When I am done cleaning you, you pull me up to stand in front of you so that you're straddling my legs. With one hand, you reach out and once more start teasing my wet cunt - looking up at me when you feel how just how wet I am - and start sliding your fingers in and out of me, and randomly brushing against my clit. You move your hand up to my breasts and wipe your fingers on my nipples, leaning forward to suck on them one at a time.
When you've had your fill, you gently push me back and tell me to go stand in front of the window. I look past my own reflection without seeing it and start to look around at the city. It's a beautiful old city, and is peppered heavily with tall office buildings. I can see a scattering of people in their individual offices, diligently burning the midnight oil. And blessedly clueless about me standing there naked - they're too well-lit to be able to see out and see me watching them.
You come up behind me and ask me what I see, smiling as I tell you. You then ask if I'd like any of them to look up and see you standing there. I say that I don't know. Normally, the answer would be no, but we're far from home and far from anyone we'd know...it's tempting to play knowing there's someone watching. With a big smile, you begin to point to a specific window. I follow your finger, looking closely at the windows in that area, and suddenly see that there actually is someone watching! He's very hard to see as the office is dark, but with some light spilling in from somewhere behind him, he can just be made out.
I immediately turn around and bury my face in your chest, mortified that I've been putting myself on display like that. Of course my ass is still on display, but like small children everywhere believe that what I can't see, can't see me. I ask when you noticed that guy there, and you tell me it was when we were standing there earlier...and add that yes, he did see me suck you off, right down to licking you clean. I cringe at your words. And at the same time feel a betraying tingle between my legs. I once again remember that this is one of your favorite fantasies - to have someone watch us, and for us to put on a show for that someone. And to a lesser extent, it's also one of mine...although one I thought would stay safely in my head. Unlike in the elevator earlier, I can't grasp at the ignorance lifeline...there is no denying there's a guy watching this time.
You slowly start to turn me back to the window. As you do so, I shut my eyes tight. You see this and tell me to open them, you want me to watch us being watched. I shake my head at this and you give me a choice - eyes closed and lights on full, or eyes open and we stick with the candlelight. Oh God. Taking a deep breath, I slowly open my eyes and with much trepidation, search out our voyeur. I finally see him, and am pretty sure I can see him stroking himself through his pants. Involuntarily I once more shut my eyes. You of course see this - you are watching me in the reflection - and give my ass a hard slap. My eyes fly open and I look at you in the window. You tell me that that's what's going to happen every time you catch me not looking at our audience. And each time it happens after this, it's going to be bent over, ass to the window, with more added each time. I look into your eyes and see that you're dead serious...you will really do this to me. Oh God oh God oh God. I tear my eyes from yours and once more look to our watcher, thoroughly humiliated, and even more humiliating, thoroughly turned on.
As I look into this shadowy strangers eyes, you take my hands and spread-eagle them above my head against the window frame so that I'm leaning forward a little, my breasts swinging gently away from my body with the movement. You then move my feet wide apart, crawling between them so that you now kneel in front of me, reaching up to spread the lips of my cunt as you start to lick me there. As soon as you touch me, I begin to moan softly...partly in pleasure, partly because I want so badly to just shut my eyes but don't dare.
Against my will, I begin to press my hips against your mouth, wanting to feel you inside of me. You sit back on your heels and put your hand where your mouth was, sliding in a few fingers while your thumb lightly rubs my clit. I shamelessly start to move around on your hand, trying to fuck it. I can see the guy across the way...he's pulled his cock out and is slowly stroking it, in sync with the sway of my hips and breasts. As I start to tense up, getting ready to cum, you take your hand away, leaving me standing there, feeling breathless and very cheated. Without thinking, I look down at you, wondering why you've stopped. As I see the smile grow on your face, I can feel my own turn red with shame, realizing what I've done.
"Come down here, hun," you say to me softly.
I lower myself to my knees next to you. You lean over and kiss me, long and soft, gently massaging my breasts as you do. Then with a hard squeeze of my nipples, you whisper in my ear that I've been a bad girl and bad girls need to be punished; to get on my hands and knees and get ready to pay.
Turning away from you, shaking at what's to come, I get into position. You spread my legs a little and I can feel the air on my cunt, wondering how visible it is, and how visibly turned on I am. As I brace myself for what's to come I think about that guy across the way, seeing me about to get spanked like a truculent little girl, and wondering what his reaction is...is he amused? Turned on? Indifferent?? Almost unconsciously, I arch my back and raise my ass a little more, hoping I'm pleasing both of my men by doing so.
It seems to work - you begin to rub my ass, sliding your hand from cheek to cheek, and down almost to my cunt as well, teasing me. Just when I start to relax and enjoy the feel of your hand, you pull back and give my ass a really hard slap, making me jerk forward from the impact. At first all I feel is the brief but sharp sting of the slap, but within seconds I can feel the blood rushing to my ass where you hit me, and the flood of warmth it brings. As I feel the heat gather there, you spank me once again, hard, and this time it's more than just a sting. I can hear myself moaning, from pain and pleasure and confusion - the slaps really hurt yet at the same time the pain seems to send a charge straight to my cunt and I can feel it too being hot with desire.
You continue to spank me several more times, and by the time you finish, I'm trembling all over. My ass feels like it's on fire - I reach a hand back there and can feel the heat radiating from it before I even make contact. You take my hand in yours and slowly rub it over my ass, both of us feeling how hot it is. As we do this, I idly wonder if the watcher can see how red my ass must be, if he is imagining it's his hand working back and forth across it.
