The Voyeur Next Door
“I mean, I always knew I was somewhere deep inside. You kind of had to be to do what I did. But last night I had reached a peak in my own perverseness that shocked even me.
I had fingered myself to an earth shattering climax right there on my terrace, while watching my neighbor masturbate in the privacy of his bathroom.
Wow. If I could somehow die of pure mortification, I would be in a state of decomposition. What had I been thinking?
Okay, I knew at the time what I was thinking, which was basically holy fuck dude was hot. Things after that had become hazy, like that sense of fake liberation one felt when getting drunk. Taking your clothes off and dancing on the table always seemed like a really good, and logical idea at the time. But come morning, the memories of it made you want to shove your brain into a grinder.
I was horrified and I won’t lie, kind of aroused. I’d never done anything like it, and while I wasn’t a prude, my solitary lover in all of twenty-three year...s had left me very little to be desired in the way of coupling.MoreLess
I had fingered myself to an earth shattering climax right there on my terrace, while watching my neighbor masturbate in the privacy of his bathroom.
Wow. If I could somehow die of pure mortification, I would be in a state of decomposition. What had I been thinking?
Okay, I knew at the time what I was thinking, which was basically holy fuck dude was hot. Things after that had become hazy, like that sense of fake liberation one felt when getting drunk. Taking your clothes off and dancing on the table always seemed like a really good, and logical idea at the time. But come morning, the memories of it made you want to shove your brain into a grinder.
I was horrified and I won’t lie, kind of aroused. I’d never done anything like it, and while I wasn’t a prude, my solitary lover in all of twenty-three year...s had left me very little to be desired in the way of coupling.MoreLess
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