A sexy liaison in the dead of night

 

25th August 2011

It was around one in the morning when I was awoken from my sleep – I had dozed off in my armchair, there had been so little of interest for me and my binoculars – by a crashing noise. It sounded like someone had knocked over a dustbin or some such. I kept my lights off and I got up on my one good leg and relocated myself to my wheelchair. Inching it slowly and quietly towards my French windows I positioned myself so that I could see down into the courtyard below.

What looked like a man was staggering across the courtyard, clearly the worse for wear. Occasionally he would stumble and fall onto one knee and I noticed that he was eating a kebab which wasn’t helping him with his balance. I smiled as he left the courtyard – a toilet break detour I figured – and I began to roll my chair back towards my arm chair. My eye lids were heavy with sleep and I realised that I had spent so many nights watching others that I had neglected my own needs.

Just then as my eyes scanned the horizon one last time as I moved slowly backwards. I noticed an eerie glow in Marilyn’s apartment. I picked up the binoculars and put them to my eyes. I looked intently at the light and then noticed shadows flicking across the room as my eyes grew accustomed to the poor light. I didn’t comprehend what I was seeing at first and for once all of the blinds were closed or partially closed restricting the view. But then I realised that I was looking into a mirror image of what was happening in the lounge. A reflection.

Marilyn was sitting in an armchair but there was movement. There was someone in front of her and below her, back towards me. I quickly realised what was going on. Marilyn was being pleasured, her face contorted in pleasure and ecstasy. It was a girl in front of her and I assumed it would be Melissa but her hair was dark, not blonde, short, and not long and so it couldn’t be my girl.

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When Marilyn came I almost thought I could hear her moans but that was just my imagination as the windows of her apartment were shut. For the first time the blinds were closed – my mind began to wonder just what was going on but it quickly refocused on the girls when I saw the dark haired beauty rise and then lay herself across Marilyn. Both girls were naked and they looked glorious – two sexy and uninhibited sexual creatures engaged in hot, lusty sex. Once again I was envious of others...

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