College Town: Somebody's Watching Me Part 2

A few weeks later, an event happened that cemented my love of being watched. I was at a party with some friends. There, in tight jeans & white t shirt was a fine Latina lady. We got to talking, one thing lead to another, next thing you know we're making out, & decided to head back to my apartment.
The air was hot that night so I had the windows open from earlier & the curtains drawn back. I made out with the Latina, then I proceeded to the bedroom while she used the bathroom to freshen up. While she was there, I lit all the candles on my chest of drawers & put Barry White's Greatest Hits into the cd player (cliche I know but it works). While I was lighting the candles, I took a quick glance out the window. No lights were on next door. It was 2 in the morning so I figured the wife was probably asleep since I know her husband was supervising the third shift that night. Plus, her window was down.
The Latina came out of the bathroom with only her panties on. She looked so good, so delicious. We started making love in a few positions, grunting, moaning, screaming, making a lot of noise. Somewhere in the midst, I put her on her back, put myself inside her, & started doing her missionary style.
I looked around for a second while I started fucking her. Wow, the room is really bright with all the candles lit. It actually looks brighter than when I put on my room light. Then, out of the corner of my eye, I noticed something else. The light to the wife's bedroom was on.
She was standing next to her window watching me. I don't know how long she was there but we must have awoken her. The next thing I noticed was that she was naked & pleasuring herself while her eyes were closed. Her body was amazing. It was toned & her breasts had large red nipples, that she was pinching with her left hand while her right hand was exploring her wetness. She was so into it that she didn't even notice me noticing her.
I was mesmerized. She was more beautiful than I had originally thought. I found myself fucking the Latina harder. The Latina was positioned so that she couldn't see the mirror & didn't know that someone was next door watching. I continued fucking the Latina harder while watching the wife. Then, it happened. The wife opened her eyes while in the middle of pleasuring herself & saw that I was now watching her just like she was watching me. Our eyes locked.
For a split second, I thought one of us would be embarrassed & look away. I figured that at the very least, she'd put down her window & pull down the shade. Instead, we just stared at each other. She continued to pleasure herself. I continued fucking the Latina. I started really going at the Latina's wet pussy. It was pretty tight to begin with but now, I really wanted to work it. I wanted to show the wife what she wanted to see; all the while, staring at each other. It was wild. It was like I was fucking two women at the same time. My body was fucking the Latina but my eyes were fucking the wife.
The Latina's screams were getting louder & her body tensed as she came. I wasn't there yet & judging by her look, neither was the wife. I pulled out of the Latina & kneeled down on the bed. Positioning myself sideways, so that the wife could see but the Latina couldn't see her, I told the Latina to get on all fours & blow me until I came. Her blowjob was amazing. She deep throated my cock & sucked on the head so hard, while her hands played with my balls. All the while, though, I'm still staring at the wife making herself cum. We never lost eye contact.
After a few minutes, I saw the wife's eyes closed, her mouth widen in a moan formation, & her body tense & loosen while she erupted in orgasmic pleasure. I was so turned on that I looked down at the Latina & emptied a creamy load into the Latina's mouth. As I came down from my rush, I looked over. The wife had disappeared again & her light was off.
I continued fucking the Latina for the rest of the evening until about noon that next morning. I still wondered if the wife saw any more that night. I just know that after that night, I was never the same. A whole new world had opened up to me. I was addicted to the thrill of being watched.