of sultry with sinister.


“You are wasted, John.  I have never seen you this way.  I like it.”  She leaned out the window a bit as if she wanted to tell him a secret and in a hushed tone said.  “I also like to watch, John.  I would like to watch what you do with that big dick when you think no one is watching.”  She flashed him a big smile and then sat back on her window sill with her legs dangling over the alley below.  She brought her beer to her lips and took five or six big swigs of her beer before wiping her lips and smiling and John again.


Alice put her cigarette out.  “I better get ready for bed.  I have a big day tomorrow.  My pops wants me to see the new boat he bought.  Yay.  You should probably get to bed too, Drunky McDrunky Pants.”  She swung one of her legs up over the wall as she was getting up, but stopped midway.  He had a perfect view up her tiny dress, past her garter and to her shaved little pussy.  Its red lips contrasting nicely with her smooth white skin.  She smiled at him and then continued into her apartment.  She called over her shoulder.  “Can’t wait to see if drunk John is also horny John.”  She gave him a wink and then left him sitting by himself trying to figure out what had actually happened, and what was just his imagination.


He finished his cigarette and then went to brush his teeth and get ready for bed.  Just before he hopped into the shower, John remembered what Alice had said about “manscaping”.  He reached under the sink and grabbed his hair trimmers.  He clicked them on, then despite being a bit intimidated by the buzzing, took to the dark mass of pubic hair above his cock.  His mind was in such a state of excitement from what had just transpired, and his cock was tingling with anticipation as he finished and studied his handiwork.  He marveled at how much bigger his cock looked under his now-trimmed hair even in its semi-flaccid state.


He jumped in the shower and went about his usual routine.  When he finished, he reached down and grabbed his cock with his thumb and forefinger.  He took a big handful of shaving gel and lathered up his quickly growing cock and balls.  Then, with a razor in his other hand he took a deep breath and brought the razor to his shaft.  He gently brought the razor down to the base of his cock and gingerly removed the sparse hairs that he encountered.  Once his shaft was sufficiently hairless and thankfully unscathed, he turned his attention to his balls.  He stretched out the sacs and attempted to get all of the hair off without nicking the precious cargo.  In his inebriated state, it was a wonder that he succeeded.  When he finished, he looked down and marveled at how different he looked.  He reached down and touched his now smooth shaft and balls.  It felt so different and so erotic.  He contemplated leaving the trimmed pubic hair, but decided on the smooth look.  His cock twitched with anticipation as he removed all of the hair above it. 


He rinsed off, and chuckled at the thought of when he last he saw his private hairless like this.  He jumped out of the shower and as he toweled off, he couldn’t keep his eyes off of his new look.  His cock looked enormous and so different.  He was ready.


As he strolled into his bedroom, he glanced over at her apartment but all of the lights were out and he could see nothing.  He turned on a reading lamp by his bed side and then lay on top of his bed.  His hard cock was straining against the soft fabric of his shorts.  He reached down and liberated his staff.


He closed his eyes and pictured Alice in her sexy little outfit.  He squeezed his cock firmly and relished the feeling of a gob of hot precum oozing to his tip.  He brought his hand up to his mushroom tip and gently traced its outline with his index finger.  It felt so good to tease himself.  The thought that somewhere in that dark abyss across the way was a young girl probably watching him play with himself made his cock harder than he could remember it getting.  It was not as if he had a hard time getting it up lately, but he had noticed in the last five or six years his cock took a little more attention to get rigid.


Tonight was an exception.  He had barely begun to play with himself and already his cock was hard as steel.  He decided to put on a little show just in case she was watching.  He traced the outline of his shaft.  It was as smooth as velvet and hard as steel.  His other hand slipped down to his newly shaven balls. .  It was like he was grabbing them for the first time.  He gently rolled them in his hand as he relished the feeling.


He wondered what she was doing over there.  Was she at the window watching?  Was she lying in bed playing with her pussy as she watched?  As he wondered, his hand wandered up to his tip and found that puddle of pre-cum that bathed his tip.  He used two fingers to gently slide the natural lubricant down the shaft of his cock, then he gripped his whole girth and massaged the slick substance all over his cock.   He started to slowly and deliberately pump his cock.  His precum made his hand slide easily up and down his shaft while his other hand continued to toy with his newly shaven balls.   He closed his eyes and imagined Alice rubbing her pussy.  In his mind, her clitoral hood had a metal rod through it and her labia had matching silver rings.  She rubbed her clit vigorously with one hand while fucking her pussy with her other hand, her perfect young tits heaving with her ecstasy.


He was pumping his cock faster now, but his natural lubricant was running thin.  He took his hand off his shaft for a moment and brought it to his lips,depositing a big gob of saliva.  His cock moaned with pleasure with the new lubrication.  He pumped faster and faster, and pre-cum began to leak out of his cock and down his shaft creating a sloppy mess of cum and saliva. 


In his mind Alice, was staring at him as she vigorously tended to her cunt.  She was getting close.  She started to scream as she slid her whole fist into her cunt as she began to cum.


John felt his balls tighten up and his cock twitch.  He moaned loudly as he came, shooting a large wad of cum into the air followed by two more giant clouds of ecstasy.   All of the day’s tension slipped away with the orgasm.  He didn’t care about his stupid boss, his soon to be ex-wife, or his once beautiful home.


He had complete clarity for the first time in a long time.  He no longer was worried about the divorce or his stupid boss.  All he thought about was the warm feeling of bliss his body was wrapped in.  He began to come out of his orgasmic bliss slowly.  He was still firmly stroking his wilting cock soaked in cum and saliva.  His chest was also covered in his seed.  He absentmindedly rubbed his chest, relishing the slick warm feeling  He opened his eyes and instinctively looked across at her apartment.  A light clicked on.  He could see Alice rise from her bed totally nude.  The nipples on her large breasts were completely erect, and her face wore the most lustful face.  Was that wetness he perceived on her leg?  He couldn’t be sure.  Did she just blow him a kiss?  Alice walked to the bathroom and disappeared.  John clicked off his bedside lamp and fell into a peaceful sleep, still covered in copious amounts of cum.




Windows



The next day at work, John had a spring in his step.  His annoying co-workers did not get to him, and the drudgery of his job did not anchor down his soul.  In fact, his mind was barely at work.  It was back at his apartment, stroking his cock for his beautiful neighbor, cumming not all over his chest and stomach but all over her perky young breasts and all over her tight stomach.  He completely lost focus while his boss was complaining about his party animal daughter who just sucked away his money.


“John are you listening?”  He startled John out of his day dream.


The rest of the work day flew by, even though he had to stay late.  He stopped by the gym on the way home and put in an hour and half of weights and cardio, all the while looking forward to sitting on his window sill at home and hopefully talking to Alice.  Just the thought of this gorgeous young woman watching him was enough motivation to get into better shape.  As he was ending his workout, a thought popped into his head.  What if his little show had freaked out his cute young neighbor?  Maybe in his drunken state he had misread her.  “It can’t be,” he thought.


When he got home, he changed out of his suit, poured a nice stiff drink and grabbed a seat by the window.  He was a bit disappointed to notice that she wasn’t home, but it was early.  He grabbed a book, lit a cigarette and read while anxiously awaiting her.


Three whiskeys later and there was still no sign of Alice.  He was just about to give up and turn in when the lights came on across the way in her apartment.  The person who spilled through the door was not Alice, however.  Backing into the room was tall, dark-skinned woman.  She was wearing a long black dress that hugged her curvy body.  Her ass jutted out from a tiny waist and had an amazing kidney bean shape.  Her breasts were immense and he could even see their outline from behind.  She had jet black hair that stopped just above her ass.  From his angle, it looked like there was someone in front of her.  Yes, she was passionately making out with someone.  It must be Alice.  Alice was dwarfed by the woman. 


They turned and John could see them both in a deep embrace.   Alice brought her hands up and was groping the other girl’s breasts roughly.  The dark haired girl put her head back and moaned passionately.  Alice kissed her on the lips, and then the dark skinned girl said something to Alice and started to walk out of the room.  Alice gave her a firm but playful smack on the ass as she was walking away.  Once the other girl was out of the room, Alice’s eyes shot to where John was sitting.  A sinister smile formed on her lips.


