**August 1**
All moved in, rooms set up, and we’re finally able to get into a routine at home. Nice place, private place – haven’t met anyone but the super, who told us that the eccentric layout of the suites was a selling point to the ‘vintage loving hipsters’ that kept moving in here. Sure pal, whatever you say. Really nice apartment, though – huge window looking into the courtyard out of my office/the guest bedroom, almost floor to ceiling. It’s an old building (a former school?) and I can only see a few other apartments across the way, so some natural privacy. Cool. Good light coming in this room – I could probably sun tan in my office if I wanted to lol.
**August 3**
Wife’s left for work, might be a double shift at the bar. She looked so good when she left – tight black dress over her pink undies. She knew the horny drunks at the bar loved catching a flash of pink lace as she bent over, so she played it up for tips. I’m the lucky man who gets to benefit from her extensive lingerie collection, and her ‘fashion shows’ as she’s getting ready to go.
I had just got out of the shower – wifey had left hours ago, but I was still thinking about her tasty body in her hot pink booty shorts and bright pink push up bra, and how the last time she wore it we had fucked on the living room floor, so I was getting hard, when there was a loud bang from the courtyard. I went through my office and saw that some idiot kids were firing off fireworks in the park across the street but had let one get away from them, and it had exploded over our apartment. You could still see the smoke trails in the flashes of the other fireworks going off. I was watching the fireworks when I felt a pair of eyes on me, and looked at one of the two windows I could see. Standing in the shadows of a candle lit bed room, formerly watching the fireworks but now obviously watching my dick, is the first neighbor we’ve seen here. I quickly hide behind the wall – it was dark and smoky, there’s no way she saw my dick, right? From 50 feet away? No way. I look back, but her curtain is down. Fuck.
She definitely saw my dick.
**August 5**
I’ve been trying really hard to avoid looking out my window, or to avoid anyone in the apartment building in case it was her. Seriously – if I heard someone coming up the stairs, I would duck into the next available floor and book it to the stairwell across the hall just to avoid an interaction. My lovely, amazing, sexy and incredible wife tells me I’m over-reacting – really, she laughed her ass off when I told her what happened…before getting me to describe just what I was thinking of before I heard the fireworks. She loved hearing my dirty imagination, and when I started talking about it she got so dick crazy she slapped my face, pushed me on the couch, sat on my face and started sucking me off sixty-nine style. Which is really hot except she hadn’t even taken off her clothes before sticking her pussy in my face, telling me to get her off through her panty hose. Fuck. We got so horny we tore her panty hose open so we could fuck – right there on the couch! I love that woman, and I owe her some panty hose.
**August 6**
Been hacking at this project all day – couldn’t sleep and even woke up to get on it early. After half a day I had gotten enough of a hold on things that I was able to go for a run to clear my head. This neighborhood is great for a blend of urban and nature that picking up running again was a real treat. I get into our apartment and I find a note that says “Got called into work, probably home early, movie night?” I was down for this and wanted to get some more work done before I cleaned up the place and ‘set the mood’ with flowers and candles. I pulled off my sweat soaked running shirt as I was standing in my office reading over the last thing I had written. I look over and out the window to see her, the neighbor lady, standing in a silk housecoat holding a teacup on a plate, looking at me. She took a sip from her cup, and set it and the plate down and ran her hands back to her ponytail, shaking her long read hair out – long enough to fall all the way down to her hips, mythically, falling down her chest and across her chest and belly. In the light of day, you could see she was naturally beautiful in a ruddy sort of way – rosey pink cheeks matching her full lips. I was amazed I could see so much detail across the courtyard, and gave credit to running + oxygen something something. It was at this juncture of prolonged staring that I think she realized I was watching her, because it was at that moment that she smiled and turned around, but dropped her housecoat to show a full back mermaid tattoo, with a vibrant fish tail wrapping around the small of her back, and, as was revealed when she dropped everything, across her curvy hips. She had had work done! Oh man! It was beautiful even though I’m not much for tattoos myself. She turned all the way around then, revealing her creamy white skin and earth goddess curves, boobs that are admirable even from this distance, and met my gaze again. She smiled and then reached up and pulled her curtains shut, leaving me with my mouth open and my penis engorged. I wanted to follow the instinct and beat it, but remembered date night and saved some for my love.
**August 8**
Bae’s at work, I’ve finished a draft and there is a thunderstorm raging outside. I pulled a beer from the fridge and dropped to my office chair, proudly staring at the screen, enjoying the moment. I look across the courtyard when a light comes on. The Mermaid comes in with I-shit-you-not a man in a sailor’s uniform – dress whites and Dixie Cup hat and all, and they’re going hot and heavy. Her window is wide open, and gives a great view of her bedroom, and her date goes to the window and shuts the blinds. Lights are still on at this point, and she opens the blinds again and looks at me. Sailor comes up from behind, now naked, and he grabs both of her breasts from behind and starts grinding on her. She looks a little longer at me, and then shuts her eyes and begins to reach up and back, rubbing the soldiers head, kissing his face, he kissing her neck and cheek and lips in kind. Her breasts are now out and her dress is down around her hips, along with his and her hand. She pushes him back to her bed, which now I realize has been moved around her room so the bed is in line with the window, and she wiggles out of her dress. This is the moment when the drunken sailor realizes she has a full body mermaid tattoo – I can see him pointing and mouthing the words as he’s laying on the bed. She gets up on the bed, and kisses this man deeply, raising her bountiful ass and hips up in the air, rubbing her tits across his chest, and grinding on him. She reaches down to put his dick inside her, and begins to ride him, her long hair now covering her tattoo but falling around her hips. The Mermaid looks over her shoulder, and I can’t help but think she’s looking at me when the power goes out. Thunderstorms and old buildings, eh? Go figure.
**August 11**
I haven’t seen the Mermaid (or the Sailor) in a few days, which is just as well. Wifey was home and the rain continued for days, so we filled our time with talking about our future and fucking. We decided that it was a good time to try for kids, with the end in sight in school, and having locked in this newer, roomier place. She asked me to stop using condoms, which I was more than happy to agree to, and then asked me to fuck her and fill her up like a cream donut. And it was amazing – we were hornier than we had been in years, and we would stark fucking out of nowhere. Making breakfast, fucking. Watching TV, fucking. Cleaning the laundry, fucking.
We fucked so much that I thought I must be tapped out – can I even get someone pregnant at this point? That being said, I was perma-engorged and my wife was DTF when I saw her walking by me wrapped in a towel, freshly showered smelling flowery. I grabbed her and tugged at her towel playfully. “Oops, my towel!”
Naked and perfect in front of me, I was now getting obviously hard under my gym shorts.
“You look like you could use a hand…or a mouth…” and she squatted in front of me to begin slow-sucking my increasingly hard cock. We were in the hall in front of my office, it was dusk, and I had an idea. I pulled my wife up and kissed her long and hard, rubbing my hands around her back and butt and hips, and slowly walked her to the window of my office. I turned her around and she put her hands on the window frame, and I readied my member to glide into her wetness. Slowly but ever faster I thrust into her and as we found our rhythm we got closer to the window, and stood up so that I was rubbing my wife’s clitoris while taking her from behind. It was so good, and we started breathing in synch almost, until she came so hard she gave herself goosebumps. I didn’t come, which is fine, because I realized I was spent but we kissed long and hard and you left, and I looked out the window to see the Mermaid watching from across the courtyard.
It was going to be an interesting year…
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/jxiezh/through_the_window_mf_voyeurism_tattoos
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