I was thirsty… I wanted a soda…
So, off I went to our dorm lobby to grab a Wild Cherry Pepsi. It was cool out and I was walking slowly… enjoying the night air.
Our dorms face outside, and everyone has a little window next to their front door. No one ever seems to leave their window open, so it struck me as odd that the guy three doors down from me had his blinds pulled up and his window open a bit. Guess he was enjoying the night air too… or so I thought.
As I walked by his open window, my voyeuristic tendencies got the best of me and I peeked in. “Isn’t that sweet?” I thought, “His girlfriend is laying against his leg as he’s sitting in his chair. They look peaceful.”
Thinking nothing more of it than that, I continued on and got my soda. As I was walking back to my room though… I couldn’t help but glance in his window again… darn my voyeuristic nature.
“Holy crap! Did I see what I think I just saw?!”
I did a triple take… then backed up slowly and peered in. Sure enough… there was this guy… bare ass naked. And his girlfriend was giving him probably the loudest, most enthusiastic blow-job I’ve ever seen. I could hear the smack of her lips. And she wasn’t being nice to Mr. Penis either. She was doing that Jello-Neck Head-Bob thing at 100mph. It also didn’t help that she had her top off and her breasts were flopping around like Roger Ebert having a grand mal seizure.
But I digress… I finally managed to avert my eyes from the spectacle at hand and continued on my way to my room. “I guess they don’t mind that anyone can see them…” I thought. Then, realizing that maybe they didn’t mean to leave the window open, I did what I think was the humantarian thing and returned to his door. Keeping my eyes down and my hands at my sides, I knocked. The shuffling ensued… followed by a grunt and a “What?!”
“Did you know your window was open?” I said.
“Huh?” came the reply as he opened the door with a towel around his waist.
I looked down. “Your window… it’s open. People can see inside. Did you know?”
He turned every shade of red possible. “I do now… OH MY GOD!” He hastily closed the window and the blinds. His girlfriend, hiding behind the door, went what we professionals like to call, “ape-shit”.
“Thank you so much!” he said looking around outside to see how many might’ve seen them and extending his hand.
Needless to say, I wasn’t feeling in a very “hand-shakey” mood… not with him anyway. “That’s okay…” I said holding up my hands and continuing to look down, “You guys just enjoy the rest of your night.”
He closed his door, and proceeded to have a very loud fight with his girlfriend. I returned to my room… pondering whether or not I had done the right thing. Was it noble of me to interupt their pleasure to point out that they were putting on quite a show for everyone else? Or should I have left well enough alone? Should I have let them continue… probably never to be the wiser?
These questions… and the image and sound of her fellating him… are permanently burned into my brain at the moment. Still, it was an odd sight.

