Italian Vacation [Voyeur] [MF] Part Two

Pitch black, I felt around the bed for my phone. Tapping the screen I see 9PM and a slate of missed calls and texts from my mother. So much for that one hour nap. Shit.

“Hey honey, imagine you are still sleeping – your father and I are headed out to dinner will be back around midnight – order some room service and rest, love – Mom”

Sounds like a plan! I thought to myself. Room service, a cocktail and possibly some porn sounds like the perfect cure to my post travel woes.

Naked, I wondered along the wall to find a light switch and then a robe. As much as I love this hotels, the robes are always so fucking small. I put it on but my perky D cup breasts prevented it from being tied. Whatever I thought – here alone anyway. I sat on the bed, hung over and horny I started touching my pussy to get myself off, but I was still half asleep so it just wasn’t working. Plus between working out and travel, I haven’t been waxed in a month so the light hair covering my pussy and asshole was distracting. Added shaving is the tub to my evening agenda….

Not yet hungry, I thoughtI would check the view outside while dark out.

I opened my room, and saw the stunning ocean views lit by only the moon and yachts scattered throughout the port.

As my eyes made their way downward, I noticed at the edge of my deck a small step down, and a bright light piercing the dark night. I walked over to see, and to my pleasant surprise it was a small ledge and the skylights for what I assumed would be the sauna.

I made my way down, and laid by the ledge to investigate.

Bingo – a perfect birds eye view to the beautiful sauna. My heart slowly started to race….

My inner voyeur came out, and while it was currently empty my pussy got wet with the possibilities. From this view no one could see my from the sauna or my sniper position off the deck.

I laid here praying someone would walk in so I could watch, and being coed I honestly didn’t care if it was a man or women – the thought of just watching someone without them knowing I was got me so turned on.

After no more than 5 minutes, and stunning (and assuming European) 30 something man walked in, with the hotel issued towel around his waste. He was tall, with broad shoulders and washboard abs – not too bulky but just enough definition. He was tan, with a 5 o’clock shadow and mid length hair. He sat down on the bench, which similar to the hotel was a large half moon.

It must have been hot, because sweat was almost instantly rolling from his shoulders down his abs into which I could only imagine was below under the towel.

My pussy clenched at the thought, and heart raced at the thrill of watching something I shouldn’t be seeing. Private moments, without consent.

A few moments later, a woman walked in – with the same hotel issued towel wrapped above her breasts to remain covered.

Green eyes, with long brown hair. The towel covered her figure, but I could tell by her arms and legs she was thin and tone. A bit younger, possible in her 20’s.

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