Cousin's Wife
This may not precisely fit, since it was something beyond my control and not something I set up, but it was the very first thing that came to mind when contemplating failed voyeuristic events. I’m not a world-class voyeur that sneaks around the neighborhood peering into windows or anything, but I do keep my eyes open for opportunities for seeing nudity, and perhaps I’ve crossed a line once or twice. And as any experienced voyeur probably knows, there are more failures than successes.
I previously posted a story about how I saw my cousin nude while we were staying at a lakeside cabin on a family vacation. She was staying in a bedroom that had a window overlooking the enclosed porch, and my bed was on the porch. The window was only covered with a sheer curtain, so when the light was on in the bedroom I could see my cousin changing clothes. The same week that I saw my cousin naked, I also saw a family friend in that room, an attractive woman with dark hair and B cup breasts, in her bra. She was staying in another cabin, but happened to be changing her outfit in that room.
Which leads up to my major disappointment. A year or two later, we were staying in the exact same lakeside cabin. This time the people staying in this cabin were my brother and me, my grandma and grandpa, and my older male cousin and his wife. His wife was in her early twenties, had long dark straight hair, pretty. Her figure was slim, but with curves – nice hips and C cup tits that looked real large on her slender frame. I didn’t see her often, but to me in my late teens then, she was an “older, adult woman”, and one of my top regular fantasy objects.
When we arrived at the two-bedroom cabin, my grandma announced the sleeping arrangements. My brother and I were to sleep on the enclosed porch. My grandparents were to stay in the front bedroom, and my cousin and his wife were to stay in the back bedroom, the one with the window and sheer curtain overlooking the room I would be sleeping in.
My heart immediately raced. There was almost no way that she could change in that room for a whole week and I wouldn’t catch her naked at least once, especially since I would be on a constant vigil for the opportunity. At that point I could have died happy if I’d seen my cousin’s wife’s tits, fine ass, and dark bush. I had dreamed about them so many times.
Then, as we all went about unpacking our gear in our assigned rooms and I was on the porch, I heard my cousin’s wife whispering to my cousin in sort of an angry tone. After a minute, my cousin went and whispered to my grandmother. I instantly guessed that my cousin’s wife realized that she would be staying in a bedroom that two “younger” teen boys could see into. And then I heard my grandma announce that my grandma and grandpa would stay in the bedroom with the window, and my cousin and my wife would take the front room. A major disappointment for me. I realized that it was likely a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and I never did see my cousin’s wife’s tits.
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