I dropped my towel in front of the big picture window in my bedroom -- who was going to see me from the sidewalk anyway? I was frustrated and missed going out. At least this way I could feel free for a moment.
I heard Raphael step into the bedroom and close the door. She joined me by the window and playfully smacked my ass. "Enjoyed that a bit too much for a pandemic lockdown didn't you?"
"Sort of," I answered. "It's complicated. You know I think you both have really hot bodies, and I love you both dearly, but in very different ways. I want Bianca to find her person despite the fact that I occasionally have these fleeting fantasies about her. About us."
"Whoa. Yea I know. Look I didn't mean to open a can of worms right now. I'm just hoping we got our food and cleaned everything up okay. Bianca is totally bangin'. I'd think there was something seriously wrong with you if we were in that tiny steamy bathroom together and it didn't cross your mind. Maybe I can help calm things down a little."
With that, Raph dropped her towel too and reached down to hold my dick. She had this thing she did that I'd never experienced with anyone else. She'd hold my dick firmly in her fist while her other hand reached down and held my balls. Her grasps were tight and possessive without being painful. She had an incredible way of making me feel held, seen, and secure. It was almost like she owned my sexuality. I was a switch through and through so I loved those moments when I felt like I was hers.
She lowered herself to her knees with her back to the window and leaned her head up against my crotch. This wasn't a porn scene. It was a love scene -- or so she thought. As she slowly started taking my dick into her mouth I closed my eyes to soak up the sensations. After a couple of minutes I reopened my eyes feeling like I was being watched. It was a curious sensation because I couldn't for the life of me figure out who could be watching.
That was when I noticed the woman in the apartment across the street. She was up on the second floor looking down on us and was tucked away behind a floor lamp while she watched from about 40 feet away-- but it was clear as day that she was watching us with Raphael's fantastic cock sucking skills on display. She looked like she was also in her early 30s or maybe late 20s. A couple of years younger than us. She was a brunette with shoulder length hair -- maybe 5'6" and dressed for comfort -- a hoodie and black yoga pants. Taking in the whole of the scene it was hard for me to think straight with my cock sliding in and out of Raph's mouth. Should I close the blinds? Should I alert Raph? I knew it was turning me on being watched and Raphael's face was hidden for the moment.
Within a few seconds of my discovery, Raph took a momentary break from sucking my cock but kept pumping away with her fist. She looked up at me and asked, "Want me on the bed, on my knees, or bent over in front of this window?"
I looked down at her soft pink tits, her gorgeous blue eyes staring up at me, and the bottom of her feet curled up under her luscious ass. "For now, I want you exactly like that. Whatever you do, don't stop and don't turn around. There's a young woman across the street who's been watching us for a couple of minutes. She hasn't seen your face but I'm really getting off on giving her a show," I said.
Raphael's eyes widened and her first pumping my cock skipped a beat. "Oh baby please don't stop," I said. "We were talking about trying group sex for months and it doesn't get safer than this." Her hand resumed pumping. I could see the gears turning in her head.
"Does she look skittish?" Raphael asked.