Door opened, I flipped on the light, chuckling a little at the array of large sweat shirts, non-descript cotton tees, short sleeved blouses, and sweat...pants. Her shorts were folded and stacked on a hanging closet organizer. Several coats for cooler weather acted as a barrier between those and a selection of dresses that were a complete opposite. I pulled them out, one by one, imagining her wearing them. Easy to see her out clubbing in many of them, or our on a hot date, intending to get laid. . Misty discovered that the couple’s bedroom was directly across from hers, both on the upper floor. The next night, Misty had just crawled in bed, when she heard voices outside her window. She glanced out, and in the streetlamps, saw Sarah step out of their car wearing a short, figure-hugging dress. Her husband got out, and she embraced him tightly. They entered the dark house, and then moments later, a bright light switched on in the upstairs bedroom. The curtains were open just enough to. I tried to relax as much as possible to accommodate more of him as his thrusts became faster and harder and deeper, but I couldn't take him all and soon I was choking and suffocating as he continuously thrust in and out of my mouth. The tears were streaming down my face and I was slapping his thighs to try tell him to back off and get away but it only seemed to spur him on. Harder and faster he thrust, my crying eyes tried to find his as he made one final thrust and the whole of his cock slid. They hadn’t bought curtains yet so when there was light I had a good view, especially with my binoculars. Traci didn’t seem to like clothes very much which gave me some great views of her luscious body. Just as I figured, when Rod got home from the overnight shift they headed for bed right away. What a great show since it was too warm to need covers. It became more difficult to make my cock behave when I was near that hottie.The next shift night I was invited to dinner again. After the meal.