She bound to the window and threw it open.  She was wearing a short plaid skirt, white stockings, and a very tight, sleeveless blouse.  John could tell immediately that she was pretty plastered. 


“There you are, my sexy neighbor.  Turn off your lights and enjoy the show.  It’s my turn to be watched.”


She lit a cigarette and took a deep drag, then without letting John say a word.   “That’s my friend Jenna.  She is a horny Amazon.  She thinks that she is a lesbian, but I know she is just bi.  Do you think she is hot?”


John nodded dumbly.


“I think she is half Filipino and half black or something.  She does a ton of modeling, you might have yanked your big dick to her and not even known it.”  Some sound startled Alice, and she looked over her shoulder.  She started to snuff out her half-smoked cigarette.


“She just flushed the toilet.  Turn off your lights and enjoy the show. I can’t wait to hear what you think.  Your show was great last night, by the way.  I came so hard watching.  Toodles.”    She winked, turned and walked to the middle of the room. 


Jenna walked back into the room and came up to Alice.  Alice held up her hand, and Jenna stopped.  Alice then started to unbutton her blouse slowly while the dark skinned beauty watched.   She opened her blouse revealing two perfectly perky breasts.  Her areolas were a very light shade of pink, and her large, dark red nipples were hard and pointing slightly to each side.


Jenna’s mouth pounced onto Alice’s chest, first kissing around each firm globe and then focusing on her areolas.  Finally, she sucked one nipple into her mouth and began to suck hungrily on it.  Alice put her hands into her thick dark hair and really seemed to be enjoying the treatment. 


The Amazon’s hand disappeared under Alice’s skirt causing her to moan loudly with pleasure.  She had purposefully left the window open so that John could hear everything.  He was sitting in the dark by the window trying to take in all that was transpiring.  His cock was already straining against his shorts, and he was massaging it through the thin fabric.


Alice suddenly screamed with pleasure and then her legs gave out from under her.


“She came already?” John thought to himself.


Jenna easily supported her much smaller friend and picked her up, laying her gently on the bed.  The dark haired girl reached behind herself and unzipped her long dress.  In an instant, she stepped out of the dress and took John’s breath away.  She was beyond gorgeous.  Her lovely dark skin was flawless and all of her curves were in the right places.  She had large breasts that defied gravity and were visible even from behind.  When she turned a bit John noticed her thick and long nipples.  They were unlike anything he had ever seen.


She put her leg on the bed presenting her pussy to Alice.  John wished he could see her pussy, but he could only imagine what it looked like.   Alice propped herself up on her elbows and crawled over to her friend’s pussy.  A big smile came across her lips.


She buried her face in Jenna’s lap, and the tall woman threw her head back in ecstasy.  John watched as the exotic woman writhed with pleasure.  He was now standing at the window in the dark and rubbing his now massive erection through his pants.


The darkskinned girl screamed in ecstasy and collapsed on the bed.  Alice got up and smiled in John’s direction.  Her face was covered in her friend’s love juices.  She licked her lips and winked at John.  She then reached under the bed and grabbed a strap on.  It was a fairly large black cock attached to a leather strap.  She tossed it on the bed and Jenna’s eyes lit up.  In a flash she donned the dildo.  Alice sauntered to the window and seemed to cool herself in the breeze.  Her nipples looked as hard as iron.  She looked over her shoulder at her friend still on the bed and called her over with her fingers.


She looked over to where John was and smiled.  She looked down and stroked her pussy, estonished at how turned on she was.


She then bent over with her torso on the windowsill and presented her pussy to her friend.  The tall woman bent down and licked the little cunt before her up and down as Alice wiggled her ass with pleasure.  Finally Jenna stood up straight and brought her rubber penis to Alice’s pussy lips.  She slowly inched the dildo into her friend.  Alice found John’s eyes in the darkness of the adjacent apartment and smiled.  She reached down to her breast and brought her own nipple to her mouth, stuck out her tongue and licked her nipple for him.


Jenna began to slowly fuck her doggy style.  She grabbed Alice’s diminutive hips with her dark hands and rhythmically fucked her.  Alice continued to stare at John as her pussy was satisfyingly rammed by her friend.  She could barely see that John had taken his cock out and was stroking it by the window.  This made her happy and the knowledge that he was stroking his cock to the scene before him enhanced her enjoyment greatly.


Alice squealed as the gorgeous model began to rub her clit as she fucked her more roughly.  Now and again she would spank Alice’s tight little ass.  The Amazon leaned forward and dribbled a huge gob of spit onto Alice’s asshole.  She used her long slender finger to rub the spit into the tight orifice.  Suddenly she thrust her finger in to the second knuckle.  


“Ohh.  God! I am cumming again.”  Alice wailed as an immense orgasm overcame her.  Just as she was starting to cum, she noticed John’s hand rapidly jerking his cock.  Suddenly he stopped as his whole body tightened.  She watched as his cock shot load after load of creamy cum.  She was intoxicated by the sight.


John sat in the dark and assessed the situation.  He was covered in cum and the girls across the way were back on the bed going at it some more.  He was so taken aback at what had just happened.  He wondered if Alice had purposefully moved the action to the window so that he could get a better view.  Maybe it was so that she could get a better look at him.  Either way the experience was the most erotic thing that he could remember taking part of, and he had his new 
young friend to thank for it.


He went to the bathroom and cleaned up.   When he came back the girls were still going at it on the bed.  Alice was now fucking her dark friend with the strap-on.  Her pussy reminded John of a medium rare steak, it was dark on the outside and pink in the middle.  His cock began to swell again as he watched her pussy stretched by the dildo.


Fatigue began to get the better of him.  He strolled to the bed and lay in the nude.  Images of the two women having sex filled his mind as he drifted off to sleep.


When John came home from work the next day, he was excited to see the light on in Alice’s apartment.  She was sitting by the window smoking.  She saw John immediately and smiled.  He grabbed a whiskey and his smokes opened his window to greet her.


“Hey stud.” She greeted him with half closed bloodshot eyes.  “How was work?”


“It was work.”  He answered as he lit his cigarette.


She laughed.  “ Yeah, I can’t relate to that.  Did you like the show last night?”


His cock twitched just thinking about the erotic scene that he witnessed the night before.  “Yes it was very hot.”


“Were you stroking that big cock of yours while you watched?”


“You know I was.”


“How hot is that friend of mine.  Oh my god, I could eat her dark pussy all night long.”


“She wasn’t the only hot thing I would lick all night.”


Alice smiled slyly.  “At what point did you cum?”  She started to rub the front of her little white fluffy dress.


 “I am pretty sure you saw me.  It was when your friend was fucking that cute little pussy of yours from behind.”  He could feel his cock begin to strain against his slacks.


Her hand had now slipped under her skirt out of view.  She smiled again.  “Yeah it was so hot watching you cum as I got fucked.  Still it was so dark, I could barely make it out.”  She paused.


John could read her mind, or at least he was hoping he could.  “Well, I’ll show you mine, if you show me yours.”


“Deal!” She shouted, and in a flash her skirt was off and he was staring and her bald little pussy.  He love how its full pink lips stood out from her pale skin.  She looked so turned on.


“Your turn.”  She called as she started to play with her little pussy.


John shrugged his shoulders, took a drag from his cigarette,  and undid his pants freeing his large cock.  It was only semi erect, but it looked massive to Alice.


“Ohhh.” She cooed.   “See how much bigger and better it looks now that you manscape.”  Play with it for me.


He didn’t have to be asked twice.  John wrapped his hand around his cock and squeezed.  It felt so freeing and erotic to touch himself in front of this young woman.  His eyes fixed on her fingers rubbing her clit in a circular fashion.  His cock was instantly rock hard from the attention.


“God it looks huge.  I love watching you play with it.”  She said as she plunged two fingers into her cunt as she rubbed her clit.


He began to stroke his cock for her.   Pre-cum oozed out of his massive head and he took it and lubricated his shaft.  Now his hand could glide up and down the length of his cock for her.


