I would like to narrate to the readers one of the most exciting events that happened in my life. I had recently broken up with my long term boyfriend and he had moved out of the apartment in which we lived together. I continued to live in the same apartment though the rent was slightly more than I could afford on my own. But I had no intention of moving out mainly because it was a very comfortable and cozy place to live in that was quite close to where I worked and also because of a friend I had made of the girl who lived in the building next to me. My living room window and her bedroom window is so close that we sit there for hours and chat, sharing a pizza through the window during weekends. She was newly married and had moved into the apartment with her husband from a different state and was not working at that moment.
On that particular day, I stayed at home as I was to catch a flight that evening for a business meeting I had the next day. I had to prepare for the presentation and stayed busy the whole day and suddenly remembered that I had eaten nothing since morning and was starving. I had nothing to eat and finally settled for a bowl of cereal and was very disappointed to find that the milk carton was empty. So I decided to borrow a glass of milk from my friend over the window.
I hurried to the window calling out her name but there was no reply. I called again and waited for her to show up at the window. As minutes passed, I got curious and moved the curtain over to take a peep into her apartment. I did not expect to find what I saw there and I was taken aback by surprise and quickly retreated from the window. I saw my friend lying on the edge of the bed half naked with her legs wide open and a man's face buried deep in between her thighs. I recognised the man with his long brown hair as her husband and I chuckled to myself thinking what a lucky bitch she was to be having sex with her insanely handsome husband in the middle of the day. I let out a long sigh and decided to get back to my meal. But something within me awoke and I was drawn again to the window. I hid behind the curtain and looked into her bedroom again.
The scene in front of me was hot and was very arousing. It made me realise it had been months since I had sex. I was quite heart broken after my break up. My ex was a really strong compassionate man but it dint work out well because we had our differences. It's true that I put my career before him. One thing led to another and before we knew it our five year relationship had come to an end. We had a lot of fun when we were together. We enjoyed reading, music and a lot of outdoor activities together. The sex was amazing and we both were quite comfortable with each other's style and taste. We were rather conservative and always stuck to the basics. We never tried anything new but were quite contended with our sexual relationship. Of all things I missed about my ex, I missed sex the most.
I stood there staring at the couple exploring each other's hot bodies. He was massaging one of her breasts with one hand while he was fingering her wet pussy with the other. His mouth was sealed to her other breast and my friend was moaning with pleasure. I started feeling a hot wetness spreading on my panties and slowly undid my pajamas. I slid my hand into my panties and started rubbing my love pie. A warm feeling rushed through my body as I saw him slide his long thick cock into my friend's pussy. She let out a loud gasp as it entered her cunt. He held both her hips firmly and started moving in and out in a slow pace. After a few strokes he gained momentum and the speed increased considerably. I was going wild seeing this and I slid two fingers into my pussy and slammed it in as fast as I could. With every thrust he made into her vagina, all three of us were getting closer to our explosive orgasm. As I was enjoying the show before me, I was suddenly overcome by a sense of guilt and felt ashamed about what I was doing. I quickly hurried away from the window and headed straight to the bathroom. I checked the time and I had a couple of hours before I had to leave to the airport. I ran myself a bath and sunk in trying to forget what happened moments earlier but my mind kept replaying what I had seen. His strong arms around her waist, his lips nibbling her neck, the rhythm with which their bodies grinded against each other, reminiscing all this sent a chill down my spine. I was awakened from my trance by the loud doorbell which was followed by a knock on the door.
I quickly got out of the tub, wrapped a robe around me and rushed to answer the door. There was a sharply dressed young gentleman standing outside my door. He was my colleague who recently got transferred from another department to mine. It was a last minute plan that he was to join me in the meeting I had the next day. We planned the previous evening that he would pick me up on the way to the airport which I had completely forgotten about. I hesitated for a moment and then opened the door to let him in. He greeted me with an awkward smile as I was standing in my bathrobe with my hair soaking wet. I apologised for not bring ready yet and asked him to wait for me in the living room while I got ready. He agreed and took a seat on the couch.
