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Sight 
by deirdre 

*****

NOTE: We are not the authors of this story. "deirdre" was the enigmatic
queen of Usenet sex stories in the mid-1990s. She posted 156 stories in
just over two years, using an anonymous remailer and apparently *never*
corresponding with anyone (though she did give permission to repost her
stories to non-commercial sites). She was last heard from in late April
1996. We will finish reposting all 156 stories this month (hopefully)

While you're following the a.s.s.m. 10th Anniversary "deirdre-fest,"
enjoy! There's still time to contribute.

To contact us: h_jekyll2000@yahoo.com, or PleaseCain@aol.com. 

*****

Date: Sun, 19 Jun 1994 05:18:05 UTC 

Disclaimer: my stories are sex fantasies that sometimes include sexual
acts and situations that would be undesirable in real life. Do not read
this story if reading such things would offend you. Do not read this
story if you are less than 18 years of age.

Permission granted to archive, repost on the Internet, or publish in
low-cost CD-ROM archives of alt groups. Permission granted to publish
in anthologies of this type of material if attributed to deirdre and an
author's payment is sent to AIDS research in the name of deirdre.

Sight 
by deirdre

"Oh, yes! He's *definitely* sexy!" Marlene was talking about my
husband, Craig! I really don't know Marlene that well even though we're
next-door neighbors in the same apartment tower. I had seen her around
enough to say "hi", but we'd never had more that a few short
conversations in the corridor.

I hate to say I don't really think of my husband as being sexy, but I
think you know what I mean. We love each other and our sex is good,
but, well, I usually associate the word "sexy" with someone like
Patrick Swayze. I mulled over the concept of Craig being sexy and then
realized Marlene was watching me curiously. She seemed to want a verbal
response.

"Craig?" I'm not one of those people adept with the come-back,
especially when I'm a little embarrassed.

"Oh yes! I bet you two have a *great* time in *bed*!" This was
definitely a little more intimate than I was ready for. I felt my heart
beating in... panic. At least a little panic. I stared at Marlene and
wondered if she had designs on Craig. Marlene certainly was attractive.
Her most noticeable feature was her long, rich red hair, which didn't
reach her waist, but was close. She had light skin, with a few tiny
freckles, and had great features. Her body was slender, but her breasts
were definitely noticeable. She tended to dress a little like a sixties
hippie--colorful tops, jeans, casual and almost rumpled. Did she have
plans for Craig? Or did they have something going? If so, she wouldn't
be telling me like this. But, then again, Marlene seemed a little
strange. I wasn't sure.

"I'm sure you must find your own husband quite adequate." It just came
out: I didn't want to sound jealous. Sometimes I'm quiet when I want to
be talking, but still blurt out the *worst* things.

She giggled. "You mean my *boyfriend*" she corrected. I really hadn't
been certain if they were married or not. "Oh, he's quite fine as you
say," she said, still smiling. "I just was imagining your Craig driving
*you* wild, is all. Must be something to see." She was grinning at me!
Then her face settled into this sly smile, her eyes still locked on
mine. I couldn't hold her gaze and glanced down. I mumbled something
about having to go and she walked me to her door. She stood in the
doorway as I walked away and I couldn't help thinking she was watching
me.

I was so confused. Was she going to try and trap Craig? Would he go for
it? I know some guys have a weakness for red hair. Craig's never said
anything about that, but I wasn't certain. Were they already seeing
each other? Marlene seemed to have few inhibitions- -what would she be
like? What would they be like?

I had to get a grip on myself. I was letting my imagination get the
best of me. I sat in a chair in our living room, feeling weak as a
baby.

That afternoon I heard giggling outside. The balconies of our apartment
and Marlene's are adjacent and hers is easily visible from ours. I
looked out the window. She was on her balcony with her boyfriend! Her
boyfriend was laying on his back, his head towards me and Marlene was
straddling him! She was looking down at him and giggling. He was
dressed, but she had her jeans off--just panties and her top! She
leaned down and kissed him. His arms went around her neck.

Then she slipped out and started unbuttoning his shirt. Soon she had it
open. Then she ripped his teeshirt, leaving his chest exposed! She went
on, undressing him while he lay there. He helped by lifting his body a
bit once in a while. I watched, entranced. Yes, she got his underpants
off, revealing his cock! Soon she had him completely naked and she was
straddling him again. She rubbed his chest and fingered his nipples.
And she bent down and kissed him again.

Then she went back up to straddling him upright and started unbuttoning
her own shirt! She wasn't wearing a bra. Her breasts were absolutely
*perfect* looking--not too large, but well shaped and not sagging a
bit. Then she slipped out of her panties and they were both completely
nude. His hands went to her breasts and fingered her nipples. She
smiled down at him and pushed his hands back down. She reached behind
her own body, without looking--I was sure she had grabbed his cock. She
just kept smiling at him.

Then she raised her body up off him and I saw his cock standing
straight up. She positioned herself over it, and descended slowly,
guiding it with her hand. I think the guy wasn't looking at her
anymore, he was staring straight up into space. She raised herself
slowly until she was all the way off his cock, and then slid down on it
again! She did that a few more times. Then she started slowly moving up
and down, but not enough to pull all the way off--a slow rhythm.

She was looking right in my direction! I was sure she couldn't see me
for the glare on the glass. She smiled. She slowly increased the speed
of her rhythm, but continued to look right at me. I watched her lithe
body slide up and down, up and down. She arched her back a little and
put her hands behind her neck, thrusting her chest out more.

I was wet. I loosened my pants and slipped my fingers in. Her eyes
looked straight up and then she shut them, still moving up and down at
a moderate pace. Her eyes slowly opened her lids still half shut,
looking my way again. She had that sly smile of hers again. I couldn't
help myself. I pushed fingers inside myself, and drew them out, then
manipulated my clitoris in a frenzy. She giggled again, and then
laughed out loud, still speeding up. I came and came.

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