Tag Archives: Voyeurism
Roadside Attention — Scarlett Knight
The radio station had long-since gone out of range, classic rock music reduced to bursts of guitar riffs interrupted by long periods of static. From the front passenger seat, Marcy turned the noise off. Adam’s silver sedan had seen better days, the antennae having been ripped off by one of the kids in his apartment [...]
Tunnel Vision — P.J. Rosier
All day I could hardly contain myself. Every time the thought of our forthcoming love-making that evening popped up in my mind, I felt that little stir of pleasure in my groin and I immediately grew hard and wet – or harder and wetter, maybe I should say. By six pm it was lucky that [...]
Venus on the Half Shell — Rusk
The boy across the street watches me in the morning. I can see him from my bathroom window, standing in his bedroom with binoculars pressed to his eyes. I leave the shade up, turn on the light, and let him watch me as I run my hands slowly down my torso, moving them over and [...]
Showstopper — Jeremy Edwards
“I want to tap dance naked for you,” said Melinda. “Yes! I feel the same way,” I reciprocated with zest. I thought she was articulating a creative metaphor, one whose whimsy evoked the euphoria of erotic love. “No, I really do.” Melinda, it turned out, had taken tap lessons before we’d met, and she’d been [...]
Old Joke — Roger Tedman
I took a sip of my beer, put the glass on the table, and settled back in the sunshine. From behind my dark glasses, I looked out across the square at the people there, mainly at cyclists, and especially at the female cyclists. I love Flanders. Good beer, pretty girls, and today, the sun was [...]
Two Girls Kissing — Giselle Renarde
So, I’m sitting by the window, gazing out at the park across the street, and what priceless display of wanton lust catches my eye? Two girls kissing. Two girls kissing…oh my GOD, it’s two girls kissing. Am I seeing this right? Is it wishful thinking? Nope, it’s real. They’re young and pretty, wearing short shorts [...]
The Happy Accident — Anna Austen Leigh