Business Trip - Part 1

Monday

What a day it had been! After more than fifteen hours of travel, I was finally in my hotel room at 5:05.

After a half day of work yesterday, I left Tokyo airport at 4:45 pm.

Arrival in Denver had been just over an hour late at 3:50 pm. Unlike other travellers, I cannot sleep on an airplane, even in business class.

When I finally was able to retrieve my bags, I had then endured the 45-minute trip to my hotel. Being able to use a private limousine service made the trip, after my exhausting flight, somewhat endurable.

My room, thankfully, was the standard layout of a chain that I had stayed in many times. The mental comfort offered by such a layout makes business travel somewhat bearable. At least, regardless of where I was in the world, I had an anchor point.

Unpacking my bag, I had a feeling that someone was watching me.

I was blessed with a sixth sense that tells me when I am being watched. It had served me well as a child, as I never took part in anything I wasn’t supposed to be doing when I thought that I was being watched. My siblings and friends, however, always seemed to be caught.

As the sense of being watched would not subside, I took my tablet to the window and pretended to text while I scanned the building across from me.

‘Boy, that building is close. It can’t be more than thirty feet away.’

A quick scan revealed nothing in any of the lit windows. Another, much slower, scan still revealed nothing. Finally, figuring it had to be someone in one of the unlit windows, I examined each window more carefully.

The sixth window, one floor up and almost directly across from me, yielded a result. I caught a glint of a reflection in a dark window.

‘There they are! Why are they in the dark? Is it a man or a woman?’

A movement drew my eyes to the window to the left of that one. A young woman was walking in the room while another woman was sitting in a chair.

The walking woman disappeared into a wall. As she did, a light appeared behind the person in the darkened room.

Then a light went on in the darkened room, and the woman entered. With the light on, I saw a man watching me through binoculars.

I watched the ensuing discussion with amusement, figuring the man had been caught and was trying to defend himself. He constantly looked back and forth between the woman and the window while gesturing madly.

Watching their discussion made me smile.

‘She’s probably admonishing him for being a peeping Tom. Maybe I should strip and give him some justification for what he’s doing.’

I quickly put down the tablet and, undoing my belt, took off my pants. I then unbuttoned and took off my shirt. I was left wearing just my briefs and socks.

I walked around like that for several minutes until I saw the woman do a double take as she saw me.

‘What’s she going to do?’

Her left hand went to her mouth as she pointed at me with the other.

The man turned. When he saw me, his mouth opened wide.

They both stared at me for a moment before the man turned away and seemed to say something.

I saw the second woman get up.

Shortly afterwards, she was at the window too.

As they were looking at me, they were talking excitedly and pointing.

Having caught their attention, with my back turned to them, I pushed down my briefs to be naked – other than my socks.

Picking up my tablet, I turned to give them a look. Their animation became more intense as they saw me fully naked.

I let them look at me for a few minutes. Feeling myself beginning to thicken, I turned and went into the bathroom.

Waiting a minute, I slowly crawled and shimmied back to where I could see them.

They continued to talk and gesture excitedly for several minutes before the two women left the man at the window. He turned out the light but seemed to stay in the room.

‘The pervert is back to being a peeping Tom.’

After waiting for the time it would have taken for a quick shower, I came back into the hotel room.

As I did, the two women jumped up and went onto their balcony to look at me.

‘Nice. He has told the two women that I’m back. They’re all interested in seeing me naked.’

I pretended to dry myself off. I took a lot of time with my back, making sure my penis swayed as I did.

Having a dinner meeting with my boss at 6:30, I let them watch as I got dressed.

Getting back at 11:30, I came into my room without turning on any lights. Scanning the building across from mine, I saw that all the windows were dark.

With an 8:30 start the next day, I quickly undressed, did my nightly toiletry routine, and got into bed. Thank goodness I was exhausted as, rather than midnight, my body thought it was only 1:00 pm.

Tuesday

The next day I awoke to a wake-up call at 7:00 am. After a quick shower, I got dressed and left for the office.

After a long day in the office, and another dinner meeting with my boss, I returned to my hotel room just after 9:00.

Looking through the curtains, I saw most of the windows were dark. The few illuminated windows all had their curtains drawn.

After scanning the building for about ten minutes, my eyes were drawn to a window directly across from mine as a light came on.

A young woman dressed in pale pink nursing scrubs came into view. After a big stretch, she stripped off her scrubs to be only in a white bra and panties.

‘My goodness! This is interesting.’

As I watched, she went to a closet, pulled out a red terrycloth robe, and put it on.

‘This might be an opportunity.’

Seeing her turn her back to me as she went to her refrigerator, I slowly opened the curtains across my windows.

She pulled out a beer and popped the tab. After taking a swig, she opened the door to her balcony and stepped out.

Sitting in a chair, she put her feet on the railing and took another sip of beer.

When she looked away, I turned on the light and pretended to walk into the room. I turned on the television. As I pretended to channel surf, I watched her.

