The mystery begins to unravel as Tony suspects the truth in 'Rear Window'

Tony lay awake that night, wondering about his girlfriend and her secret life, the mystery man and the lengthening cast of characters in her sexual voyage of discovery including Marilyn and the Cabbie. He could not deny that her escapades had turned him on – the thought that she was such a naughty, faithless, cheating, sexually driven creature was exciting to say the least. The fact that he had been given such a window into her erotic world was also fascinating and horny. But it didn’t make sense somehow.

First of all his girlfriend knew that he had taken to spying on the neighbours, in fact wasn’t it Melissa who had suggested the binoculars in the first place. Secondly, she had enjoyed a lusty romp with Marilyn and the mystery man in an apartment right across the way from his and the blinds had been left open giving him an uninterrupted view of the rampant, hot sex session that had taken place with each girl taking it in turns to pleasure each other and the mystery man. Tony had never seen anything so sexual, so lustful and lusty. Then there was the fact that Melissa had never mentioned that she knew the girl opposite. And then most strangely of all was the hidden camera through which he had witnessed his girl pleasuring a complete stranger before being taken doggie style in the stranger’s taxi.

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At least the camera and the microphone were intact though the sound wasn’t great until they got out of the cab and started walking towards an apartment block in Docklands, a swanky looking pad. Mystery man was standing on a balcony with Melissa beside him. The camera only sent a photo every five seconds and all Tony could see was the back of the couple.

They were talking about how much fun they were having with the latest ‘game’. I heard the words ‘break’ and ‘rear window’ and I knew they were talking about me. The sound was feint and I leant in close to my computer to try and hear but to no avail. It didn’t matter really – it wasn’t long before mystery man had put down his drink and Melissa hers and he pulled her to him by her hair, not severely but romantically and his mouth closed on hers. He slipped his hand inside her dress and massaged her breasts. He grabbed her bottom and I could see the intensity of the encounter rising with Melissa undoing his shirt buttons and reaching for his pants, unbuttoning and unzipping them, her hand slipping inside.

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