It was so quiet that he could hear the slopping sound of her fingers going in and out of her pussy as she rubbed her clit.  Her breathing was an audible, heavy, rhythmic almost panting. 


He took her in, her lithe young form, naked from the waist down, her bright pink pussy lips glistening with juices as she pleasured herself.  Her chest heaved with every breath as her large breasts tried to break free.  Her beautiful face,  framed by her wild pink hair was flushed.  Her dark eyes were half way closed and filled with lust.


His eyes strayed to the apartment above her.  A middle aged woman was staring at him.  When they made eye contact she shook her head and closed the blinds.  He forgot that others could see him too.  “Fuck it.”  He thought.  He was too turned on to stop anyway.


“Fuck John, I am going to cum.”  She practically whispered.  That was all that John needed.  He picked up the pace on his cock and cupped his balls.  Watching her eyes worship his cock threw him over the edge.  His rod pulsed under his fist.  He threw his head back and moaned as the first burst of semen shot from his cock out of the window and hung in the air over the dark alley below them.


Alice squeaked out a moan of pleasure as her whole body shuddered with orgasm.  John shot another white gob of manhood into the air as the first one began to fall below.  They both stared at each other’s orgasm in awe as their own was magnified by the attention.


Alice heard some noise from the apartment next to John’s.  A man in his sixties was giving her performance an rowdy applause.  She blew him a kiss.


Alice was the first to speak.  She shook her wild hair and gave out a yelp as she stretched with pleasure.  “Ahhhh that was amazing!  Fuck I need a smoke now.”  And in an instant she sat back down on the stoop and lit a cigarette.


John couldn’t speak, but he nodded in agreement.  He absentmindedly started to pull up his pants before he noticed that she was still sitting naked from the waist down.  “Fuck it.” He grunted as he stepped out of his pants, sat by the window , and lit a cigarette.


“Man you are a wild one Alice.  I love it.”


“You haven’t the slightest idea.” She answered with her usually heavy laugh.


It felt so great for John to sit and talk to this gorgeous young girl, and the fact that she was naked from the waist down added to the pleasurable situation.  For Alice it was something different.  She liked talking with John.  We was so much wiser than than the boys her own age and not like the creepy older guys she met at the bars that just wanted to fuck her and not tell their wives.  She felt a connection between the two of them, and being in two separate buildings actually added to the intimacy.  She felt safe knowing when she was done with him, she could just walk away from the window, and this let her really open up to him.


They sat there talking and smoking for a good part of the night.  At some point they decided that it was silly to be half naked and both of them took off their tops.  Seeing Alice’s large breasts had such an affect of John that they had another masturbation session.  This time Alice was comfortable enough, or drunk enough to really talk dirty to John.


“Stroke that cock for me.”
“Stroke that monster.”
“Grab those heavy balls.”
“You want to fuck these big beautiful tits don’t you?” As she pressed her impressive rack together.
“Cum for me you dirty boy.”
“Cum for your little slut.”
“Cum while I fuck my pussy with my fingers.”
“Cum while you stare at my tight little cunt.”
“See how wet you make your little slut.”


By the end of the night, John went to bed happy and drained of all cum.  Alice for all he knew went out and partied with her friends.  It didn’t matter to him at all he was happy to have this relationship.  He had his young little slut living across the way.  He fell asleep quickly and slept like a baby.


  Alice on the other hand could not fall asleep.  Her mind was realing from the erotic multual masturbationsession she had just had.  She had to masturbate a few more times that night  in order to fall asleep.  The thought of her being a little slut for her sexy older neighbor really turned her on, and the fact that some of her neighbors probably watched her show turned her on even more.


The next few days, John didn’t mind work as much as he usually did.  He was oblivious to the boring work and best of all  his asshole boss was away on some trip.   John would just tune out at work out and imagine how wonderful it would be when he got home to his beautiful neighbor Alice.  The only problem was that day after day he would sit by the window sill and nothing.  No signs of life at all from across the way.  It was almost as if she had disappeared.  He had begun to wonder if she had been freaked out by everything that had occurred, but he just couldn’t figure it out.


It was about a week since he had last seen Alice, and his disappointment  had turned to a bit of worry.  He came home late one Friday after having to put in extra work for his still absent boss, and his face lit up as he opened the door.  There sitting on the window sill across the way was his neighbor.  She was wearing tiny black sweat-shorts and a matching tank top that was barely there.  He couldn’t comprehend how the tiny fabric of her t-shirt could contain her breasts.


Alice noticed him right away and her face lit up.  She gave a big wave that made her breasts wiggle in the sexiest way.  John walked over to the window as was almost knocked over by the strong odor of pot.


“Hey, so glad your home.  Wasn’t sure if you would be out partying on a Friday.”  Just hearing her voice made the long workweek melt away.


John was going to say something about her absence but decided not to.  If she wanted to bring it up she could, but that was not his business.  


“Smells good,  what brand of cigarette are you smoking?”  He teased.


“It’s Marlboro greens.  You can have some if you want, but I am not throwing it over.  Why don’t you pop over with some of that whiskey you are always drinking and we can catch up.”


She was always so damn frank.  And while John couldn’t exactly remember when the last time was he smoked weed, it was at least one decade ago, if not two, who was he to turn down the invite of a gorgeous, young girl.


“I will be right up.”  He answered as he turned to grab a bottle of his best whiskey.


“I am in 304.” She called over his shoulder as he exited his apartment determined to enter another adventure.


He couldn’t believe how nervous he was as he stood in front of her door.  He had masturbated in front of this girl numerous times, watched her do the same, yet he had to muster all of his courage to ring her bell.


What was keeping him from ringing the bell and having a great night of sex?  Was he so much more comfortable in the fantasy?  Masturabting and watching her do the same.  Did he fear breaking the spell?  His penis decided to squelch any hesitation and rang the bell.


“Hey daddy O’” She called as she opened the door.  She looked radiant in her short black skirt and white tank top.  


“Had she changed?” He wondered trying to remember what she was wearing a second ago.


She turned and called over her shoulder as she led him into her apartment.  “Welcome to my lair.  Here is the kitchen that I rarely use.”  She pointed to a somewhat chaotic room filled with top of the line stainless steel appliances.  The Viking oven alone cost as much as a small car.  She passed into the living room slash bedroom and he was astonished at what he saw.  An entire wall that he couldn’t see from his apartment was lined with floor to ceiling mirrors.  Above her bed was also a huge circular mirror.  Alice noticed his awe and smiled coyly.




Windows



“You already must have gathered that I like to watch.  Before you moved across the way, all I had to watch was my own sexual escapades, but now, you have giving me way more ammunition to my perversion.”  She laughed a sexy sinister laugh at this admission.


“Are those black boxes on the ceiling what I think they are?”


“Good eye.  Very few of my playthings notice those.  It pays to have a dad that has a high tech gatchet company.  Check this out.”


She grabbed a giant remote that looked like a mini keyboard.  After a few keystrokes A giant LED TV came to life.  A few more keystrokes as she navigated through a menu and suddenly the room was filled with the sounds of sex.   There must have been speakers everywhere.  On the giant screen there was a closeup of Alice’s friend Jenna’s pussy as Alice licked away.


“The tricky part is getting the computer to zoom and focus on the right stuff.  Dad’s company had a face recognition software that I was able to tweak to work on dicks and pussies.”  She laughed at the absurdity of the statement.


John was blown away.  Suddenly a strange thought popped into his head.  His company had been working on software to record events remotely.  Could this setup be some version of that?    


“God I love how a pussy looks in HD.” Alice was staring at the screen while massaging her breasts through her shirt.


John noticed to tumblers filled with ice on a small table by her bed.  He grabbed them, filled them with eighteen year old whiskey, and handed a glass to Alice.


She took the glass, smiled at John and took a healthy sip.  “That is so good.”


She drank in the sight of the handsome man before her. 


“Let me show you how it works.”  In a flash she stepped out of her tiny skirt revealing her smooth pussy.  She was obviously very horny.  Her pussy lips were full and open, and they glistened with her moisture.


“Now take out that beautiful cock of yours, so I can show you how the software works.”


