Female Voyeurs

Mine have been pretty generic; topless beaches, down blouse views, several times I’ve seen a couple having sex in their cars. Skinny dipping with friends. A few couples at the beach getting friskier than normal. But Never my cute married neighbor naked walking around her house.
 
Does it only counts if the other person doesn't realize they are being watched?
I think that's the real definition, I remember getting ridiculously turned on by @BongoGal's experience because of how true to the definition it was (that, and I like everything she posts 😋)
 
Imagine some contrived situation in which someone is obliged to be a voyeur. The watcher sits in a comfortable chair behind a two-way mirror and looks upon the bedroom of a fit and attractive young married couple. The watcher is somehow obligated to watch (no walking away, no closing of eyes) the couple who has no idea they are being watched. The couple gets naked and they engage in foreplay and sex acts that result in orgasms for both of them. The watcher sees and hears everything. The watcher might find this enjoyable or the watcher might feel deeply embarrassed or guilty or whatever else. But could anyone in the role of the watcher not become sexually aroused by this? If the watcher observed the couple fully-dressed and doing something boring like putting together some Ikea furniture, he or she might yawn after a short while. But watching a sexy couple doing sexy things that result in orgasms? Could anyone not get turned on?
This has already been written in about 1909. The novel is called "Hell" and it was written by Henri Barbusse.
 
I once worked in a small office with an empty basement where the only toilet was. I discovered that the strip of wood between the door and the door frame was loose and afforded a direct head-on view of the toilet seat. Several times I watched the girl I worked with masturbate on that toilet. She didn't always, of course. The tip-off was that once she got done, if she put the toilet seat down and sat on it, a good jilling was about to commence.
 
I grew up in kind of a rural area. There was space between the houses, and we had very large yards. It was my job to cut the grass. One hot summer day when I was 18, I was pushing the lawnmower in the front yard wearing just a speedo swimsuit and sneakers (working on my tan) when a car drove by, hit the brakes, did a U-turn, and pulled into our driveway. Turns out it was my uncle's ex-wife. They had been divorced for about 5 years at that point, and I had not see her since a year or two prior to the divorce. Well, she pulls into the driveway, rolls down her window, and called me over to her. I did not recognize her at first--it had been over 5 years since I last saw her. I always thought she was a bitch, and so I was not eager to speak with her. She just made small talk, asking about my parents, how my summer was going, and other nonsense. I felt her eyes all over me, and my bulge started to bulge. I was not built like a body builder, but I was in great shape at the time and her eyes were all over my chest, arms, thighs and mainly my crotch. This conversation went on for about 15 minutes, and the entire time I was worried my cock would peek up over the top of my speedo. She probably would have known before me, because my crotch was at her eye level and she was staring right at it. I didn't realize until a few years later that I probably could have fucked her right there, but 18 year old me did not know what to do about a woman twice my age hitting on me. If only I knew then what I know now. She was definitely a voyeur, but more than that, I believe she was a voyeur with a purpose.
 
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Ah, I like those memories of lost opportunities, makes good material now as in my mind things actually happened, very nice images to think about.
 
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