My job involves a lot of computer time and the boss recently downsized our office so that a bunch of us work only two days in the office and three days at home with excellent on-line access to a new integrated computer system. Everyone is more productive that way and we're paid by the job, not by the hour. So, since my wife Alice works full time, I sometimes find myself at home with nothing to do.
Looking for something in the attic one day, sorting through boxes of clutter and old furniture and our plastic Christmas tree, I made a surprising discovery. I could look down from our small attic window, through an arched window right over the curtains into my neighbor's bedroom and see their king sized bed. I was never a window peeper before, but standing on a small bench with a pair of 10x binoculars I got a very good view. Charlie's wife Joan works fulltime just like Alice so there is no one at home during the day. Obviously I can't spend much time in the attic at night when Alice is home, but one night I went up there briefly and got a good view of Joan and Charlie in bed. They were each reading a book, but it looked like they slept in the nude. I got a good look at Joanie's tits. Nice.
Every Thursday Charlie takes the afternoon off. Sometimes he plays golf and sometimes he just putters around the house and yard. One Thursday I was in my yard and I noticed the curtains to Charlie's bedroom being pulled closed. That was unusual for the middle of the afternoon.
I went up to the attic to take a look and got the shock of my life. Kissing Charlie was my wife Alice. I got my binoculars, stood on a small bench, and watched fascinated as they began to undress. I hadn't noticed anything different when she went to work that morning, but I saw it as she stripped. She was wearing her spike heels instead of her usual work shoes, and when she took off her dress she was wearing hose and a garter belt. She had on a sexy bra and panties -- from one of those fancy shops. I had never seen her wear this sort of thing before. There must have been music because she was dancing for him.
She reached behind her and unfastened her bra. Then teasing Charlie she let it drop when her back was to him. Then she put her hands behind her head and pushed her elbows back to make her breasts stand out and slowly turned and showed him her tits. My wife is very well built for thirty-five with large breasts that show the slight sexy sag of maturity that I loved. She wore a bikini well and her rich suntan accentuated those beautiful creamy white breasts, which swayed gently as she danced for Charlie's pleasure. Charlie stood by the bed watching her and rubbed the obvious bulge in his pants. I was starting to get a hard on myself and I started to massage my own bulge.
After she had danced a few more minutes, she hooked her thumbs in the narrow waist of her panties and slowly pulled them down, again with her back turned so Charlie couldn't see her pussy. The creamy white sun-protected triangles on each buttock were always a turn on for me, so when Charlie stared at her ass I knew exactly what he was seeing. He took his shirt off and started unbuckling his belt. I could see her flat, sun tanned belly down to her beaver, which was thick and curly-haired. Alice had the kind of beaver that I liked to hold close to my face and rub my cheek against. I think Charlie liked her beaver too when she slowly turned and gave him a clear view. He dropped his shorts and his cock was hard and sticking straight out. I had my dick in my hand, stroking it, thinking about my wife getting ready to fuck my neighbor.
Alice was naked now except for spike heels, hose, and garter belt, and her dancing became much more sexy. She even did a few bumps and grinds. I wanted to hear the music, but I was forced to watch in silence. Charlie tried to put his arms around her but she pushed him away and kept dancing. She had never danced for me this way, I thought, and she looks like she actually enjoys it.
My mind was bursting with mixed emotions. I felt jealous because my wife was getting ready to fuck another guy. But, I was turned on by what I was watching and I was getting horny. I was almost eager to watch Charlie fuck her. It was a new feeling, a new sexual stimulation that I had never experienced before. I liked it. I kept stroking my dick. From the look on Alice's face I could tell she enjoyed stripping and dancing for Charlie. I had no idea that she might be turned on by exposing herself like that.
Finally Charlie grabbed her by the hand and pulled her into bed. She kicked her shoes off, lay on her back, and spread her legs wide. Charlie got between her legs and she reached down, grabbed his cock, and guided it into her pussy, with her left hand -- just like when I fucked her. Then she moved her hand down under her thigh and started to play with his balls as he fucked her -- just like she played with mine. He fucked slowly at first, then faster and faster. Her legs were high in the air and bounced as each thrust drove Charlie's cock deep inside her. He lasted less that five minutes till he pumped his load. She had her arms around his back holding him in the saddle and humping him hard for another minute. Then, I thought I could see her have her own orgasm. I knew that Charlie's dick was getting a massage. Alice's pussy always squeezed down hard on my cock when she had her orgasms. Finally, he rolled off of her and she lay there with her legs spread wide, breathing hard. That sight was too much for me and I shot my wad as I watched strands of his thick, creamy cum starting to drip out of her pussy and run down to her ass.
