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Sue wrote and posted the female side of this story inviting others to write
the male perspective, so here it is.  I wasn't able to post it directly to
her server, not recognized.  Hope she sees it and gets in touch with me at
oldfogey@gte.net

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\deflang1033\pard\plain\f3\fs20 I slept fitfully for the remainder of =
that night, concrned about the possibility that I had done something =
really dumb.  But it had also been so thrilling!
\par=20
\par I had finished my shower and been preparing for bed when the =
flickering glow of a television set in another room caught my eye and I =
realized that I could see into that room.  At first I started to close =
my curtains and go to bed, then I realized something more interesting  =
than I could have ever hoped to see was happening.  It was only a moment =
to get the small binoculars that I carry for "bird watching" from my bag =
and zero in on that spot of brightness.  I knew that with my room dark =
they couldn't see me, but the ten-power magnification of the lenses =
brought them almost into the room with me.
\par=20
\par She had come into my field of vision unexpectedly.  I saw her =
glance into the window and freeze, exactly as I would have in like =
circustances.  She blocked my view momentarily before I saw her step =
back into the more shadowed overhang of the roof line.  She had possibly =
an even better view than I, because of the angle, and she seemed as =
attracted to it as I was.
\par=20
\par The binoculars swung to her.  After all, it isn't every day that =
one sees a vision of loveliness such as this one, dressed for the =
boardroom, but with the same curiosity most of us will exhibit unless we =
think we are being observed.  She stood there for at least ten minutes, =
watching the scene closely.  One of her hands had slid down until it =
hung over the slight concavity of her skirt.  I watched in surprise as =
it pressed  deeply into the fabric.   I saw it begin moving slowly, =
almost unconsciously, forcing the material into her crotch in a reflex =
action.  It was the same reaction I had experienced, leaving me slowly =
rising to semi hardness at the view of what had been two and now were =
three sexually deprived people.
\par=20
\par I saw her jerk away from the darkness of the shadow where she had =
been standing, walking rapidly toward me.  She must have been seen.  My =
heart pounded, realizing that she would see me if she continued in this =
direction.  I thought she had missed the fact I was watching her until =
she turned slightly and looked almost directly at me.  Our eyes locked =
for a moment, then she began fumbling with the key to her room.  Just as =
she stepped inside, her head turned and our eyes met again.
\par=20
\par I stepped closer to the window, but she hurried inside.  I stood =
thinking for a moment, realizing there was no chance this adventure =
would continue.  I started to close my curtains and then realized that =
her curtains were not pulled either.  My heartbeat speeded up with hope. =
 I waited.  The light was on, but she hadn't appeared.  No, I wasn't =
going to be lucky enough tonight to see her.   I reached up to pull the =
curtains together and suddenly she was there looking directly at me!
\par=20
\par Hastily I pushed the curtains wider open and stood, staring at her =
with what I realized must be a very stupid expression.  She was even =
more beautiful at this distance.  Hair the color of honey was braided =
tightly on her head.  I could even see the electric blue of her eyes, =
the eye shadow emphasizing the oval shape of her face - and those =
breasts!  My heavens, they were beautiful! Full, placed high on her =
chest, begging to be touched.  I felt myself growing, stiffening, =
dreaming of the delights standing only a few feet away.  It was too much =
to dream of, but I couldn't resist letting her see how her radiance =
affected me.  I slowly drew the slip knot of my robe through and let the =
sides drift apart.
\par=20
\par Already I could feel myself reacting to her.  Twinges of lust had =
been fanned by the beautiful creature so near and yet so far.  I knew =
she could see me and, when her eyes raised, I begged here wordlessly to =
come to me.  She shook her head, but she smiled,displaying white, evenly =
spaced teeth as perfect as their owner.  I dared not hope that it would =
go any further, but I saw her hands move up slowly and begin unbuttoning =
her blouse, one tiny button at a time.  The edges of her bra came into =
view with that sweet valley between the two delightful orbs.  They were =
fabulous!  I couldn't tear my eyes off them.