She looked hungrily at his waist.  John shrugged his shoulders and undid his pants releasing his growing cock.  Alice was typing furiously on the remote.  The giant screen split into two.  On one side was still the video of the two girls going at it, but the other side sprang to life with a close up 
of John’s cock.  


“I can zoom up to fifty times.”  The view zoomed onto the skin of his cock. You could see every vein and bump of his cock. “ Looks like you missed a spot.”  Alice focus on a few stray hairs that had been spared by his razor.  “Come on John.  Stroke the monster for me.  I want to watch you grow.”


His cock was already growing from all of the attention.  He looked her in the eye and wrapped his hand around his cock.  He looked at the screen and watched himself slowly stroke his cock.  It was so ertotic to watch himself projected onto the wall.  He continued to stroke himself slowly and deliberately.  


“Now thats hot!”  Alice exclaimed.  “But that’s nothing.  I can’t truly enjoy the show if I have to work the remote.”  John noticed that she was running the remote with one hand while the other traced her pussy lips.


“Here is the beauty of the whole system.”  After a few more keystrokes, she dropped the remote.  “Ok its totally remote now.”  She sat down on the bed right next to where John was stroking himself, and turned both of her hand’s attention to pleasing herself while she took in the view.


The image on the screen followed his cock as he slowly stroked it.  It zoomed in and out and even changed camera angles on its own.  Suddenly the image switched to Alice’s pussy.  She was plunging two fingers in and out of her sloppy cunt as her other hand feverishly rubbed her clit.


Then the camera focussed back onto John stroking his thick cock.  His veins were pulsing, and his mushroom head looked like it was about to burst.


“Fuck John, this is so hot.  I am about to cum.”  She said as she fucked her pussy with one hand.  Her other reached down and peeled her shirt off exposing her large perky breasts.  Her large nipples were as hard as rocks.  She was lost in ecstasy.


“Cum for me John.  I want to watch you cum.”  John turned his hips so that he was stroking his cock inches from her face.  The room was filled with the sounds of wet flesh being manipulated.


“Fuck Alice! I am going to cum.”  John closed his eyes with the impending orgasm and suddenly felt her smooth hand on his balls.  The sensation was too much.  His cock began to twitch.  He opened his eyes just in time to see a zoom of the tip of his cock as it swelled and shot gob after gob of cum into the air.  Alice screamed with her orgasm as she watch him erupt.  Her hands and thighs were soaked with her moisture.


She focused on the big screen.  Johns cock was ten feet long and slowly being stroked as a long string of cum seeped out of his slowly wilting hard on.  


Alice stood brought her face up to John’s.


“That was such a rush!”  She exclaimed and gave him a huge kiss.  He opened his mouth and let her tongue explore him.  Her chest felt hot against him.  The kiss moved him so that he wished his dick would be hard again so that he could fuck this gorgeous girl.


“I have to shower and get out of here.  My dad is having a big party on his new yacht tomorrow, and I have to help him plan.”


Finally it all clicked in John’s head.


“Wait...who is your dad?”


He couldn’t believe what she was saying.  The hot young neighbor he had been messing around with was the daughter of his asshole boss.  John’s lips broke into a huge smile.  He loved the idea that his big shot boss’s daughter was such a dirty girl.  The fact that he had masturbated with her multiple times was such poetic justice for all of the abuse that John had taken from his boss.


Alice’s first emotion was fear when she found out that the gorgeous man she had been enjoying was working for her dad.  She was afraid that somehow that would spell the end of them.  How could their relationship end, when it hardly even had gotten started?


“Was that what this was, a relationship.”  Alice wondered.  She loved enjoying multiple partners but John was different somehow.  She felt safe when she was with him.  Maybe she felt like he was filling in for the father that was always too busy to give her attention.


But why would John end it?  He had no reason to.  Alice was content with the fact that
 it turned out that her dad was John’s asshole boss and the two of them would be attending the company party tomorrow.  If anything it might be kind of fun for her to sneak in some sexual satisfaction right under her daddy’s nose.  John was disappointed that she had to leave, but excited that he was going to be able to see her tomorrow.


“And I will wear something special for you big boy.  You have to do me a favor.  You have to go commando tomorrow night.”


She had said before giving him another passionate kiss and jumping into the shower.  


“Play around with the system if you want, its tons of fun.”


And so he did.  He found the camera in the bathroom, and watched Alice clean every inch of her body.  He watched as she shaved her pussy.  Watched as she rubbed her clit.  Watched as she came so hard she almost fell over.  She dressed in tight jeans and a Ramones shirt and he walked her out to go see her dad.  Another kiss and then she bid him farewell.


“Don’t forget about tomorrow.  We are going to have a ball.”  Alice winked and was off into the night.


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The night of the company party, John put on his best black suit, sans underwear.  It was invigorating feeling his shaven cock brushing against the fine wool of his trousers.


Johns breath was nearly taken away when  he saw his boss's yacht.  It was huge!  It even had two helipads on it for whatever reason.  As he was walking up one of his coworkers commented that the boat costs somewhere upwards of thirty million dollars.


There were about thirty employees and friends and family on the yacht that night.  They were going to take a cruise through the harbor, and then out to see for dinner and drinks.  They were scheduled to be back at the dock just before midnight.


John caught sight of Alice’s wild, pink hair.  As he worked his way towards her, he saw her father standing next to her and felt his knees slightly buckle.  He stopped, suddenly flashing back to when he was a teenager, nervously meeting the father of his first girlfriend.


He took a deep breath and chuckled, thinking “Jesus, man.  You are a grown man!  Suck it up and go over there!”.  A moment later, he continued his approach, now with a firm stride and set shoulders.  He began to grin as Alice caught John’s eye and a tiny smirk formed on her face.


It was then that John noticed how she was dressed.  She was wearing a gorgeous black dress that stopped just above her knees.  It was a tangle of pleats that gave it a real illusion of depth.  He had never seen her dressed so formally, and he felt a sort of prideful lust for her suddenly.


“Hello, John.  This is my lovely daughter, Alice.”


“Hello, sir.  Alice.  Charming to meet you,” John said, extending his hand and giving a genuine smile that he hoped didn’t betray his thoughts to his boss.  “That is quite a lovely dress.”


“Hello John.  Thank you.  It is a pleasure to meet you, and thank you,” Alice replied with a somewhat saucy smile.  Their eyes locked, and John found himself reluctant to release Alice’s hand.  Alice smartly withdrew her hand, bringing John back to the sensitive reality of the situation.


“If you can get past the crazy pink hair, you’ll find that she is truly a lovely girl,” her father said.


John looked at his boss and replied “I think her hair is beautiful that color.”  Switching his gaze back to Alice, he said “You are quite beautiful, Alice.  I think the pink hair accentuates your beauty.”  He noticed his boss stiffen out of the corner of his eye and decided he should beat a retreat rather than press his luck.


“You have a beautiful boat sir, and this is a great party.  I hope you two have a wonderful evening.”


“Oh, we will,” Alice replied, her smile even bigger than before. 


“Thank you.  Enjoy yourself, John,” his boss replied, his fake smile now all but completely faded from his face as his eyes narrowed their gaze on John.


John reluctantly turned and walked away, wandering amidst the crowd with no interest in mingling with his co-workers.  He eventually ended up on a small balcony on the third floor.  It was totally deserted being off of the workout room.  He was enjoying the solitude when he heard Alice’s warm voice behind him.


“Hey sexy.”  She purred from behind.


John turn and she almost leapt into his arms.  The kissed passionately before she stopped to catch her breath.  “You look very dapper.  Do you like my dress.”  She spun for him and her dress rose up showing off her toned legs.  


“Here is the best part.”  She raised the front of her skirt and showed John  her bare pussy.   Her lips were red and full, and he could tell that she had been playing with herself again.  


“Easy access.”  She looked down at her pussy and spread her lips apart for him.  “I can’t stop thinking about last night.  You drive me wild John. “  She rubbed her clit for him.  A noise startled Alice from behind and she dropped her dress.  A couple joined them on the small balcony.  Alice leaned close to John.  


