"Damn, I wish they would fix that air conditioning system. I can't take anymore of this!"
I tossed and turned trying to find a cool spot on the sheet. Of course, I knew that there really wasn't one but I was trying to find one anyhow. It was one of those hot sultry nights in the city. The kind that has you stripped bare to the world and still there is no relief from the sticky heat that oozes from all around you. Not even a cold shower had helped.
Finally, giving up, I swung my legs off the bed. Rising, I walked to the window and stood there in the darkness that surrounded me. I leaned as far out the window as I could and hoped I could feel some cooling breeze, a raindrop, something that would ease the heat. Nothing; I felt nothing. The weather had been like this for days and combined with the fact that I was as horny as hell wasn't making me feel any better.
My fiancée was out of town on a business trip and here I was alone in our snug little apartment wishing that he were here. I really missed that man. He had ways of making me relax that defied any pill a doctor could prescribe for jangled nerves. Right now, I needed to feel him next to me. However, that was impossible so I had to get along the best that I could. Just thinking of him made me even hornier.
As I was turning, to go back to that hot pit that was a bed, a light came on across the way. I looked back at the window from where the light shone. Standing there was a girl about twenty I would say. Like me, she was nude but she had opted to turn on the light and I could see her plainly. The distance from one window to another was less than fifteen yards. It was almost as if I could reach out and touch her. I wondered why she had turned on the light and revealed herself to whoever may be out there watching. I had never thought of myself as a voyeur but here I was standing there in the darkness watching someone that was probably as horny as I was and I couldn't turn away.
She was rather pretty and had large breasts that she cupped in her hands. Looking at them, she smiled and licked her lips. Then lowering her head, she shoved one of the large extended nipples close enough that she could flick it with her tongue. I could see strings of spit stretch from her tongue to that beautiful hard nipple. All this she did without once looking toward the open window.
"Oh God," I gasped.
Never taking my eyes from what she was doing I reached up and squeezed my pert little boobs twisting the nipples between my forefinger and thumb. The feeling was electric. A warm feeling began to envelope my entire body and though it was a warm feeling, I was shivering at the same time. Watching her really turned me on. I guess that it was the fact that I was doing something that I had never done before and to tell you the truth I wanted to be there with her. I t was a feeling that I had never had before: to want to make love to and have another woman make love to me. Touching her and having her touch me.
"Yesssss," I moaned softly to myself.
Never turning my direction, she continued to massage and squeeze at her breasts while she turned and swayed, as a dancer would do to some favorite piece of music. Then she perched herself on the edge of the table and drew her legs up towards her. She was smiling and anticipation shone on her face. There was someone with her; someone I could not see and I waited with the same anticipation for the next scene to unfold.
Then I saw what she was waiting for. Into sight stepped another woman more beautiful than the first. Dark hair hung to her waist. Her skin was like of one of the alabaster statutes one sees in a museum. Pert breasts with swollen nipples and a flat stomach completed the picture. Together they seemed like bookends, each complimenting the other.
The woman reached out her hand toward the prone girl on the table. Placing her hands on her knees, she spread them a bit more. As she did this, she lowered her head between the open legs into the girl's crotch.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"