Night Passions - Part 5
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Gary sat in the lounge nursing another drink. Refreshed and back in his bath robe he had managed to distract himself from his arousal, but sitting back in the chair where Diane had shown off her little blue dress to him he couldn’t help thinking about what she might look like now. Would she be dishevelled from her dancing and Doug’s attentions? He soon heard the unmistakable sound of Doug’s car in his driveway and realised he would soon find out.
Gary resisted the temptation to peek through the curtains. It was difficult enough when he used to spy on them flirting. Now everything had escalated. They had ‘snogged’ and Doug had put his hand up her dress. Worse, when Gary had rechecked the timing of the texts and the voicemail it was obvious they had kissed again after Diane had removed her panties. It seemed infeasible that Doug’s hands wouldn’t have roamed again, encouraged by her previous acceptance. Would he have felt her wet arousal and become emboldened to probe further into her naked flesh? The idea made Gary shiver, but he couldn’t ignore his renewed arousal as the idea returned to mind.
Would they be kissing right now in Doug’s car? What else would they be doing? Would she have told him her planned lie, that she needed to get back before Gary returned home, or would she have left things vague so she could take a little longer saying goodbye? It was no good, he just had to look. Maybe if he went upstairs to the bedroom and looked out of the window there. He had turned the light off up there, so his curtain twitching would be less likely to attract attention.
What he hadn’t anticipated was that the view from the bedroom window would give him the perfect angle through the car’s low sweeping windscreen, all dimly illuminated by the light from the porch. Sure enough they were kissing, their heads were just out of view but it was clearly a passionate kiss. Not least because he could plainly see Doug’s passion. It was standing proudly from his open trousers with Diane’s encouraging hand making it clear just how passionate Doug was feeling. Diane was equally exposed and clearly relishing the moment. Her dress was bunched around her waist, and her stockings provided an erotic frame for Doug’s hand, pressed between her wide open legs. She was writhing urgently against him as she responded in kind with her own hand.
It was all too much for Gary. He didn’t know whether to ring her phone and demand she stopped, or to deal with his own urgent arousal. He pulled his phone from his robe pocket and looked at the screen in confusion. With a will of its own his hand swiped to the camera and he began taking a photo. He jumped in panic as the flash went off. Stepping away from the window and letting the curtain fall back in case the couple looked up. How could he be so stupid! He was shaking now. He looked down at the photo but all that he could see was the glare from the window pane as it reflected the flash. He needed to know if they had seen. There was only one thing for it. Look again more confidently and perhaps act like he was confronting them if they were looking up. Doug might even think Dave had photographic evidence.
If they had seen anything, it hadn’t changed their actions. If anything Diane was pressing more furiously against Doug’s probing fingers and her hand was working harder on its prize. It certainly was a prize, Doug’s erection looked so long and thick in Diane’s hand. He swiped off the flash and began taking more pictures, stopped only by a sudden change of action. They seemed to be pausing, perhaps coming up for much needed air. Maybe they were going to stop. Gary even considered dashing back downstairs so he could deny spying on them, but he was glued to the scene.
What happened next decided matters. Doug reclined his chair, and guided Diane’s head towards his lap with insistent hands. Gary was mesmerised as he watched Diane snake out an eager tongue and lap at the tip of that monster. Doug’s reclining position only improved Gary’s perspective on the huge erection.
He watched as Diane replaced Doug’s now absent hand with her own. Maintaining her own arousal as her other hand grasped his erection and guided it towards her eager mouth. Soon she was blocking Gary’s view of the action, as she shifted position. Kneeling half on her own chair and half in the footwell. But the speed of her head movements, partly dictated by Doug’s insistent hands, and her own frantic arm pressed under her still high dress left little to the imagination.
Gary’s own erection was straining against his robe, and he couldn’t stop himself from reaching for it with his free hand as he continued to take pictures with his phone. He lasted only a few seconds, as the erotic sight overwhelmed his senses. His seed seeping into his robe as his knees almost gave way with the force of his passion.
As he regathered himself and felt the now damp robe clinging to his thigh the reality of what he was witnessing below him hit home. Soon Doug would be climaxing too. What would Diane do? Just then it seemed to Gary that the moment was upon them. He watched as Diane knelt up, pulling her head from his lap and hands. But, Doug’s now glistening erection showed no signs of abating. No, it was Diane that was cumming, forcefully against her own hand. Gary could even hear her guttural scream as she shook.
Perhaps it was the noise, or perhaps it was Diane coming to her senses, but that seemed to bring their tryst to a close. Doug sat up, and Diane straightened her clothes and sat back into the passenger seat. Everything returned to normality except Doug’s still insistent erection.
Gary watched on in a cold sweat, as he watched Diane retrieve a pair of panties from her handbag and wrapped them around Doug’s cock. It was clear that Diane was being practical but the image was so familiar. Those very hands had done the same to Gary, so many times. Perhaps even with those very panties. She loved to tease him about his fondness for the feel of soft panties. Although familiar, the contrast of the image below was also apparent. How huge and urgent Doug’s cock looked compared to his.
Soon Doug was reclined again, and bucking against Diane’s movement. Gary watched on with familiarity as she pushed down against his pelvis with her free hand, to allow her to control the pace. Diane was an expert with a pair of panties. She would always have Gary spurting into them within a few delicious strokes. Doug on the other hand was taking it all in his stride. It was a full five minutes more before he suddenly thrust against her hand and finally spent. His voice also screamed out into the otherwise silent street. The frantic climax brought Gary to his senses. He needed to freshen up and get downstairs before Diane let herself in.