“Lets steal away and have some fun once everyone gets drunk.”  She gave him a peck on the cheek and then disappeared into the large ship


John spent most of the night searching for Alice while partaking in the obligatory small talk with his coworkers.  He couldn’t get over how large the ship was.  He kept getting lost in all of the rooms corridors and balconies.  Finally around ten p.m. he found Alice on a small balcony near the rear of the ship.  She flashed him a warm smile when she noticed him.  Their was another couple on the rail that John didn’t recognize.


“Come warm me up.”  Alice called over the noise of the engines.  He came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her. She felt so fragile in his arms.  It was an immense relief to finally hold her after just watching for so long.


“Can you reach into my pocket and grab my camera?”  Alice asked John, so he reached into her pocket.


“Its deep in there.”  She said with a sly tone.


His hand found that the inside of her pocket had been cut out.


“Dirty girl.”  He whispered in her ear as he reached forward and found her wet cunt.  Heat was radiating from her as he ran his fingers up and down her prominent lips.  Another couple joined them on the deck, but to them it just looked like a couple snuggling against the cold air.  He slowly inserted a finger into her.  She gasped with the sensation.  Slowly he started to fuck her with his finger in front of the other couple.  She could feel his cock growing hard against her backside.  Soon the other couple left, and Alice turned and kissed him passionately.  She then reached down and quickly pulled down his zipper.


“What are you doing?” There was panic in John’s voice, but he was not resisting.


“Trust me.  I will show you why this is my favorite dress ever.”  She dexterously pulled his big cock out his fly, then turned her back to him.  She bent over the rail of the boat seductively, then she reached back and parted two of the pleats of her dress.  For a flash he saw flesh.  She leaned back and took his cock between two pieces of fabric.  He felt his swollen head touch soft flesh and then slip into her wet pussy.  She was so hot and wet that he slipped in her tight pussy easily.


Alice gasped at the sensation of his large cock stretching her out.  She was so turned on that the pain she was feeling was even more of a turn on.


The way that her dress puffed out completely blocked the fact that his cock was lodged in her.  If someone were to walk out and interrupt them, it would look like they were just a couple cuddling again.


He was buried deep inside her and he just held his cock there for a few moments relishing in the tight fit.  Then he slowly pulled his cock out and began to rhythmically fuck her.  His adrenaline was pumping with the fear that someone could walk out on them.  His one hand was still inside of her dress and he found her clit and began rubbing it as he kissed her neck.


John began to pump her more rabidly when he heard people coming down the stairs behind them.  He rammed his cock in to the hilt and tried to act normal as the people took a place by their side.  He leaned over Alice as if he was just trying to keep her warm.  It was a couple that he did not recognise and they seemed very drunk.


The man said something to John that he couldn’t understand and then started to make out with the girl.  Alice loved the fact that she was a foot away from the couple with a huge cock stretching out her cunt.  She could feel John’s finger find her clit and start rubbing her again.  She was going to cum.


The man and woman were mauling each other next to them oblivious to what was going on. 


“Suck on her tits.”  Alice called.  The two stared at her for a second, startled at her interaction, and then the man swiftly pulled down the front of the girls top revealing two perky little breasts.  He leaned forward and took a hard nipple in his mouth as the woman groaned with pleasure.


John was going crazy being buried in Alice’s pussy.  He needed relief.  He began to slowly pump her with his manhood.  That was too much for Alice.  Her body was rocked with orgasm.  The girl’s eyes grew wide as she caught a glimpse John’s thick cock going in and out of Alice’s dress.  The man was too busy mauling his partner to noticed. 

John continued fucking her while he rubbed her clit.  He was staring at the couple next to them and enjoying watching them go at it.  Also seeing the woman’s eyes on his cock was nearly too much.   He reached around with his free hand and squeezed Alices firm breast roughly through the fabric of her dress.  He couldn’t take it any more.  John rammed his cock deep into Alice and shot stream after stream of his hot spunk into her tight cunt.


They stayed in their embrace as they watched the couple next to them continue to make out.  The woman reached out and released her man’s cock.  He was shocked, but did not disagree when she slid him up her little sun dress.  He began fucking rapidly like an animal.  He came within a minute or two and collapsed onto his date.


John pulled his withering cock out from Alice’s dress, and tucked it back into his trousers, careful not to get any cum stains on his trousers.  Alice kissed him and then whispered.  “That was amazing, but I need to devour you.  Come over tomorrow and lets put on a show for the camera.” 


He gave her a kiss on the forehead and bid her farewell for the night.



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“I am horny as hell, so I’ll just cut to the chase.  Can I see it?”


John would normally be blown away by the request, but at this point there was almost nothing that Alice could say that would surprise him.


“So you are going to get your home system to record me playing with myself again?”


“Well that’s one option.”  She took a step closer to him and dropped her hand to his crotch and began rubbing him through his pants.  She leaned in close, and with her lips almost touching his own whispered.  “I was thinking it would be more fun if I reached in your pants and took out your quickly hardening cock.  Then I was going to stroke it while fondling those big bald balls of yours.  I probably won’t be able to hold out long and will impatiently plunge as much of your cock down my throat as I can.  I will lick you first, tasting your sweat and your musk, then I will suck on that big tip of yours until I get a taste of your precum.  All the while I will be jacking that gorgeous cock of yours.  Once I feel your balls pull up with your impending orgasm, I will stop and push you down on the bed.  I will then give you a little strip show and then play with my bald pussy just inches from your face.”


“And yes I will record everything, and watch it and masturbate whenever I get bored. Sound good?”  She continued to rub him as she spoke and his cock now struggled against his pants.  


“Like I said, I am super horny, so instead of teasing you with my cunt inches from your face like I should, I will get impatient and quickly lower my pussy onto your mouth practically suffocating you.  I will then watch you lap at my pussy until you make me cum.  I will get off on seeing how wet and messy I will make your face.  Then I am going to get on my hands and knees, and you are going to expertly maneuver that gorgeous weapon in my sopping cunt and fuck me until we both cum and collapse in ecstasy.”


John was blinded by lust, but still she continued.


“Then we will wake at some point, super horny I am sure.  I will put on a sexy show on the giant screen, and we will have some more fun.  How does that sound?  You think you can handle that?”


John’s cock was painfully hard now.  There was only one way to answer her.  He grabbed the back of her head and kissed her passionately.  She returned the kiss as they began to maul at each other.  


She backed him toward her bed as they kissed and pushed him down onto his back.


She quickly grabbed the remote and hit a few buttons.  The image of her eating out her friends pussy was replaced by the her and John on the bed with a small red blinking circle in the lower corner of the image.



She purred as she pounced on him and slowly undid his pants.  His cock nearly hit her in the face as it popped out.  She squealed with pleasure as she inspected him.


“God its gorgeous.”  She held her arm up to him.  “You are thicker than my forearm.  I have been waiting for this for a long time.”  She exclaimed as she started to lovingly stroke him. 




Windows



John watched her pleasuring his manhood and then his eyes drifted to the big screen where he could see her ass high in the air as she played with him.  Her skirt was riding up showing off her electric yellow panties.  Then the angle shifted and now he was watching a closeup of her hand stroking him slowly up and down.


Alice leaned forward and let a large gob of spit drip onto his cock lubricating it as she milked him while her other hand nimbling cupped his balls.


“Mmmm your freshly shaven balls are to die for.  I love the soft velvety sensation in my hand.” As one hand massaged his balls, her other skillfully extracted a large gob of precum from his organ, and she quickly lubricated his whole shaft with it.  John’s eyes went back and forth from watching her in the first person and watching her from rotating angles on the big screen.  If those two views were not enough he still had the mirrors on the ceiling and the wall to take in every inch of the action.


All of the stimulation was getting the better of John, and on cue Alice noticed and pulled off of his cock.  She smiled a huge grin and then ripped her top over her head.  Her big breasts looked enormous on her tiny frame and they sat as perky as only a young nymph’s breasts can. 


Alice reached down and tweaked her nipples, making them stand out even more.


“I can tell you like these, because whenever you get drunk you can’t keep your eyes off of them.”  She gave them a little shake, and then hooked her thumbs into her skirt and in a flash she was standing over John wearing nothing more than a pair of skimpy yellow panties.


