20 years ago when we were first married, I was 40 and my wife was 30, we used to live in a ground floor flat in south London, and out side our bedroom window was a darkened quiet pathway to all the back doors.

One summer night we were having a fuck and my wife said she heard a noise from outside the open window, I told my wife to finger her pussy while I checked it out. I went into the next room and without turning on the light I peered through a gap in the curtains I saw one of the neighbours standing there having a quiet cigarette and watching through the window

I went back into the bedroom to see my wife facing the window fingering her pussy, I told her what I saw and this time we started fucking making sure he could see everything from the open window.after we finished, we went outside and under the window and on the wall was a spray of spunk.

3 or 4 times a week this would happen and everytime we had a fuck it was always facing the window so he could see my prick going into her pussy and he could see my spunk in her, and everytime there was more spunk on the wall

He wasn't good looking and was short, we think he was foreign, he had a wife and child, but would always come out for a cigarette and to watch us, we left a photo of my wife on the windowsill which he took, we even started to leave our back door open and spoke of him coming in to share and to fuck her, but everytime I would go to invite him in he would run away, my wife would even stand by the back door naked and wanking, but it never happened, when we moved away the wall was covered in over a years worth of spunk stains, but sadly he never fucked my wife though we both wanted him to and used to think all that spunk could have been in her..