My name is Ray and I'm a voyeur, among other things.
Doesn't mean I don't like to do it. Just means I like to watch, too. Once I explained my.... little secret to my wife Linda a few years ago she admitted that she liked to watch too. Come on, who doesn't?
We're both in our mid-thirties. I'm a repair technician for an electro-mechanical manufacturer and my wife is the office manager for a local insurance agent.
We've had some interesting experiences both separately and together and we decided I would write some of them down for you to enjoy too, if you're into that kind of thing. And we guess you are or you wouldn't be reading this, would you?
First off, neither one of us do anything illegal or even creepy. Well, some might think we're a bit creepy but, hey, if you undress or..... do other things naked with the lights on and your curtains open where someone can see you....
And, okay, we have a little exhibitionist in us too but we'll cover that some other time.
Oh, and I'm straight and my wife is bi. That enters into it but not right now. That's for later stories, too.
So, I'm going to tell you about something that happened a little over a year ago. Well, it started a little over a year ago, let me put it that way.
We live in an older suburban neighborhood in a city of about a hundred thousand in California. We own our own home as do most of the residents here in our area, but there are some rentals in the neighborhood too. The house behind us is one of those rentals.
This story starts with a couple in their late twenties moving into the house behind us.
I was out in the back yard one evening and the wooden fence separating our houses had some gaps and knotholes in it and through the fence I saw a guy moving some lawn furniture and a bar-b-que onto the back patio. He was in t-shirt and shorts and looked to be in good shape with short dark hair and wide shoulders. I wasn't paying a lot of attention really until his wife or girlfriend, whichever she was, joined him.
She was about his age, mid-late twenties, I would guess with light brown hair in a ponytail and what looked like a slim, fit body. She was wearing a t-shirt and shorts too, but what caught my attention right away was her jean shorts. They were cut so high, the pockets of the jeans were hanging below the denim sides and they didn't quite cover her butt cheeks at the bottom. Her legs were long and tan and as she turned, I could see her breasts were not large but seemed firm under the cotton of the t-shirt. She was not model thin but didn't have the body of a porn star, either. Kind of like my wife's.
My interest was piqued and I watched them for a moment, thinking they might be interesting neighbors, depending on how much time they spent in the back yard. We would have to keep an eye on them.
Some of my questions were answered the following Saturday.
I was out back trimming some bushes and my wife, Linda, was out shopping when movement on the other side of the fence caught my eye. I moved toward the fence and the woman was moving a chaise lounge on the patio, out of the afternoon shadow of the house. She had a beer bottle in one hand, a bottle of something in her other hand and a towel. She was wearing a black bikini, a baseball cap, and sunglasses which showed me I was right about her looks the first time I saw her.
She spread the towel on the lounge and lay down in the sun and began to spread suntan oil over her legs and then up her body and arms.
When she was finished, she lay back for a few minutes and I was about to go back in the house, thinking that was all I was going to get to see when she turned her head toward the house and the man came into view. I was too far away to hear, but she said something to him, he came to her, wearing just black swim trunks as she rolled over on her stomach. He applied the oil to her back and shoulders and I saw him pull the string across her back and move it out of the way and smooth more oil on her skin.
