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You Me ? Finally, but still not Final ?No? I suppose not, we should go somewhere.? I said, my baritone voice dropping to a whisper. And with that, I took her hand, our fingers immediately interlocking, the electricity still evident as I pulled her, coaxing her to come with me. She resisted, her eyes questioning mine, I smiled and her gaze warmed, she then squeezed my hand, and I led her down the alley. My desire for her left me with few options, but my apartment was near; we could be there in a few minutes time. Then we would be alone. Alone? No, then we could be? as one. When I had softly told him, ?We can?t do this? here?, his eyes had immediately warmed. He had responded that we should go somewhere. Somewhere? Saying that, my mind remembered seeing him in the shower, his body, so muscular, lean and firm. His cock, thick and full, as hard as steel. His eyes, so intense. His eyes? Had he seen me watching him shower, as he masturbated, as I masturbated watching him? He was pulling me, our hands now clasped? I looked into his eyes, and he smiled; his smile assured me that he thought only about the night ahead. My voyeurism was safe. Thus I followed him, thru the labyrinth of pathways that make up the Gothic Quarter. We arrived outside my apartment, and unlocking the door, I led her inside. Despite our quick passage to my door, our passions had subsided, the hardness had left my cock, but it was still engorged and eagerly awaited further stimulation. I felt our night ahead assured, and wanted to savor each moment. Leading her into my kitchen, I sat two brandy sniffers down and while she smiled at me, I poured several fingers of Lazzaroni Amaretto in each. Just as I was about to take a sip, she paused me, then taking a sip of hers, she pulled my mouth to hers, and we shared the delicate fruit flavor. Her lips, still so full, but softer, without the heat of bursa escort our passion from our embrace earlier; I savored the moment. He continued leading me and we were soon at his apartment, I was sure now; he was my beautiful neighbor. Still leading me inside, we paused at his counter, and he poured some sweet liqueur into glasses. Smelling it, an aroma of almonds and apricot filled my senses; I suddenly held back his arm, and taking a deep sip of the flavored liqueur; pulled his lips to mine. Spreading my lips, I shared the taste of the liqueur with him. His lips firm, his tongue suddenly awake, he drew the taste into his mouth, the taste of the liqueur mixed with the taste of me. He led me to the terrace; I had left his jacket inside and feeling the cool night air, I shivered ever so slightly. He immediately sensed it and pulled me closer to him as we walked to the railing. We were looking at the stars, but as I glanced across the courtyard toward my own terrace I realized I had left the bath light on this morning. I could see deep into the shower and realized that I must be careful to close the blinds before showering. As we held each other, I felt him tense; looking up to his eyes, I found him looking directly toward the light in my bath. I led her to the terrace, to embrace the night, and feeling her shiver in the cool night air again, I pulled her close. We continued to sip the Amaretto, seeing the stars. Across the courtyard, I could see her apartment. She had left the shower light on, and remembering seeing her shower that first day; I wanted her still more. The shower? With the light on, she must surely be aware that from my vantage point I could easily see her bathing. She must realize I had seen her, and that I sought her now only to consummate my voyeurism. I felt her gaze upon me; I could feel she had turned her head bursa escort bayan and was looking up at me. Expecting a sudden slap against my face I turned to face her, ready to confess my sins or plead my innocence. I realized he must have seen me showering each morning, my gawd, he would have seen me in the shower this morning! I had found climax in the heated steam of the shower, all the while fantasying of his body, his eyes and his delicious cock. He was still gazing at my bath, the light now seemed a beacon for my lust. I was embarrassed, humiliated and ashamed. Then I remembered, I had see his shower, his lust, his grasp of his manhood, the slow stokes that drove me into seeking release as I watched him. And I remembered that as he drove himself to that agonizing slow climax he had looked out his bath window, directly across to where I lay, my fingers massaging my breasts, then thrusting into my mouth whilst my other hand drove itself deep into my pussy; pushing me into a climax to match his own. I must confess to him, explain why he had seen me in the shower, why I had been pleasuring myself. ?Caderyn, I saw?? But he spoke simultaneously. ?Belinda, I saw you?? ?Caderyn, I saw you in the?? ?Belinda, The other day, I saw you taking a shower in the afternoon?? ?Caderyn, I saw you in the shower, stroking your??, I paused, he had seen me yesterday, not today? He had not seen me seeking release this morning? I was safe, my ?virginity? intact! His eyes looked deeply into hers, the pain, the shame was all too evident, ?Belinda, you saw me in the shower, the other night?? in his mind he could picture the masturbation of that moment, the release he had required after seeing her shower. I felt the sudden need to tell him, to confess to him, to equalize ourselves. ?Yes, I saw you, and I watched as you gazed out the shower, escort bursa thru the window and toward my flat. I saw you because I was there, on my terrace watching you, the vision of you driving me to pleasure myself. Yes, Caderyn, as you were driving yourself to climax, I was doing the same.? As I finished, I pulled his lips to mine, pushed my tongue past his lips, and felt him respond. He pulled me into him, and I could feel his manhood, his glorious cock twitch, then; like a snake, rearing its head, growing in stature, pressing against my tummy. And I wanted him. As she finished speaking, I realized we were really one and the same, our desires matched, our passion equal, and the desire felt in my cock was felt in her pussy. My cock awoke, still engorged, soft, but stiffened in a moments time; the hardness pushing it upright, against her. I pulled her tightly against her, my cock throbbed. And I laughed. He laughed, and suddenly I laughed as well. ?My, we are a sordid lot, masturbating and watching each other.? I said as I laughed. He laughed even deeper and then, feeling his cock continue to push into my tummy, I realized how wet I had become. His chest pressed against my nipples, each now as hard as pebbles. I could not contain myself, I was laughing and she commented on our watching each other while masturbating. My cock was as hard as granite now and I could feel her nipples pressing hotly against my chest. I could wait no further, picking her up, I quickly carried her into the bedroom. As I sat, she jumped up to her feet, ?Not so quick, Mister!? she laughed. She then pushed me back on the bed. As I smiled looking at her, she smiled back, then slowly unbuttoned her blouse, letting it drop to the floor, she reached up and undid her bra. ?Belinda, the lights are on. The neighbors will see?? Caderyn had carried me to the bed, but I pushed him down on it instead. He had already seen my naked body, and seeing it before had driven him to masturbate. Well, now he would see me close, much closer. I removed my blouse and quickly removed my brassiere. His eyes became as large as my areolas, and he licked his lips.