"I wish we had brought something to drink when we came up." She said snuggling him as they bask in the afterglow.
He slowly gets up and smiles at her.
"We didn't need to." He replies, as he walks to the wet bar in the large room they have for the night. There he lifts up a new bottle of Crown Royal, retrieves glasses, ice and tonic. He even pulls out cut limes from the mini fridge.
"I asked them to stock this when I booked the room. Would you like to join me half naked in the dark on the deck outside?" He asks as he pours two generous drinks.
She stands up, and situates her nightie. Then greets him at the bar holding his boxers with one finger.
"Would you like these, or are you going to let it hang out for me to look at?" She says with a mischievous grin.
He takes the boxers and slips them on as she takes her drink and heads to the sliding door, making sure to lift the back of her nightie to flash her ass.
"Did we have this door open the whole time?" She asks walking through the door.
"Yep I left it that way because it was so nice out." Is his answer.
"Well I wonder how many people heard us?" Is her inquiry.
"Who knows but isn't that the fun?" He says.
She looks back at him and smiles as she sips her drink. The thought of being watched or listened to has always been a turn on for her, but she was now just really kind of exploring it. Knowing that she is seen with his hand in her pants, or fondling him in public is exciting. The most that she knows is that they probably have been heard, and well she was watched earlier getting fingered, that really turned her on. She has toyed with the fantasy of being watched secretly going down on him, or being bent over with him in her somewhere inappropriate. He has told her of his voyeuristic side. The fantasy of it turns her on also, but they haven't seen anything other than porn.
He joins her at the glass panel railing, looking out onto the other apartments and hotels near by. They are all about the same level as their accommodations for the night. Most are dark, but a few have a glow of a TV. One across the way catches her eye. A light comes on, and a female figure can be seen in a kitchen looking to be talking on a phone. As she walks around the island in there, she looks to be wearing only a long Tshirt. They watch as her body language gets more excited like something was about to happen, a kind of giddy dance around. She sets the phone down and darts for the bedroom. They watch as the lights come on. She quickly sheds the shirt and rummages through a drawer naked. With a flash she finds what is looked for and puts on a matching bra and panties. Her attention turns to the bed, pulls the covers back, and smooths them out. With a quick flourish she does a quick tidy up of the apartment, brushes her teeth, looks to unlock the door, and sits seductively on a couch facing the door.
"So do you think she is going to get a booty call?" She asks, finding that she is getting turned on watching so far.
"I think he's right there." He returns pointing at a motorcycle pulling up and parking.
The biker saunters into the building. It seems like an eternity before he comes through the door. He sets his helmet and leather jacket on the island. She stands and walks seductively to him. He wraps his arms around her and they begin to kiss. He whips her around, leans her into the bar and spanks her.
As they watch the booty call unfold, she finds her pussy starting to throb again. Each spank she watches makes her want one.
The booty call couple head to the bedroom. She helps him out of his jeans and shirt, to then drop to her knees and begin sucking him. The biker throws his head back and grips the girls head. It's not long before he is manhandling her onto the bed. Pulling her ass into the air as she is face down. They quickly start fucking.
