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Jaime the Voyeur
Jaime was a pretty easy going gal of 32 with medium length dirty blonde hair, blue eyes and a rather athletic build from her years of not wanting to drive and just bicycling everywhere. She lived in a small city that reminded her of Boston with the old granite buildings, classic cinema with the neon marquee advertising the newest double feature. Tonight, as she went past, she saw that there was a double feature that piqued her interest; Spectre and The Spy Who Loved Me. Her dad was a huge James Bond fan and in turn made Jaime a stickler for Sean Connery as 007.
‘What the hell? Why not? I’ve got 10 bucks to burn,’ she thought. She locked up her bike on the rack outside, got her ticket and 3 dollar bucket of popcorn. As she walked into the theatre, she noticed many couples already canoodling. She took her spot a little more towards the middle and smiled at the couple who turned to look at her two rows in front.
As the classic camera lens closed down on Bond, and the movie started, she noticed there was only one head sitting those two rows In front of her. His head went back and Jaime noticed the silhouette of his face and his mouth open slightly. She found herself more interested in watching the couple’s interactions more than the movie. She also started to feel that certain tingling sensation between her legs. She found her hand sneaking its way down the front of her pants and checking. Oh yeah, she was turned on.
When the other head finally popped back up, Jaime could just faintly make out a look of satisfaction on the girl’s face. The extra show was over and everybody was watching the movie now. Jaime then was able to pay full attention to the delicious new James Bond. She felt like she might have to have her own play time when she got home.
As people were milling out of the 25% filled theatre, Jaime noticed the naughty couple and gave them a sly smile. She decided to use the ladies’ room before hopping into her bike for the 5 block ride. While she sat in the stall, she heard the door open and feet shuffling into a stall and then started to hear heavy breathing and little moans.
“Is she here still?” Jaime heard.
“I don’t know. She was cute wasn’t she? Would you fuck her?”
Jaime’s eyes raised in curiosity and decided not quite yet to pull her pants up. She started to finger the beginning stages of a moist pussy.
“Oh yeah, I want her to hear you make me cum.”
Jaime could hear skin slapping skin and ever increasing rhythm. Her finger matched it on her own clit and then dove her middle finger in to find the sweet spot. Just as she started her come hither inside her and feel the start of sweet release, she heard her pseudo partner squeak and moan quietly as she found hers. Jaime was so turned on by this seemingly random act of voyeurism she was able to quietly find that release as well. She heard the stall open and they cleaned up and left. Jaime pulled her pants up and quietly opened the stall door to make sure they really did leave. She washed up and left the theatre for home.
After finishing up a cup of soup and chilling with her pj’s, she got to thinking. How random was that? That was so hot. I really enjoyed watching them and hearing them. I suppose maybe I should watch porn. What’s the big deal? Why didn’t I think of this earlier? She pulled up her laptop, fired it up and decided to go down the rabbit hole.