She shimmied her hips and gave him a little dance.  The bottom of her ribs were prominently flashing by her toned stomach, and it looked fabulous.    Soon her impatience took over.  She pulled her panties aside exposing her shaved pussy.  Her dark, red lips hung heavy from her opening cunt and contrasted greatly with the milky white skin around them.  She glistened with moisture and immediately she thrust two fingers with in.


“God that feels so good,” she moaned.  “I can’t wait for you to stretch me out with that big cock of yours.  But first you gotta make your little slut cum first.  Turn my pussy into a sopping mess.”  She stepped out of her panties completely and kneeled, one knee on either side of John’s head, and brought her pussy to his lips.  She loved referring to herself as his little slut.  She loved lowering her defences and opening up for him.


John took a deep breath inhaling her scent.  He loved the flowery scent mixed with the scent of sex.  Her gorgeous pussy was an inch from his face and he wasted no time.  He ran his tongue from the bottom of her cunt slowly but firmly up to her clit.  Then he ran it back down.  Slowly and deliberately he continued to lick her up and down.  


Alice watched on the big screen a zoom of her wet pussy being devoured.  It was such a turn on.  It was her fantasy come true.


Suddenly John sucked her little erect clit into his mouth.  He swirled it in his mouth then let it slip out.  He licked her more rapidly now, up and down, side to side, and occasionally sucking on her clit.  It was driving Alice mad and he knew it.  He was going to make her cum like she had never came before. 


He started to devour her pussy again but more intensely this time.  As he did that he brought one hand up and easily slipped a finger in her pussy and found her G-spot.  He began to run his finger back and forth on her g-spot as he devoured her clit sucking with reckless abandon.  He could feel the orgasm building inside her.  He took his other hand and rubbed it on the bottom of her cunt.  Watching the big screen Alice wondered what he was up too, but it mattered not she was cumming.  Just as he felt her whole body begin to convulse he brought some of her moisture to her little asshole as swirled it around her balloon knot.  She erupted in a massive orgasm and then John thrust his finger up her ass hole.  She bucked with the orgasm but he held tight.  Finally she collapsed next to him.


Alice lay on John trying to take in the magnitude of the pleasure she had just experienced.  She was grinning ear to ear.  It felt so right to lay on John’s warm body and just feel his chest rise and fall with his breath.  But her fantasy was not finished.  She had to feel him.


She popped up on her elbows and gave him a big kiss as he stroked her hair back.  She was so happy.  “Now its your turn big boy.  I know you will be as good with that cock of your as you are with your mouth.  Damn that was amazing.”  She gave him a huge kiss then stood up dramatically and admired herself on the big screen.  


“Damn my pussy is so turned on.  It is a sopping mess.  I am glad the program is doing a good job following the action.  Sometimes it gets confused.  I usually don’t get to use it while someone is over.  I will just record them and watch it later, but this is way hotter.”  She was pulling on her pussy lips as she spoke.


“I agree.”


“I hope you don’t mind if I play the role of director for this one.”  She grabbed the remote and plopped down on her hands and knees doggy style.  She pointed her ass at John so that he could see her round little ass and her now gaping pussy.  She focused a camera on her pussy and zoomed in.  


John positioned himself behind her.  He put his swollen head at her entrance and watched as her engorged lips enveloped his cock head.  He moved it up and down her pussy, marveling at how beautiful it was.


Finally he leaned forward and slowly began inching his cock into her tight hot pussy.  It was so wet that entrance was easy, but he could feel it stretching around his massive girth.  On the big screen she had some angle from the side that showed her pussy stretching around his cock.  Her fat lips swallowing his member.  It was zoomed in so close that they both could see every detail of their most intimate areas.


Alice was controlling the scene with one hand, and with the other she began to massage her clit feverishly.  She needed more pleasure to loosen her cunt and to savor the pain she was feeling.


He had his cock halfway in, then he started to pull out.  On the screen, Alices dark pussy lips emerged from her cunt as they wrapped around his cock as it was unsheathed.  The vein on top of his cock was bulging with his surging blood.  As soon as John got his cock almost completely out of her he slowly inserted it again three quarters of the way.  He began to slowly and rhythmically fuck her but never giving her his entire length.  


“God yes.  I need you John.  Give it all to me.”  


John tightened his grip on her hips and suddenly and violently slammed his entire cock into her.  He held it firmly in place as she ground her ass back towards him, relishing in the feeling of her pussy being filled so satisfyingly. 


He leaned over her with his cock still buried deep and kissed her neck and sucked on her earlobe.  He kissed her back gently as he pulled out of her cunt.  She was so lost in ecstasy that she stopped operating her remote camera.   Again he rammed his manhood deep into her with a slap and held it.  This time he reached one of his hands under her and groped her breasts roughly as he pulled back and slammed his cock into her again.  He began to fuck her steadily and roughly.  His cock now slipping easily into her soaked canal.  His heavy balls slapped roughly on the top of her pussy sending electric shocks up her clit.  


She realised her task and got back to directing the remote cameras.  She zoomed out and changed cameras so she could see his tight dimpled ass slamming into her relentlessly.
She was getting close again.  She felt him slide his hand from her hip to her ass as he massaged it then gave it a series of quick slaps.  She was going over the edge.  She switched to an overhead shot as she saw him slide his hand to her ass crack.  He began rubbing his big thumb around her asshole.  It felt amazing.  


She switched cameras again.  Now they were trained on her big breasts bouncing wildly with each of his powerful thrusts.  Again she switched, this time to John’s face.  She focused on his look of ecstasy and concentration as he plowed his manhood over and over into her little body.


He was pounding her now.  She could feel sweat dripping onto her back .  “I’m going to cum,”  he said roughly and jammed his thumb into her tight asshole.  That sent her over the edge.  Her cunt clasped down on his thick manhood as her body convulsed in orgasm.  Feeling this was too much and John shot a thick jet of hot cum deep inside of Alice.  She was lost in nirvana, but could feel jet after jet of hot soothing cum shooting deep inside her.


Her legs began to give way and she felt John succumbing to gravity as well.  They tumbled on their sides with his thick cock still lodged inside her.  They lay panting for a spell and she relished the feeling as his hard cock slowly softened inside her.  She focused the camera on her pussy and the big screen was filled with her engorged pussy lips hanging with exhaustion.  Slowly his cock slipped out of her cunt with a quiet plop.  It was quickly followed by a torrent of his cum.  It leaked out slowly covering her full lips and hanging for a spell before sliding down her leg and into her soft sheets.


They lay in each others arms for what felt like hours speechless eventually falling asleep.  In the middle of the night John woke to a curious feeling.  He looked down and saw Alices licking his already hard cock up and down.  She was watching on the big screen as she lovingly attended to his manhood.  John gently put his hand in her hair and ruffled it as she pleasured him.


After she got him sufficiently hard, she sat up and lowered her already drench cunt onto his shaft.  She slid on so easily.  She began to fuck him slowly and deliberately alternated looking at the image on the big screen and at John.  She reached down with one hand and cupped his balls while massaging her breasts with her other hand.  He reached up and helped her by grabbing one large breast with each hand.  She was shaking her head left and right in the throes of pleasure and her bright hair became a tangled mess.  She looked amazing.


He was getting close so he reached down and started rubbing her clit vigorously.  She came hard.  Her pussy clamping down on his cock so tightly it almost hurt.  He shot his seed deep into her pussy again and then they collapsed again.  She kissed him slowly and passionately and without a word fell asleep.


John lay for quite a bit longer.  He was taking in the recent developments in his life.  For the first time he thought this whole divorce situation might be a good thing rather than a disaster.  He had little responsibilities, and now he had a super hot young rich neighbor that loved fucking him.  He thought he might be ok after all.  


John wondered what his boss would do when he found out that he was banging his innocent little daughter.  Oh well, he would cross that bridge when he got to it.



Windows and Widows, Jane Johnson



You may have read my account about Mary Potter in my story; Mary Potter's final swing. For a while it really me that she had gagged doing something she enjoyed so much. But I wanted to continue cleaning windows in Burlesque road where she lived, after all it was my living and I had a good round.

But of course there was a very rewarding sideline too which, ironically, culminated indirectly with Mary's demise.

