Watching in New Yor City

I was working in New York City on Sept 11.

For several years my job took me to NYC four or five times each year. The company I worked for put me up in an apartment building close to Times Square. It was a high rise building probably 45 stories and about 50 yards away there was another one.

Most evenings I'd head out to some local restaurant over on 8th or 9th street which would put me a little ways away from all the touristy restaurants right around Times Square. After an exceptionally good dinner I'd wander back over to Times Square and the few blocks up and down Broadway to people watch. If it was in the warmer months, it wasn't unusual to see a good number of braless boobs jiggling up and down the street. Later in the evening there would be a few topless women wandering around letting people take their picture for an appropriate tip. Being topless in New York city had been deemed legal so the cops in the area would just make sure nothing got out of hand. There were also a fair number of women wearing nothing but body paint getting tipped for pictures.

What was the most enjoyable was working through the crowds crossing the streets. When the street light turned red, large crowds would gather on both sides of the street. When the light turned green all of the people would surge to cross. Most of these people were tourists and they were busy watching the sights. It wasn't uncommon for some woman working her way through the crowd, would rub her boobs across someone's arm, chest, back, etc. while looking at the lights all over Time Square. I would try to be that someone. (One of my stories about Amanda involved her rubbing her boobs on men in New York City in this manner). I've even had women say "excuse me", or "sorry" when they rubbed up against me. I responded "no problem". I found it interesting that women with bigger boobs were most successful in avoiding rubbing their boobs against someone as they worked through the crowd. Usually it was the smaller boobed women that made contact. I guess the women with larger boobs had spent their entire life dealing with their large boobs and had a better sense of where they were. I never was rubbed by a braless woman though.

After the first couple of trips I made I realized there was a lot of interesting activity going on in the apartment building across the way so I started bringing my binoculars. I found that if I was patient, turned off the lights in my apartment, I could open my blinds and see most of what went on in the apartments nearby without anyone noticing.

I usually would arrive on a Sunday night and I'd fly home Saturday morning. The most likely night that something of interest would happen was on Friday night but it could happen any night of the week. I could see people going about their normal business, unloading groceries, fixing dinner, watching TV, etc. In most cases I could see them head to their bedrooms to go to bed. Normally the blinds in their bedrooms would either be closed or they would close them before things got interesting. This was always frustrating.

There were occasions when someone would leave their bedroom and head to the kitchen for a snack but usually they would have their pajamas or nightgown on. I was close enough that I could tell if a woman went to the kitchen without a bra, unless her boobs were too small. I wasn't close enough to see if their nipples were poking out or not and I couldn't tell if her nightgown was see through so some things were left to my imagination.

There were a few times that I'd catch some woman coming home from a night on the town and she had apparently had plenty to drink. If I was lucky she'd start getting undressed as soon as she walked in the door of her apartment. Usually she'd walk around her apartment in just her bra and panties. There were a few occasions that she'd be braless. These were the times that made it all worthwhile.

On 9/11 I was stuck in New York City. All flights were grounded and other transportation options were severely limited so I just had to stay there and wait things out. There were no crowds in Times Square and I had trouble finding a restaurant that was open. I finally did find one about five blocks away and I had a good dinner. When I got back to my apartment most of the apartments across the way were active. Not surprisingly, everyone stayed home that evening. They were all out of sorts. There were numerous windows with their blinds open, a lot of people changing their clothes without bothering to close their blinds, I think they were all just numb.

I zeroed in on a couple "playing" on their couch. They were both naked and his hands were clearly playing with her boobs while they kissed. Soon she leaned back, spread her legs and he climbed on top of her. I could clearly see her luxurious bush before he plunged in. They fucked for about ten minutes unaware of the show they were presenting. When they finished, they just layed there for probably 30 minutes. With all the emotions surrounding 9/11 I imagine they just needed the comfort of being with each other.

I checked out more windows that night but didn't see anything else worth mentioning. I returned to that apartment many times over the next few years and even though I did see a fair number of boobs I never saw another couple fucking.

About eight years later I was moved to an apartment in the Financial District in lower Manhattan. The building across the street was now an office building so no more shows. I did continue to take the subway to Times Square at least once a week when I was there but it was no longer a nightly event when I was in New York.