They lay there resting and talking and laughing. After about twenty minutes he started to play with her tits and she moved over and began to suck his cock to get him hard again. When his dick was hard and standing straight up she mounted him, reverse cowboy style, so she was facing me, and began to fuck him. Now she was doing most of the work. I could see those big tits bouncing as she fucked. This really turned me on and I started stroking my dick again. They fucked a lot longer in this position, but this time I was sure she had an orgasm because I could see her face and the way she humped differently when she started to come. She fell forward on his legs and rested. Then they got up and headed for the bathroom. I think they took a shower together because they came out at the same time drying off in the bedroom.
The whole thing had taken less than an hour and then his car pulled out of the garage. I could only see him in the car driving, but I knew she was crouching down. He must have picked her up somewhere and brought her to his house. How long had this been going on, I wondered? I didn't wonder very long because I had my dick out and was jacking off again thinking about Charlie fucking my wife.
Alice came home at the usual time wearing her usual work shoes. Her spike heels must have been in her large purse. Had I not seen what she had done, I would never have suspected anything. She had on her usual underwear that night. I was turned on thinking about what I had seen and I fucked her. Her pussy was a little more lubricated than usual, probably from Charlie's cum.
Everything was exactly normal except that after we fucked she said, "Wow, you're turned on tonight. What did you do? Watch an porn film?"
"Well, yes," I said. "I guess you could say it was something like that. It turned me on."
She chuckled. "Watch it again, will you?"
"You better believe I will do exactly that."
Well, I checked her behavior more closely. She was no different when we were with Joan and Charlie as a couple. But, every Thursday, her sexy spike heels were not in the closet when she left for work and I got a floorshow through binoculars. I started to fuck her every Thursday night, thinking about what I had seen earlier that day.
After several weeks, I thought maybe, Joan might like to watch. So, one Thursday I paid a visit to Joan at work and telling her a couple of whoppers, somehow persuaded her to come to our house at just the right time. I think she thought I was trying to get her into bed, but instead I led her up to the attic.
We were standing there watching when Charlie arrived and drove into the garage, seemingly alone. I had gotten an extra set of binoculars for the occasion. When Charlie and Alice walked into the bedroom, they closed the curtains and started kissing. I thought Joan was going to race over there and break in on them. I held her and persuaded her to just watch. Their performance was, as usual, a stunning, sexually stimulating one, especially the second fuck with Alice in reverse cowboy -- which seemed to be a favorite of hers. I was hoping that watching would turn on Joan and I got lucky. I could tell by her breathing that she was.
I stood close to Joanie as we both watched our spouses flirt and laugh and fuck. Early on, I started to play with Joanie's boobs through her dress. After a bit she reached down and started to stroke my hard cock in my pants. Then she moved my hand down to her pussy, pulling her dress up so that I had better access. Running my hand under her panties I felt her pussy, dripping wet from her excitement. We were both turned on by watching our spouses fuck.
After they finished Joanie and I went down to the guest bedroom, stripped down buck naked, and fucked like newlyweds. We had a second fuck and then lay there and talked about what we had seen and tried to decide what we should do about it. We decided not to decide until after we had watched them again the next Thursday. And, then the Thursday after that. I told Joanie she was a great fuck and she told me I was too. Watching our spouses fuck made our sex better.
Reverse cowboy was obviously one of Alice's favorite positions. They used it a lot. So one Thursday night I asked her to fuck reverse cowboy.
"That's new," she said. "What brought this on?"
"I saw it on the internet," I said.
"On company time?"
"It was just a short film," I said. "But the gal turned me on."
After that I began to duplicate their second fuck with Alice every Thursday night. He usually fucked her in the missionary position to start but their second fuck was different. Sometimes he did her doggie style, sometimes cowboy, often reverse cowboy. I duplicated it each Thursday night. A couple of times she gave me a strange look, but this went on for several weeks until Charlie did her standing up against the wall. When I asked Alice for that she got a really strange look on her face.
"Joe, have you got something to tell me?"
I looked at her with what I hoped was a puzzled expression and said, "Why should I have something to tell you?"
"You bastard! Have you been talking to somebody?" She looked afraid and angry at the same time.
I chuckled, thinking that she had to find out sometime. "You think I've been talking to Charlie?"
"He told you! That son-of-a-bitch told you!"
"No, Charlie didn't tell me," I said.
Then I led her up to the attic -- both of us buck-naked -- pointed to the window to Charlie's bedroom. The curtains were drawn but we could see through the arch window above the curtains. Charlie and Joan were in bed, naked as usual, and both were reading. Joan's tits were visible.
"Shit!" was all she could say.
I handed her a pair of binoculars, took my own, and helped her up on the bench to get a better view.
"Shit!" She said again. "How long have you been watching us?"
Then quickly looking at the binoculars in my hand she said, "Why two pair of binoculars?"