But her good friend and neighbour called Jane Johnson who lived a few houses down the road, stopped me saying that now I had a vacancy, because I would not be cleaning poor Mary's windows again, could I do her windows in future.

I liked her approach and her smile which was very friendly and, being the randy sod I had become, keeping Mary in good spirits. It was like I had taken on, quite unwittingly, a desire for older and mature women who knew what it was all about, but were lonely and widowed and missing, as Mary put it, the warmth and pleasure of a lovely man.

Okay I was never one for being concerned about the welfare of others, certainly not elderly or mature women who generally just did not inspire me. In fact cleaning windows brought a number of shall we say, prospective advances but until Mary, I was not inclined to go there.

But then Mary happened and I was a goner, It was just something about her and she certainly made hay while the sun shines. She had the ability to bring out the deepest carnal fantasies I knew and some I didn't.

She was a beautiful lover and that is putting it mildly, very mildly and the time she gagged with my plentiful shaft deep inside her throat, with me handcuffed and all, we were both engaged in a deep sensuous frenzy that was out of this world and that is how she left this earth, with a mouthful of my stiff cock lodged in her throat, because she would not let go, her teeth firmly locked around my girth.

No I have no guilty feelings any more. Mary was happy and I was told that because of her sexual inclination it was easy for her to go that way. That she could have released me if she had wanted so now I am open for a new relationship and Jane, so slim and looking at her from the rear she looked like a twenty year old, but even when she turned and I saw the face of a woman maybe ion her sixties. I guess it was the tight skirt which did it for me; with the creases across the lap. I don't know why but that always does it for me. Jane looked so cool and I was thinking like I did with Mary, that there was an awful lout of pent in passion in those blue deep eyes and the flushing of the cheeks when I accepted her offer for coffee.

We got talking of course. Mary came up and it was as if she knew about my affair with her. Of course she did, it had been all over the local newspapers. But fortunately the reporter was kind to me and treated me like I was some sort of Godsend to lonely old ladies.

"I think you made Mary a very happy woman in her last days, I sometimes saw her when shopping but not to talk to. But I did notice the difference in her expression of late. A happy smile replaced the former look of sadness

"Well you look happy Jane" I said sipping coffee and dipping my chocolate digestive.

"Only because you are here, you should see me when I am alone, stuck in front of the box, dreaming of those wonderful times gone by when Harry was with me, We were hitched for 20 years and he was forever a gentleman, and A very good lover I might add!"

"You miss him I guess" I muttered between bites of my biscuit, looking down at the way she sat on her chair opposite. There was plenty of scope there and she knew it, the way she was allowing her black taffeta skirt to ride up the well formed thighs. He coffee coloured stockings did everything for her, and for my libido too. I was already beginning to feel the familiar movement in my jeans, imagining what it would be like with Jane.

I had a feeling I would soon find out because quite boldly she parted her thighs enough to allow me a glimpse of red silk between which was absolutely gorgeous and very appealing. Going through my head the first time I got between Mary's thighs and tasted her over her panties. That soon led to all that was passion and lust with Mary and something we both thoroughly enjoyed for about six months until her demise. 

He fuck was always awesome and wonderful, she gave me of her best every time and we shared many an hour locked together, because she liked that, she liked me to hold myself inside her and we would both simply chill and enjoy the feel of each other inside. It was heaven sure enough.

Now was I heading for a second heaven?

"Do you read much Ryan"

"Not much, I prefer to watch movies."

"Really what do you like, action thrillers, sci-fi romance, porno?" 

"Most of those but the last I would rather do than watch" that would give her an opening I thought. Like the opening between her thighs which was becoming wider, now I could see she had hold up stockings and I could see the whiteness of her thighs between stocking tops and panties, which was always an arouser.

"I have read 'Fifty Shades of Grey' twice she said with an alluring expression.

"Yes I have heard about that" I returned, "It is a best seller I believe and very, very erotic?"

"Very" she grinned, "They are making a film of it soon which you may like, Ryan.

"I told you, I like to do and not watch" I said boldly, ready for what she had to offer, her skirt rolling higher and higher up those swelling thighs. If that wasn't an invitation I don't know what is!"

"It is not exactly what one may call a porno film, draftee," she laughed, but it is erotic and there is a difference.

I finished my coffee and tasted a hint of something stronger. I am sure she put something into it.

"Did you like the coffee, I added a little branny to spice it up, hope you didn't mind."

"Who needs brandy, you do that for me" I said .

"Then you had better join me on my brand new leather look settee, it looks so lonely just with me sitting on it. I am sure we can fix that Ryan. You are some beautiful guy, so handsome."

"But shouldn't I be doing the windows?' I teased knowing exactly what she had in mind.

"The windows can wait, there are more important things in hand."

I felt so too and joined her happily on the settee.

"I feel privileged by what you said, do I really interest you baby/"

I felt warmed the way she called me baby and when she snuggled up to me, slipping her fingers between my shirt buttons I was happy to hear her life story. She admitted she was terribly lonely and missed her other half who had passed away with cancer three yeas back.

"I do miss him so very much" she said with a tear dripping down her cheek. He was a lovely guy."

She pressed her head into my chest opening my shirt buttons and gently rubbing the palm of her right hand down and across my tummy.

I felt so good with Jane. She smelt divine, whatever scent she was using as really atmospheric and made me feel all was right with the world, and more importantly; all was right with us.

"You are divine Ryan. You don't know how good these feels, being close to a real man again. And yes, I do miss Harry in every way, there were certain things we did which must remain sacrosanct and yet with you I feel ..."

"Tell me Jane, please - I want to hear?"

She smiled and looked divine. "Well you said you would rather do than watch" she affirmed.

There was no need for more words on that score. Just the fact that she undid all the buttons on my shirt said it all and now I anticipated her gentle movements downwards. She must have seen I already had a very substantial swelling.

Of course she did because slowly her hands wondered down further and stroked my thighs, leading up to my swelling and that first touch reminded me of how it was with Mary. It was lovely, divine and so very sensual the moment she found me tucked away behind my jeans zip. Soon opened and explored, all the time her gentle sounds and sighs as she massaged me there, it felt so good.

"let's take these off shall we baby?" she asked and I lifted my bottom so she was able to slip them down over my legs and feet .

"And these do, as much as you look gorgeous in them" meaning my boxer shorts. Jane had the ability to make it all seem so natural. Almost like she was doing an everyday thing and she certainly made me feel so right and comfortable being there for her, like she wanted that, she said she wanted that certain gift a man could give her and hoped later we could complete. But first she wanted simply to enjoy me and catch up for lost time.

"Truth is I never thought anyone could re0lace Harry this way, I have never really wanted any other guy until I saw and read about you. You have made me so happy just being here Ryan and honestly there are no strings, you are young and I expect you to find someone your own age.."

"I like older women, I really do."

She eyelid her head on my tummy now as I stretched out she cured up beside me and gently massaging me -it was divine and she was thoroughly enjoying herself, bending it upwards and holding it down against my tummy.

"Oh! Baby it has been so long, I had almost forgotten what it looks like, how it grows and how it smells.

I adore the feel of it and ....."

She twisted her head so that she watched for my response and just a nod was sufficient for we both knew what she wanted.

"The first feel of Jane's tongue licking and tasting the glans was out of this world and it was perfect.

An older woman knows how to do it to perfection and Jane was no exception.

"So divine, so beautifully erect and wholesome" she revered as she gentle hand wondered down under and, prompting me to open wider, the wondrous feel of her discovering my firm twosome so wanting that.

Licking and sucking here hands grew more bold and the sensual feel of both hands and mouth working me brought me to a real high.

Hearing my response she slowed a bit saying there is plenty of time, saying with Harry how she used to 'hold him back' so they could enjoy longer.

"I asked how she did that and she was quite welcome to do it with me."

"I tied him with one of my stockings" she whispered.

"Sounds good to me. Jane I adore you so much, please feel free to do anything you like, that way we can truly discover each other."

She slowly removed a stocking and I was able to get a full view of those gorgeous red silk panties which clung to a beautifully crafted body. She tied nit around the base of my erection which was throbbing and bobbing up and won which made her laugh.

