Wife and I in a Hotel

Those of you who have seen my previous posts know that my wife Mabel isn’t into straight sex. But she does like to help me while I masturbate. This story is about one of those times.   Mabel typically strips naked to to her panties and licks my nipples while I stroke. Often she puts her nipple near my mouth so I can lick and suck her while she does me. We call this a nipple 69, and it’s heavenly. Sometimes she goes as far as to tell me stories to help me get close faster.   Last weekend we took a short trip to a big city and stayed in a hotel downtown. Our room had a view of another building. Mabel decided to use this to her advantage.   “Take off your clothes,” she said late one afternoon.    “But aren’t you going to close the drapes first?” I asked. “It looks like there are people working late across the street.”    “That’s the idea, silly,” she replied. “But if it makes you feel better, I can cover your face so no one actually sees you.” As if that would help, I thought. They’re going to see everything else.   “Go ahead. Strip and get on the bed. But leave your shirt around your neck; I’ll use that.”   I did as I was told (I usually do) and got naked. Once I lay down, Mabel pulled some of the shirt up from around my neck and covered my face. Then she began to lick my nipples. “Start stroking,” she commanded. “The show is about to start.”   “Ooh, looks like we’re attracting an audience,” she whispered after a few minutes. “I’ll turn on more lights.” With that the licking stopped and I heard the click of the bedside reading lights coming on. I instinctively froze. “Don’t stop,” she said. “This is just getting good.”   With the shirt covering my face, I had no idea if there were in fact people watching from across the street. My mind raced, and I pictured dozens of tired office workers taking a break to observe.   “There’s a guy in an office by himself with his door closed, watching. I gave him a little wave, and he waved back. Oops, he just undid his belt. His pants are now around his ankles, and he’s stroking, too!” Mabel said, still licking my nipples, faster now.    It was all too much. “I’m going to cum,” I said, and let it fly. Several hot ropes shot up my body with the first two smacking the head board beside my head. The next blob landed on the shirt covering my face, the smell of fresh cum instantly in my nostrils. The rest landed harmlessly on my stomach.   Once I finished, I pulled the shirt from my face and looked at the window. The drapes were closed. Mabel had played a trick on me, quietly closing the drapes while I was unable to see, but it worked. The idea of being watched my strangers was intense, and I admit I enjoyed it way too much.