Sharing a View

I was staying in a high rise hotel, 35th floor I believe, on a business trip.  This room had a great view of most of the city and had other high rise hotels just across the streets.  This always allowed me to view what other people are doing, if they left their windows uncovered.  As I sat out and viewed life going on, I noticed a light go on in a room about the same level as mine, right across the street.  I could see shadows moving about, then a beautiful woman come to the window.  She was gorgeous, wearing a nice black dress and enjoying the view.  As I looked at her, I noticed her look up at me, with a smile and a wave.  Just then I saw arms wrap around her waste and move up to her breasts, giving them a squeeze.  I thought this might be interesting, so I adjusted my chair, and thought I might take off my boxers as I sat on the balcony of my room.   They turned on their lights and I could see their bed in the left center of the window.  I could see clothes being laid on the bed, as if they were casually undressing.  I saw the beautiful woman move to her side of the bed and pull down the covers, exposing the hotel white sheets and pillows.  Her back was to me, her perfect ass bending over the best to adjust the covers.  She then turned and sat down on her side of the bed, now showing me the front side of her body, her perfect breasts and nicely shaven pussy in full view as she took off her jewelry.  I could also see the man who belonged to the arms and hands which had just hugged her and squeezed those breasts, adjusting his side the bed, sporting a nice semi-hard cock.  Again, as she sat there, I could see her look up at me, looking at her, as I was now sporting a nice hard-on.  She simply smiled and laid back on her pillow, leaving the light on. I noticed her male companion, joining her in bed, on his pillow.  They must have been watching TV.  Both naked.  His hand moved over to her thigh, just below her pussy, exactly where my hand would have gone.  She reached over and placed her hand on his stomach, just above his growing cock, moving up and down in a petting motion.  Who would make the first move?  Him to her pussy, or her to his cock? She won, moving her hand down to his hard cock, moving over the bottom side down to his balls.  He was now rock hard, as was I.  My hand was moving as her hand moved, slowly up and down.  Now she wrapped her hand around his cock, which looked rather large, and started stroking him.  I was sitting on a chair, on my balcony, stroking my cock, watching a hot couple getting ready to have sex.  How hot was this? He rolled over and kissed her breasts and moved down to her pussy.  Her legs came up, giving him access.  I could see her breathing pick up.  I also saw her look up at me again, as I was stroking my cock.  She knew I was watching her. I knew she was watching me.  This was so cool.  He came back up for air, moving back to her breasts and up to her mouth, kissing her.  I was trying to hold on as long as I could without coming,  I was stroking and starting to lose it.  Just about that time, I shot my load.  One big stream hitting the balcony railing bar and heading over the edge, 35 stories down.  The next shot hit the floor and then I milked the rest.  I hope she saw me, I think she did.   I gathered myself and noticed they had rolled over and now she was sucking his cock, with how ass straight at me in the window.  She was bobbing up and down, up and down, spreading he legs and exposing her pussy.  What a view I had.  This immediately got me hard again, even as my first come was still rolling down over the shaft of my cock.  Nice lubrication and I started stoking again.  She then climbed on top of him, guiding his cock into her wet pussy, sitting straight up as she guided it in.  She was rocking, back and forth, then leaned forward to kiss him and put her head on his chest.  At that point, he started moving rapidly in and out of her, her eyes closed as he pounded her.  She rolled off of him and got on her knees, facing me again, as he entered her from behind.  She was looking out of her window, right at me again, across the narrow street watching her get fucked.  I was looking at her, moving my hand up and down my shaft again, trying to stay in rhythm to his cock movements.  She smiled and was enjoying this process. I could see him picking up the pace, pounding her from behind, as she continued to watch me masturbate to her having sex.  I could see him stop his movements, his face doing what a guys face does when he cums, pumping his cum into her body.  Just at that time, I let go again, leaning back in my chair, cuming for the second time.  This time, more intense than the first, but not as much cum.  She was smiling again, looking at me, as he fell forward onto her back.  As he fell off of her back, onto the bed, she stood up on her knees, again showing her great body to me and and gave me a slight wave.  I waved back.  She got up and closed her curtain, giving me one more smile.  What a show we put on for each other, never to see each other again.   I went inside, took a shower and masturbated again to what I had just watched.  How lucky was I to be able to watch a couple have great sex, at the same time being watched whacking myself to two orgasms.  Off to bed I went with great dreams. Believe it or not, I woke up the next morning, took my shower and before I got dressed for meetings, walked out on the balcony in my boxers.  Her window was open and they were at it again.  She was on top of him, facing his feet and the window, hands on his ankles, moving forward and back.  I immediately got hard and my cock popped through my boxers.  I grabbed on, but knew I couldn't watch this masterpiece.  She saw me again, in the daylight and smiled.  I moving my hand back and forth on my hard cock, stopped and waved at her saying thank you for the show.  I had to get dressed and on the road for a meeting.   This memory often provides me with the visual as I masturbate on the road, in bed or in the shower.  How luck was I?