"There you are, now yo0u know one of my pastimes with Harry. When I tied him I could really let go and he too and it is funny how the use of expletives sort of compliment those real intimate times."

"Again, you are welcome Jane" she blushed like a young girl but when I said I wanted her in every way she submitted; "And my fuck?" and we were on the way.

Working me with full zest she occasionally sucked and sniffed me.

"Can I see you now?" I asked

"She smiled like she was waiting for me to ask. It was the next move to our intimacy and removing those sexy panties I took them from her and sniffed them as she opened for me and showed me her worth. "It has almost closed up with no activity for so long, well you know full sexual activity, I masturbate when the occasion arises which is not often, until frankly I first saw you and all that changed,

"That is lovely" I replied. "You know how to make a guy feel at home - and it looks gorgeous, may I call it you quinny?"

She gigged and said that is what they called it in Tudor times.

"I think I ought to be allowed to taste your flavour now" I said and immediately she changed position, in a way we could both simply enjoy orally each other.

I closed my eyes and went for it and just the sensation of having a wonderfully moist and warm quinny against my mouth was wonderfully therapeutic.

She sucked more tightly as I let myself go and did everything a mouth and tongue could do with a wonderful wet and warm quinny.

"She was really gone when she said she loved the taste of my cock and badly wanted my fuck . She paused and her lips found mine and her deep French kiss was remarkable, then she was down to my cock again, balling me at the same time and I was about ready for the tie to be undone .

Like she read my mind her fingers quickly undid the cock tie and I was hers any which way. I told her that because I really wanted that.

"Stand up for me" she said like it was an order and I liked that too. She kneeled below me and had a good feel beneath. I closed my eyes and verbally expressed my appreciation , standing there and being all cock and balls for her, That is how she said it and that is how she got it. We were going to have some truly sexy times together and I hadn't fucked her yet!

But she led me up to her bedroom, stripped completely and presented herself, tucking a couple of pillows underneath that gorgeous round ass I had not yet truly explored.

But that was for the future, now was the time to get inside her and enjoy that which we both yearned for. She opened wide and I was soon inside her, she clutching my balls as if to say she did not want me to come out.

She groaned and sighed as I did too, feeling the beautiful sensation of the fuck.

"Fuck me baby, fuck me inside out" she gasped as I went for it hammer and tong.

It was lovely and tight It was like she was finding her way again but gradually getting there and that made it more exciting.

We must have fucked on and off the whole afternoon but afterwards she made me a great dinner of beefsteak; saying she wanted to reenergise me for next time.

"And when would that be" I asked.

"Tomorrow? She giggled. 



Windows are Good for Watching



I lived on campus is the housing dorms called Arlington Court. The weird thing about this building was that I was horse shoe shaped, so that our living room window faced the living room windows of the flats on the same floor, but like 11 or 12 flats down the hall.  At this point in my life I was a waitress at a restaurant just off campus, so I always got home late. The earliest I'd get home on a saturday was 3am, I always pulled double shifts on the weekend because: 1- didn't have time to work during school time, 2- tips, saturdays I could easily pull $300 on a single shift, twice that amount on a double. So anyway I'd get home really late, change and watch TV, still being an insomniac I rarely ever went to bed. Now this is were the story gets a little strange.  We lived on the top floor #12, and in the winter everyone cranked their heat up to the highest they could, and that turned our flat into a sauna.  Now living with just another chickie, we were very casual as to what we kicked around the house in. Now Jane likes guy boxers and mens shirts. Some odd obsession with mens clothes, and I... Well in true Bee style, believe that less is more. I mean in your own house, what you wear is your business, right? Ha wrong! What we didn't know, cause we aren't that nosy is that you could see right into our windows from the flats on the opposite side. And how we found out was actually funny. One day getting home from work it was pouring rain and as I walked across the living room I was talking to Jane and taking off my wet things. Each time I took off something Jane noticed that the dude across the way would take something off as well. Jacket off, jacket off. Sweater off, sweater off. Pants off, pants off. It ended there for then cause I was both oddly amused and creeped out. Anyway after then we kinda kept an eye on the Neighbours.

Sorry for the long intro but you have to get the full story in order for me to continue...

But you have to understand that Jane is like a nun. She is happily married now to the nerd of her dreams, and I'm sure she was holding the V card on her wedding night. Props to her, but not my style. I on the other hand...a bit on the crazy side. My room was on the same side of the flat as the living room, and so was Mr. X's. it kind of became a habit to check to see if he was up before I went out or whatever. He used to make funny signs and put them on his window like: put me at ease with a strip tease. Funny guy. 

But again I digress. I told my BF at the time about it, and this in a very dude like way completely fascinated him.  So he started talking about doing it in front of the window. Knowing that this dude was my neighbour I was like no" what if he becomes creepy". But he kept pestering, and pestering. So finally we agreed on a really steamy make out session, you know the kind that leads to sex but isn't sex. Yeah, so here we are like weirdo's standing in front of my window making out. Not feeling the vibe at all because its so forced. We look over and there is mr. X laughing his head off. He tell us to hold on for a second, walks away comes back with a sign and a girl, this time this one says: wanna play. Now who the heck am I to turn down a challenge, and my bf even more unlikely to do so. He grabs a box and a marker and writes back: your move.

Now this is where the story gets interesting.

So the guy starts with a kiss. But just a plain peck on the lips. My bf, a rather good sex'ologist might I add: follows with a kiss my shoulder blade pulling my shirt off my shoulder. My hands are on either side of head, pulling him closer in anticipation. Head tilted back slightly. He slowly started to undo the buttons down the front of my shirt all the while keeping and intense amount of eye contact grey eyes piercing into my own dull brown ones. I remember looking over at Mr. X and his lady friend and noticing that they had just stopped altogether and were shamelessly staring our way. But then who wouldn't. I have to say we made a perfect blend. My caramel colored skin next to his ivory white. Hmmm. At this point I pulled off his shirt, and while my hands are above his head he un clips my red strapless silk bra grabbing hold of the front with his teeth, pulling it away from my body with his teeth meanwhile replacing the cups with the palms of his hands. His hands are cold sending ice cold tingles all over my chest. I can see the satisfaction on his face with his arrogant smile as he appreciates again the size of my breast each sitting softly in his  hands. He chuckles lightly as I catch my breath when he rubs the sensitive tip of my nipples with the rough pad of his thumb. Pulling me close to him, his hands move to the zipper at the back of skirt pulling it down. He slides the  skirt to the floor, and it sits there like a pool of black at my feet. And now we stand skin to skin in my room, me in nothing but red boy shorts underwear and high heals and he in black pants. By now the girl has gone and Mr. X stands there hands on his hips waiting for more. And he isn't the only one, I can feel against my leg the slight pressure of a erect member pressing against the pants that hold him captive. With a few easy movements I undo the buckle of his pants, the button the zipper and they too fall to the ground. All the while he kisses me. And his kisses taste like fire and feel so nice. His erection is so obvious right now, he starts to whimper in anticipation, his heart thumping. I lower myself to the bed, and pull him on top of me, pushing down his boxers. Eagerly I let him have his way. He pushes himself into me, and who ever said size doesn't count lied. The thickness, how do I explain? The thickness puts me in a place where I feel that I'm on the brink of ecstasy. His movements are slow and rhythmic aware of the power of each thrust. I follow the movement with my hips. He is groaning, I'm panting. His index finger is in my mouth and I lick it gently with my tongue. The build up of frenzy as you approach an orgasm must be marked with an increase of activity, so the thrusting becomes faster the kissing, biting, gripping stronger. And then as if in a gesture of mercy and goodwill your body gives way to a flow of chemicals from your brain that make you tingle, throb, quiver. Your toes flex, your nipples perk and....it feels soooooo good. We both come at the same time with a roar of passion, and we crumble into a pile of flesh intertwined with each other completely satisfied. Dee remembering we had company looks over to see Mr. X clapping slowly and staring at the window.

He later put a bottle of wine and a note that said "let's play again" at my door. Jane asked me what it was about and I made some lame story about a game of chess with an old friend (I don't play chess for reference).

And that is the story of being watched, and kinda liking it.