Couples Watching Couples

Couples Watching Couples

It started with the brass telescope I had bought for my boyfriend; it was more decorative than anything and had never been pointed at the stars. It was just standing by the window. never planned it to be about couples watching couples.

One night, everything changed, though. I went to close the blinds, and something drew me to the telescope. My boyfriend had just gotten out of the shower and was sitting on the bed watching me like he usually does at this time of night. I was trying to give us a little privacy, but I couldn’t help myself.

I pressed my eye to the lens.

What I saw made me go very still. The apartment across the courtyard was lit. The couple across the way was unconcerned about our open line of sight into their home. They were near the window on the bed. Moving together in a beautiful dance. It was mesmerizing to see. I was worried that I had assumed they knew they wanted an audience, and at just that moment, the woman looked up and smiled at me. Their curtains were wide open, and the bed was in full view of the window. They were enjoying their lovemaking and wanted to share it.

This was not an accident; it was intentional, an invitation. Couples watching couples, I realized, was its own form of eroticism. I called my boyfriend softly. He got up and joined me, still only wearing his towel. I felt him cuddle up behind me. I slid aside so he could look. His body stilled when he realized what I had been looking at. He looked at me and smiled, he was enjoying the view through that lens as much as I had. I looked over to their windows and could still see some of their movements, just not the details of the telescope’s view.

We were watching them, couples watching couples.

This isn’t what I had planned for our quiet Tuesday evening, but desire doesn’t always ask what we want. The woman across the way moved with confidence, which made me lean in a little closer to my boyfriend. Since we really didn’t need the telescope to see what was happening, we could take turns watching in detail. Their desire and performance were evident even without the telescope.

My boyfriend’s arm wrapped around me. I could feel his excitement rising, and I knew I was getting pretty wet. There was something about their bedroom electricity beginning to reflect in ours. The woman across the way had her partner’s full attention, like my partner’s attention was starting to focus on me.

Us watching them, couples watching couples, collapsed into something intimate and needful. All four of us caught up as the watchers and the ones being watched. She looked up to us, winked, smiled, and then went back to focusing on her partner, their heat growing, their movements more intense. We watched for a little longer, enjoying his closeness and the heat of the couple across the way.

I eventually stepped away from the telescope and the other couple to look at my boyfriend.

The heat in his eyes mirrored mine. The world fell away, and I didn’t look back through the lens. I didn’t need it anymore; now there was just he and I and the waiting bed.

His hands started pulling off my tank top and my wet shorts. My hands dropped his towel. We moved to the bed and kisses became touches and touches became… more. The heat that had been growing between us while we watched the other couple became unbearable. We moved to the bed and finished what the other couple had started. With our curtains open, of course.

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