This weekend we are indulging in voyeurism.We live in an exclusive, private residential tower on the twentieth floor. I am just getting home at six in...the evening. My wife Julie calls out, "Hurry up Jake, the show is just beginning."Walking toward the master bedroom, There was only one light on, giving the room a soft glow. Julie had the curtains wide open on the floor to ceiling windows. She was sitting naked on the cushioned bench and was looking through her telescope at the condo building. She hesitated and admitted that she was, indeed, chatting with a man on the other line. My cock was instantly hard.“Oh fuck, Shamita, that turns me on. Are you masturbating right now?” “(pause) Yes. I am. I wanted to when you were here, but I couldn’t.” “I have to stroke my cock. You’re driving me crazy!”I asked her to describe exactly what she was doing. “I’m lying on the sofa with my pants around my ankles and my thong pulled to one side. You wouldn’t believe how fucking wet it was when you. Ronnie heard a snap followed by terrible pain, but when he looked down his finger was still there, just hanging at an odd angle.Hardy put the knife back in his pocket."If I hear you're even in the same room with her again, I'll come back, and it'll be ever finger on both hands. Understand?"He nodded. Hardy looked over the crowd."Anybody feel the need to say anything?"Suddenly people were finding interesting things to look at in any direction except where he was standing."All right then. One of. Her aunt according to Nadine is a true whore and i think Nadine is following in her footsteps. if you have not read the previous stories please read them. you'll understand what is happening in these stories as i relate them with Nadine's approval. she is very sad however that so little have commented on the stories. i told her thousands have read them but only a handful of comments. she agrees that if there wont be any comments there is no purpose to writing these stories. BTW they are 100%.