Rear Window - the Voyeur 3

Then Melissa slowly and erotically removed her bra, her back towards me at first and as she turned she had her breasts covered with her hands and arms but as she continued to grind to the music she moved her hands and I enjoyed looking at her firm breasts. Then she reached into the fridge and pulled out a bottle of champagne which she opened. Pouring the champagne over her breasts she invited me to lick it off and I did so lustily.

I was very turned on and my erection was uncomfortable in my jogging pants. Melissa could see my predicament and we both knew it would be impossible for me to make love in my condition. Kissing me first on the lips then neck, Melissa descended to my manhood and using her right hand she pulled me free and into her mouth. With her expert attention it didn’t take me long to come.

It had been an incredible fun night but alas that was then and this is now. Melissa’s visits were infrequent, with her doing enough to ensure that I did not starve or die of thirst but she was busy at work and sleeping next to me at the moment was no fun and Melissa being a girl who liked fun figured she would wait for me to be fit and healthy before she shared my bed again.

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And so I had long stretches of time when there wasn’t much left to do. Day’s papers read, book finished, crossword done... All that was left was to ‘spy’ on my neighbours and take an interest in their daily rituals. It wasn’t like I was really spying, during daylight I was pretty much in plain view. At first I didn’t look out at night but with the increasingly sweltering weather I had begun to leave the French doors open of an evening and I couldn’t sleep so I just sat in my chair and watched and dozed off.

It’s pretty interesting what people get up to. The first thing that struck me was routine. Directly opposite me and two floors down was a Mr Wainwright, an elderly fellow around seventy something. Like clockwork he would open his windows and his back door and with a little gentle nudge his cat would emerge. Then he would bring out his garbage, always one bag and deposit it in the large community bin at the corner of the block.