Page 109 of GAF Factor

“Look at the way she moves. It’s amazing,” Jane said in awe.

“I know. I can’t believe she’s that flexible. I would pull a hamstring.”

Jane snorted. “That’s not all I would pull. Do you think we should be taking notes?”

“On what?”

“Position.” She cocked her head to the left and I followed suit as the couple shifted. “Man, they can really go on and on and on.”

“Forever,” I muttered. “He’s gotta be using lube. What woman would still be wet after being fucked that hard for that long?”

“Definitely lube. Unless…”

“Unless what?” I asked, my eyes still locked on the couple.

“Do you think they know we’re watching?”

My head whipped to face her. “What?”

“Maybe they know and they like it,” she grinned. “Maybe that’s why they keep switching positions. They could be giving us a show.”

My nose wrinkled at the thought. Yes, technically, I was out here watching them, but knowing they were watching us watch them gave me the willies. “That’s just gross.”

“Oh, so it’s gross for them to watch us, but not for us to watch them?”

“We didn’t know until a minute ago that they knew we were watching them. But now we know that they know we’re watching and it’s weird.”

“Well, I’m glad that’s all it takes,” she retorted. “So, tell me this. If they didn’t know we were watching and we invited IKE and IRIS over to watch with us, would that be weird?”

“Yes!”

“Why?”

“Because then we’d be inviting them for a show. And what if they started…you know.”

“No, I don’t know,” she smirked.

I rolled my eyes, cursing her that she was going to make me say it. “What if they started getting excited?”

“Ah, and they wanted to join in the fun,” she nodded. “Yeah, that could happen.”

“And then it would be weird. It’d be like having a sex den. Out in the open,” I said, suddenly realizing that we were staring through a window outside where anyone could walk past and see us. God, we were so perverted. “We should go.”

“Yeah, definitely. We should.” She pursed her lips as her eyes flicked to the window again.

“You want to look one more time, don’t you?”

“You do, too,” she said accusingly.

I narrowed my eyes at her, knowing I was going to pay for this at a later date. “One more time, and then we swear to never look again.”

“Ever,” she nodded, holding out her pinkie.

I took it and we pinkie swore on it for good measure. I raised up on my tiptoes and peeked in the window again, but no one was there. Sighing, I slumped down.

“Well, that was disappointing.”

“Yeah, we should probably go before they come out and catch us hanging around outside. That might be a little weird.”

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