Everything started with me, boredom, and a hotel window.

When no one sees us, we can do and be whoever we want, and that's exactly what I did on a regular day when I was stuck in a hotel room waiting for the next work conference to start. I had a few hours to kill, and I decided to put on some chill-out music and bathe to prepare myself for what was to come.

My room was located on the 6th floor, and it had a tall window facing a jungle of buildings. (This is relevant, trust me) If you wanted to see what people were doing, you were able to do so. I was close enough to see some miserable people sitting in front of a computer doing exactly what I was supposed to do after my break. Others were looking out, lost in thought, probably imagining doing something more, putting some excitement in their life ...and that's when it hit me!

I opened the sheer curtains, and I started to take my clothes to the rhythm of the music. I didn't know if someone was looking at me, and that simple thought made my muscles contract in all the right places. I started with my blouse, then my pants. I danced as if the guy of my dreams was sitting in front of his desk in the building next door, and I was teasing him to the point he needed to cum on his desk. Or maybe it was the girl of my dreams, the one looking at me. A girl who saw me and didn't know she liked the nakedness of another woman until she laid eyes on me.

Since my bed was too far from the window and I wanted to be sure my hypothetical lover could see me, I took the love seat and placed it right in front of the big glass. I took my bra off, played with my pierced nipples, grabbed my tits hard just as I liked it, and slowly moved my hands to my pussy, enjoying every touch of my hands as if it was them, the ones looking at me. The pleasure I was feeling was delightful. My fantasy was becoming real. At least a part of it. I was teasing them enough with what I was doing that my pleasure was their pleasure.

I stood up, turned around, and bent over, and I took my panties off oh so very slowly with the music. Then I sat on the chair as if dancing on top of them. I was making a hell of a movie in my head, and I was so turned on by it that my pussy was aching to be fucked.

I wasn't able to keep dancing any longer, and my desire took over. I sat facing the window and started to rub my clit with one hand and fingering myself with the other. In and out slowly at first, and then faster as my body asks for it. I felt that rush to keep rubbing my pussy as fast as my hand could, my breathing turned louder and faster, moaning with each stroke until I couldn't hold it anymore, and I came loudly, squirting all over the place and feeling it in every inch of my body. I was done, but the thought of them cumming as well with me in their desks made me want more and more.
Licking my fingers, I enjoyed my own taste for a moment until my leg could carry me again. I walked towards the window with that "I just fucked" look, smiling to myself, thinking of what I just did. I closed the window using the sheer curtains and walked towards the bathtub to prepare myself for the rest of my day.