Carefully, he leaned out from behind the building. The shed was to his right, and the guy had the girl pressed up against the outer wall, going full tilt. His trousers were down around his ankles, and the girl's legs were wrapped around his buttocks. The girl's head was tilted skywards, exposing her long, sleek neck, and the guy's head was buried in her breasts.
Her blouse hung open, and the guy kissed her breasts as he thrust into her. With each thrust forward, the girl moaned and clutched at the guy's back, as if she were holding on for dear life. Her desire seemed completely unfettered, as if she were some kind of sexual volcano, exploding forth. The guy's lust appeared to be just as intense. His face wasn't visible, but he pursued the girl with such vigor that it looked as if he might shove her right through the back wall of the shed. Kyle watched, mesmerized by the incredible measure of passion exhibited by the couple. Their coupling was unlike any of the porn films he'd seen at bachelor parties or at college.
It wasn't simply the physical act of sex. There was something else--something more like a strength or power that surrounded the couple's lust. It was both titillating and sensual It proved impossible for him to take his eyes off the encounter. Both lovers began to moan loudly as they escalated their hungry drive. Even their voices projected a level of sexual emotion that he'd never heard before, whether in porn films or personal experience. It was the kind of sound every lover wanted to hear from his partner and also enjoy himself--the sound made while experiencing a complete sexual and physical meltdown.
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Your body and soul giving into its greedy yearning, fulfilling its most primal urge. He marveled at the display. So many men and women spent their entire lives searching for a partner who could take them to that level sexually. Judging by the sad and angry expressions he saw everyday, at the office, on the commuter train, and out in public, apparently most hadn't succeeded. But here, out behind some stranger's shed, a working girl and her client had succeeded in that quest.
A couple of seconds later, the guy arched his back and tilted his head back, an anguished, lustful grunt of sweet release pouring from his mouth. The girl put her left hand over her mouth, trying to muffle the scream, but it was of no use. The sensual and overpowering sounds of her cries pierced the air as her body achieved its final orgasmic convulsions. Gripping the bricks on the building, Kyle experienced a warm wave of pleasure as the lovers collapsed in each other's arms, completely spent.
The guy crumpled to his knees and the girl went with him, both of them seemingly still intertwined. They lay in a heap at the base of the shed for the next few minutes, trying to recover their strength.
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Quickly, Kyle glanced around, to see if anyone else had entered the alley or had snuck up behind him while he'd been preoccupied watching the lovers. The alley and rear exits of the stores were deserted. He smiled at his good fortune. It was as if fate had intervened and given him privacy in which to view the show.
If anyone had come along while it was going on, the lovers might not have reached so high a level of passion. And he wouldn't have gotten to see them do so. Turning back to the couple, he peeked out only a tiny bit so they wouldn't see him. They were now both on their feet, the guy zipping up his trousers and the girl buttoning her blouse and pushing her skirt back down over her shapely hips. When the guy began to straighten his tie, she reached out and helped him with it. After she got it into place, he leaned over and kissed her on the cheek, thanking her. Uh-huh, Kyle thought. Time to pay up.
But the guy didn't pull out his wallet.
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Instead, he brought out what appeared to be a piece of jewelry that caught the sunlight and sparkled. It looked like a small tennis bracelet. The guy motioned to the girl to raise her leg. Lifting her right leg up, she placed it on his torso, exposing the pink panties underneath. Carefully, he clasped the anklet around her leg and then leaned down and kissed her ankle, causing her to giggle like a little girl.
Pulling her close, he nuzzled her neck. But she wasn't. Laughing, she told the guy she'd expect a better offering next time. Knowing that the party was breaking up, Kyle took off down the alley, hoping to reach the end before they saw him. Having reached the corner, he stopped next to the building on the right and peered back into the alley.
The lovers walking towards him arm in arm hadn't seemed to notice his presence. And why should they? They'd just enjoyed a nice session of sex: one for which any human in his right mind would give his right arm.
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Turning around, he got back to his errand, shaking his head in disbelief. He suddenly wanted to tell someone about what he'd just witnessed, but who could he tell? Not his friends, who lived down the street, and from whom he was picking up the theater tickets. They were on the conservative side and would brand him a pervert for watching such a spectacle.
And he couldn't tell his wife--especially the part about how the couple exhibited such complete and total sexual abandon. Describing something like that would automatically send her female hormones into overdrive, and she'd start making paranoid assumptions that he wasn't satisfied with her sexually and was perhaps looking for someone else. Nope, he thought.
That was definitely not an option. She'd be on the phone with her mother in two seconds flat, accusing him of having sex with every hooker within a ten mile radius. As he continued towards his friend's house, he felt cheated, somehow. What was the fun of seeing something like that and not being able to tell anyone? True, some people might not even believe him, but it was a story worth telling, or at least bragging about. But unfortunately, he would have to keep it to himself.
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Sign in to Purchase Instantly. Explore Now. Buy As Gift. Overview Kyle Perry, a married accountant who has a wife and two children, observes a fellow male commuter on the train one day as the man picks up a call girl. Kyle gets off at the same stop as the hooker and her current client. After seeing how affectionately the two behave with each other, Kyle decides to follow them down an alley near his destination. Having picked a cozy spot, the pair enjoys what looks to Kyle like some serious passion: not what he'd expect from a john and a hooker.
Overcoming his shame, he watches their bout of lovemaking, but feels guilty afterwards for having indulged in voyeurism. His lapse into questionable behavior produces some unexpected results when he goes home, where, driven by erotic images of the licentious lovers, Kyle enjoys comparable passion with his wife. Over the next few weeks, Kyle sees the same guy pick up two other women: a college coed and a housewife. Having again followed the lovers, he sees with surprise the same extreme level of passion exhibited by both the Commuter Casanova and his new partners.
Once again, Kyle enjoys a gratifyingly high level of passion with his wife, Mandy, who realizes that something has produced a welcome change in her husband. When Kyle finally admits to peeping on the Casanova, Mandy reacts in an unexpected manner. After seeing how affectionately the two behave with each other, Kyle decides to follow them down an alley near his destination.
Having picked a cozy spot, the pair enjoys what looks to Kyle like some serious passion: not what he'd expect from a john and a hooker. Overcoming his shame, he watches their bout of lovemaking, but feels guilty afterwards for having indulged in voyeurism.
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His lapse into questionable behavior produces some unexpected results when he goes home, where, driven by erotic images of the licentious lovers, Kyle enjoys comparable passion with his wife. Over the next few weeks, Kyle sees the same guy pick up two other women: a college coed and a housewife. Having again followed the lovers, he sees with surprise the same extreme level of passion exhibited by both the Commuter Casanova and his new partners. Once again, Kyle enjoys a gratifyingly high level of passion with his wife, Mandy, who realizes that something has produced a welcome change in her husband.
When Kyle finally admits to peeping on the Casanova, Mandy reacts in an unexpected manner.