maybe i would catch a glimpse of her getting into her nightgown or whatever. the bedroom light flipped on, so i crept up to the window.

this window was perfect! she had a double hung window with mini blinds that were attached to the bottom sash. to go along with this, she had a sheer pair of drapes pulled across the window. it was a warm night, so she had decided to open the window about an inch to let some air in. now when she opened the window up, the blinds didn't reach all the way to the window sill, and the sheer drapes were see through, so i could see right in and with the lights on inside, she couldn't see me. but damn it, she was already sitting on the bed in a sweatshirt! she had on a black lace teddy underneath it, but she must have had her clothes with her in the bathroom for some reason.

about a minute later, i found out what that reason was, her boyfriend was there and she didn't want him to see her naked yet. he came into the room, closed the door and sat down on the bed. they started to make out. kissing and fondling each other. i couldn't believe how lucky i had gotten. now her bed was right up next to the window, so they were like right next to me. he pulled off her sweatshirt, and slid her straps off of her shoulders. her tits were about a hand full not much more. she laid on her back and moaned while he licked her nipples. then he worked down to her pussy and unsnapped her crotch. this really got her going. she had to stop him, so she could turn on the radio to drown out her moaning so her parents upstairs wouldn't hear. he ate her out until she came.

so i figured they would just fuck now and that would be it. nope. she sat up and pushed him onto his back. pulled his pants and underwear off. then she sat on his face while she sucked him off. i couldn't believe this, all i wanted was to see the chick naked, and here i get to see them 69. they did this for about 5 or 10 minutes. i think he got her off again. then she laid on her back and he mounted her. she moaned really loud, and wrapped her legs around his waist as he fucked her. the poor guy must have been more worked up by then, because he only lasted about 2 minutes at most. when they were done, they just laid there in the same position, and she tried about 5 minutes later to get him to do it again, but he wasn't man enough i guess. i went back a few times after this hoping for some more, but all i ever saw again was her reading a book or watching television.

author: anonymous

humiliation

margo swung her racquet at the ball, driving it sharply to the front wall

just above ankle height. the ball hit with a sharp splat and caromed off

at an angle toward the left side wall. larry raced forward and just

managed to get his racquet on the ball and return it. margo waited for

the high shot to come down and smashed another wicked shot, this time

driving it toward the back right corner. larry tried desperately to reach

the ball before it bounced a second time, but his dive was just short and

the ball dribbled onto the floor.

"game!" called margo. "i win fifteen to four." she walked over and

helped larry to his feet. "good game."

"thanks," gasped larry, looking up at her. "got time for another?"

"nope, time for me to get to work," margo answered.

"come on margo, let me try to win one."

"sorry, guy, you're just going to have to wait a while," said margo.

"besides, i've beaten you every time we've played. aren't you getting

tired of losing?"

"well, now that you mention it, yeah," answered larry. "let's see, so

far you've beaten me in the only marathon we ran together, killed me at

tennis, squash, handball, golf, and racquetball, and even mated me the

only time we played chess." he shook his head slowly. "i'm running

out of things to try."

"face it babe, you're just not in my league. i'm quicker, smarter, faster,

and stronger than you are." margo smirked and added, "maybe you

should hit the weight room a little more and the dining room a little

less."

"hey, now, let's not get nasty," snapped larry. "i'm in pretty good shape

for a guy who works at a desk forty hours a week. besides, who says

you're stronger than i am? i'm willing to concede that you're faster,

maybe even smarter, but there's no way you're stronger than me."

margo's face froze. "watch it buddy. you're mouth's writing checks

your body can't cash," she growled.

"what the hell does that mean?" larry demanded.

"it means, how do you know i'm not stronger than you are?"

"because men are stronger than women," replied larry.

margo threw her head back and roared with laughter. "why, you

chauvinistic, conceited, stupid idiot," margo said, wiping sweat off her

face. "i'll admit that some men are stronger than some women. that

doesn't mean you are stronger than me! it just doesn't work that way.

have you ever seen any evidence that i'm not stronger than you are?"

"well, no. i've never seen you