When I thought she was looking, I started to unbutton my shirt. Seeing that she hadn’t noticed me, I stood, with my bare torso visible through my unbuttoned shirt, watching the television and her.

After about ten minutes, when she seemed to be looking at me, I opened my shirt with a flourish and took it off. As I did, her feet dropped off the railing.

‘She’s seen me!’

I undid my belt and dropped my pants. As I picked them up from the floor, I saw her standing at the railing.

‘Well, well. She's interested. Let’s give her the full show.’

With a deep breath, I hooked my thumbs into the waistband of my briefs and pushed them down.

I picked them up from the floor and saw that she was still watching. Better yet, she had taken out her phone.

A moment later, I saw several bright flashes out of the corner of my eye.

‘She’s taken pictures. She will be able to remember what she’s seen with those mementos.’

I walked around the room for about ten minutes. As I did, I noticed several more flashes.

Seeing that it was just after 10:00, I went into the bathroom to do my nightly toiletries.

Coming back into the main room, I saw that she had returned to her seat. From the glow on her face, I figured that she was looking at her phone.

‘She’s probably looking at the pictures she took of me. I hope she got some good ones.’

I crawled into bed and turned out the light.

Wednesday

After my next day in the office, I was finally making sense of things. As a result, after grabbing a quick meal, I was back in my hotel room just after 7:30.

Like previous nights, I didn’t turn on any lights.

Looking through the curtains, I saw several windows were bright. Unfortunately, they all had their curtains drawn.

As I didn’t have to be careful, I quickly opened the curtains.

After stripping off my work clothes, I grabbed a towel from the bathroom.

It was pleasant waiting in the dark. It was the first time since I had left Tokyo that my mind wasn’t thinking about work.

‘I’ll give it until 8:15 or so to see if there are any opportunities.’

I slowly scanned the building across from me, looking at the lit windows. While there were quite a few of them, they all still had their curtains drawn.

Glancing at the clock, I saw that it was just after 8:15.

Maybe I should call it a night. I’ll make one more scan and then close it up.

As I scanned the windows, I saw the curtains in the room beside the nurse’s room open.

I did a double take as I saw the woman.

‘That is my dad’s sister Grace. It can’t be. She lives in Oakland. It sure looks like her, though.’

She had the same glasses and wore her grey hair in a shoulder-length ponytail. She was even wearing a pink housecoat that looked the same as the one I’d seen my aunt wearing when she had last visited us.

I had always thought, even though she was almost thirty years older than me, that she looked good. She celebrated her fortieth birthday on a family trip to Old Orchard Beach in Maine ten years ago. As a sixteen-year-old boy, I had watched the heads of even young guys turn when she walked by them at the beach.

She slid the door open and started onto her balcony. Before she was out, she stopped and went back in.

Recognizing an opportunity, I picked up the towel and, turning on the light, went to the bathroom door to wait for her to return.

A minute later, in the small travel mirror I had set up to watch out the window from inside the bathroom, I saw her step out onto her balcony. As she did, I saw her light a cigarette.

‘She will be outside for a few minutes with that cigarette.’

When she reached the railing, she looked from side to side and up and down.

With her attention captured by something to her right, I stepped out of the bathroom. Rubbing my head with the towel, I walked towards the window.

Continuing to rub my hair, I waited for her to notice me.

After what seemed like an eternity, but was probably less than a minute, she returned to looking around.

I watched as her head slowly moved past me and then snapped back when she saw me.

‘She’s seen me. What’s she going to do?’

She continued to take drags on her cigarette as she stared at me.

‘She wants to see me.’

I switched from rubbing my hair to the rest of my body. I took additional time rubbing my back, making my cock sway back and forth.

As I was drying myself, I saw her start another cigarette.

‘She’s hooked. What else can I do?’

I walked around my room before picking up the television remote.

I stood in partial profile channel surfing. From her vantage point, she could see me and the television screen. As I surfed, I saw her light a third cigarette.

I kept surfing until I came to the Sports Illustrated Swimsuit Special.

‘Mmmmmm. I love those swimsuits. They look so good on those models.’

I forgot about the woman watching me until, out of the corner of my eye, I saw a flash.

‘Is she taking pictures? I didn’t think people of her age were that into their smartphones. Good for her!’

As I continued pretending to watch the television, I counted four more flashes.

In the bottom corner of the screen, I noticed that the words Viewer Warning: Nudity Possible had started flashing.

‘Oh my. I wonder why that is flashing.’

Then I saw why. The next segment showed a model having her swimsuit painted on her naked body.

‘Oh my. That’s why there was a warning.’

As I watched the model being painted, I felt a tingling in my groin.

‘Oh no. What will she think if I get hard? Especially since it is right after the flash on her phone went off? I want her to think that she’s accidentally seeing me.’

‘She shouldn’t suspect anything if she sees what I’m watching.’

With that, I let nature take its course.

Continued in Part 2.....