The Watcher (part 1)

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The Watcher (part 1)It was 2 days before Easter and the weather forecast was looking good. “We’ve both got a week with no work” said Karen, my wife. “Let’s go away for a few days. My sister’s caravan is free, I’ve already asked her”. Her sister Gail had bought a caravan on the East coast, but not in some noisy resort, it was a little inland from the sea. Although I don’t usually like caravans, and in the past had made excuses not to go, this time I decided on the easy way out and a quiet life. We arrived at lunch time the following day and the caravan was impressive having everything that was needed. The view out of one side was nothing but other caravans, while the view out of the other was of a hedge and then countryside. We explored the area and found the camp shop, clubhouse and several paths leading through the woods. The first night we got back from the clubhouse a little worse for wear, locked the door, closed the curtains and sat down with a large gin for Karen and a large whiskey for me. Karen finished her drink quickly, and snuggled up to me. Her hand slid up my leg and started to rub my hardening cock over my jeans. As she felt it grow she eased down my zip, pulled out my almost rock hard cock, and started to really stroke it. Then she leaned over and licked the end of it before letting it slide into her mouth. Soon her head was bobbing up and down while she was sucking, and my hips were moving up and down as well. I got to the stage that all men reach when they know that they are past the point of no return, and emptied my load into her willing mouth.As she looked up to let me know that she had swallowed it all I noticed a slight movement in the gap between the curtains on the “hedge side” of the caravan. I got up, moved to the curtains and looked out, in the darkness I could see the shape of a man about 20 yards away, walking beside the hedge. Someone had been watching us through the curtains. Th next morning I went out and walked round the back of the caravan. Sure enough there were marks on the wall to show that he’d batman escort not only been watching, but cumming as well.The idea of being watched was quite exciting, as I knew Karen was a good looking woman, and if someone got their rocks off watching her perform, well, no harm had been done.The thing that baffled me was that caravans are all around 2 feet from the floor so the “watcher” had to be very tall, or have a portable ladder in order to see us.The next night when we got back in I made sure that Karen could be seen through the gap but wouldn’t be able to see out. We kissed for a while, then I started to unbutton her blouse, till her bra covered 38 inch tits were on show. I lifted the bra to show our watcher (if he was there) her fabulous nipples which were getting very hard, and started to rub and squeeze them. After a while my hand moved down to pull her skirt up around her waist. She likes to wear a thong at night and the red lacy material hardly covered her pussy lips. I pulled it aside to show “Mr Watcher” her wet wet hole, and stroked it with my middle finger. As I was changing position I quickly glanced at the window and saw a face move away. He was there. To let him know I didn’t mind I told my wife to lay there and let me take a look at her and walked towards the window. She had her eyes closed and a smile on her face. ” You are so gorgeous and sexy” I said, opening the curtains a little more. I told my wife to open her legs wide for me, then walked over and slid two fingers all the way into her. I knew he had to be watching again so I moved to the side a little, giving him a better view of my fingers moving in and out. I was sure that he knew he was now watching with my permission. I withdrew my fingers and putting them in my mouth I let him see me tasting my wife’s juices. I told her to keep her eyes closed and imagine she was my prisoner. My left hand was caressing her breast and my right hand was like a piston, ramming in and out of her soaking wet cunt. She couldn’t take it any more and started thrusting towards escort batman my fingers as her orgasm took over her body, she was moaning “Oh God, make me cum, fuck me, finger me harder, I’m cumming, yessss, yessss” and she gripped my hand forcing it into her faster. I was so hard, knowing that she was having such a powerful orgasm, and that our watcher was probably having exactly the same thing. While she was coming down from cumming, I went and looked out of the window to see the man’s shape waking away into the distance. Then I noticed that he was walking with a slight limp. ” Right then”, I said to myself, “let’s see if I can find who you are”The next day I told Karen I was going for a walk before went to the shops. I walked around the camp for about half an hour, before I finally saw a man walking with a slight limp. He looked to be in his 70’s, slightly balding, well dressed and on his own. I followed him to the clubhouse then when he bought a coffee and sat down, I did the same sitting close by. I knew he was the watcher, because every time I looked at him he looked away, embarrassed. I leaned over and said, “did you enjoy the view last night ?” He stuttered and stammered, not knowing what to say, so I said ” I don’t really mind, she’s got a fantastic body hasn’t she”? He suddenly became very apologetic saying he was a widower, having lost his wife 8 years ago, and was there on his own, didn’t mean any harm, would never do it again. He was starting to get upset and I felt a little sorry for him. I asked him how he could see through a window that was 2 feet higher than his head and he said that he had a folding chair hidden in the hedge. “Look” I said, “nobody’s been hurt or upset, you like to watch my wife, and I like to show her off”. As I walked away I whispered, ” I think I may decide to fuck her tonight”.That night folowed a similar pattern to the previous one. We had a couple of drinks then got down to some groping and feeling. A couple of glances to the window let me know that he was watching, although he didn’t batman escort bayan look away this time. After taking off Karen’s blouse and bra, so that he could see her gorgeous tits I aske her if she wanted to fuck, knowing that her answer would be “yes”. I told her that I wanted to fuck her doggy style so she got onto her hands and knees. ” OK,” I thought to myself, “it’s showtime” I unzipped her skirt, slipped it down her legs and took it off. The thong slowly followed and I was revealing both my wife’s fuck holes to the watcher. I fingered both holes to let him see just how wet she was getting. I whispered to my wife ” Just keep yourself wet for me babe, while I get undressed” I saw her hand move under her body and watched as she began to stroke and finger herself. “Oh shit” I thogught suddenly, “I hope he doesn’t have a heart attack and drop dead”. I looked towards the window and saw the top half of his head and two very wide eyes watching my wife getting herself ready to be fucked. When I was naked I moved slowly towards Karen, stroking my very hard cock. My fingers replaced hers and I opened her cunt lips to show him where I was going to put my cock. As it slid in I was sure I heard a groan from outside, matching the one coming from Karen inside. I started to fuck her slowly then got faster. Now and again I pulled my cock all the way out so that he could see how wet she was, then pushed it quickly all the way in again. I could tell Karen was going to cum so I started to really bang her wet cunt, making her moan, swear, tell me to fuck her harder and not to stop. She had an explosive orgasm, and just as she was coming back down I pulled my cock out so he could see me emptying my balls all over her. By the time we had both recovered and I had got to the window, Mr Watcher had gone, or, as I decided, had cum and gone. The next morning he was in the clubhouse with a coffee again. So I sat nearby. “OK?” I said. He smiled and said “that was absolutely fantastic, thank you so much. Are you here all week ?” I told him we were only staying 2 more days, and he said “oh dear, that’s a shame”. I looked at him, and an idea came into my head. “I may have got a good idea how you can get up close and personal to her” I said. “Very close and very personal”.(more to come)

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