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Part 4.

For days afterwards he avoided the window. Turning his back to it or walk fast past it. He was shameful. But curiosity brought him back. After gym and a shower, in the safety of darkness, he stood by the big glass looking out over the garden. Eyes searching for the bedroom windows. The curtains ruffled, and where drawn, and the Beauty appeared. She looked up to his window, staying still while her head was facing him. Maybe it just existed in his head, but he was sure she invited him to watch. A small wave in his direction. He gulped but arousal made him sit down anyhow, wondering what to expect. The lights were on in the bedroom, and he had a fairly good view of the interior and the couple inside. A sudden thought struck, and he leaned to the side and lit a small lamp on the side table. Warm lightening glowed over the handsome looker, making it a bit easier to see him form outside. He looked for the couple and felt his eyes meeting the Beauty's. She smiled, well he guessed that she smiled, maybe most of all hoping that she approved and smiled cause she wanted this. Eyes glued to the scene unravelling in front of him.

The Beauty was now on her stomach on the bed. Her man massaging her shoulders and back. He straddled her, resting on her butt while his hands were caressing her body. Her skin shining a bit in the dim light of the bedroom. Hands moving over her skin in circles. He moved himself a bit downwards, leaving her butt resting on her thighs. Now letting his hands cup her butt- cheeks. The young man reached out for his second-hand binoculars, finally letting curiosity get the best of him. Adjusting the lenses for a clear view, he looked at the Beauty's face. Her head resting on her arms, eyes closed and a small smile on her lips. He moved his sight down her body, watching the strong hands of the Beauty's lover kneed her bottom. A smirk on his face and his arousal resting on her upper thighs. Lifting himself off her thighs, he sat down between her legs, hands still resting on her buttocks. The peeper flinched slightly when the handsome man suddenly locked eyes with him. Through the binoculars he could see a calm smile making the young man feel more at ease. He let out a shaky breath and continued to watch the pretty scene. Strong hands caressing the Beauty's butt and upper thighs down to her knees. Soon the hands moving upwards again, gliding under her body. He could se the woman breathing in, her buttocks and back arching slightly upwards. Like she was giving the massaging hands more access to her body. The man's hands disappearing under her making the woman's back rise and fall unevenly. At some point the mans right hand reached for his dick, slowly touching, and caressing it. Suddenly he let go of both him and the Beauty and in a swift movement he turned her around on her back putting a pillow under her hips.

Leaning over her and picking up a small bottle, he squeezed something on her chest. What the young looker guessed was oil trickled down from her nipples and over her round breasts. The smirk on the lover's face before he cupped the domes was satisfied. Slowly massaging her skin slightly pinching her nipples before his hands moved down her stomach and abdomen. He looked a bit more impatient now, hands moving a bit faster in between her legs. Spreading them he positioned himself on his knees, arousal in his left hand slowly stroking it against her vagina. The young man in his beanbag almost stopped breathing. Binoculars shaking in his hands and his dick twitching in his shorts. Steadying the binoculars with his left hand, his right hand sneaked under the short's waistband gripping his length firmly. For a second he closed his eyes touching himself, tomb stroking precum over the head. He let out a shaky breath before he again focused on the loving couple cross the street.

They were making love, the man holding firmly on the Beauty's hips thrusting slowly, her hands between her legs and hips lifted. Her eyes opened and her head turned to the window, it looked like she was saying something, and her lover also turned his head against the window. A grin on his face, slowing down the pace on his thrusts like he is showing off. It was almost like they tried to communicate with him, make him part of their love life, wanting him to be in on their high. He put the binoculars down, sliding his shorts down letting his dick roam free. Still stroking it, faster and firmer than before, trying to set the same pace as the couple. He came almost at the same time as the Beauty pushed her head back in the pillow. The handsome man released all over her stomach. For a minute the peeper held his eyes closed before he again lifted his head and looked over to the bedroom in front of him. The couple now cleaning themselves before waving to the stunned man in his beanbag.

Him lifting a shy hand for a small wave back.