\par=20
\par She grew suddenly shorter and I realized that she had taken off her =
shoes.  Then came her skirt, sliding sensuously downward, over full hips =
until it was out of sight.  When she reached up to touch her hair, her =
breasts stood like twin peaks, urging exploration.  With a shake of her =
head the golden braid became a mane of shimmering gold falling in a =
blonde haze around her face in ringlets.  Her hands moved down, then =
slowly upward, as she moved slowly from side to side, stirring me as I =
had not been stirred in years!  I wanted to be her hands, moving ever so =
gently upward, over her thighs, the concavity of her belly and onto =
those lovely breasts.
\par=20
\par I dared not hope that she would unsnap the clip holding the cups of =
her bra together, but when she did my cock sprang to immediate =
attention.  The warm mounds tipped with the only slightly darker, rigid =
points of delight fell clear as her bra joined her skirt and blouse =
beneath her feet.
\par=20
\par The warmth of my room had become unbearable.  My robe dropped to =
the floor beneath the sill, leaving me totally nude.  Her hands, moving =
downward again had caught at her panties and now they too were being =
stripped from that luscious body.  I could resist no longer, my hand =
slid down to my crotch, circling the swollen length of flesh that wanted =
so desperately to bury itself between those warm thighs.  I tried to =
keep the rhythm the same as hers, slowly stroking my wand, only dreaming =
of the delights only feet away.  Still it was enough to begin slipping =
the juices of lust down that warm, hard dick to pool on the tip of my =
cockhead, begging for release.
\par=20
\par Her fingers found their way into the down over her mound, then =
lower, until she jerked as one finger caught her clit.  I wanted her =
desperately, and I felt my strokes hurrying along, begging for release, =
griping it hard until the foreskin was stretched tissue thin along its =
length.  Her other hand was opening her to me.  I could see the =
coral-colored interior of her, glistening with juices that should have =
been lubricing my own shaft as I guided it into her core.  Her pussy was =
as beautiful as the rest of her, looking almost silky smooth from those =
tight lips to as deeply as I could see.  One finger slid inside that =
cavern of delight and emerged glistening with her juices.  I found =
myself pumping harder, strangling my throbbing cock with a tight grip =
that emphasized the bulging head I wanted inside her.
\par=20
\par I cupped my balls, offering their contents to her sweetness, =
wanting to fill her until there was no holding back the syrupy juices of =
our love-making.  My swollen cockhead was purple with the blood that had =
swelled te length crying to enter her.  A thin rivulet of the pre-cum =
was almost drooling from the tip with each stroke, lost to the carpet =
beneath me.  Then it happened.  My over stimulated nuts sprayed the load =
of cum that should have filled this beauty's hot cunt over the window in =
a thick, hot, syrupy load that seemed impossible to end. =20
\par=20
\par I gripped it tighter, but it only jetted out in stream after stream =
as I watched that lovely woman's cunt open completely beneath hurried =
fingers and thumb, the lips pulled wide by one hand as her fingers =
jerked back and forth inside that sweet portal.  Then she came too, =
letting one hand move up her body to twist one delightfully swollen =
niple that begged for the attentions of a man's mouth as she jerked in =
the dance of lust.
\par=20
\par Her head was thrown back in a silent scream of victory.  Her juices =
flowed copiously over her hand, pleading to be lapped from her fingers =
with a hard tongue to match the hardness that would have preceded this =
moment.  Then, with a celebration of mutual joy, she pressed the juicy, =
swollen lips tightly against the glass, giving me a final view of the =
most sensuous cunt I have ever been privileged to view.
\par=20
\par I couldn't resist.  I jerked the phone from the table, dialed her =
room number and listened to her trying to catch her breath as I did the =
same.
\par=20
\par "My name is Charlie," I told her, silently begging for her to =
listen.  "And I wanted you to know that you were absolutely spectacular. =
 I shall relish the memory of our mutual masturbation forever.  Thank =
you so very much.  I don't want to bother you in any way at all, but if =
you want to talk - or whatever - call me back.  I'm sure you know my =
room number." =20
\par=20
\par She was out of my sight now and reluctantly I pulled the drape =
closed, with a silent kiss to my lover.  Would she call?  Only the =
morning would tell.
\par }
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