Jake grinned at the looks he received as he came into the room. It wasn’t particularly full tonight - only two other couples and one man with two women. Interest lit up their eyes as they recognized him. The man with the two women looked particularly interested. Right now, he was propped up against the massive headboard and the ladies were making out with each other, kneeling on either side of his body and kissing above him while one of them stroked his cock, allowing him to watch everything else that was going on in the room.

One of the two couples was on the edge of the bed, the woman on her back while the man held her legs draped over his arms, thrusting into her from a standing position. His thrusts slowed, causing his partner to turn and see what he was looking at. The other couple were up by the headboard on the opposite side of the bed from the ménage, the woman riding the man in reverse cowgirl position.

He didn’t know any of them by name, but he liked that even better. There was something sexy about anonymity while engaging in an intimate act - as long as the woman he was engaging in it with wasn’t totally anonymous to him.

Speaking of.

Pulling Sharon back over his shoulder, he enjoyed his brief glimpse of her flushed face, eyes bright with excitement, before spinning her around. Because he kept her back pressed up against him, his cock digging into the sweet curve of her ass, he could feel her suck in a breath of hot excitement as she saw everyone’s eyes on her. They’d drawn the attention of everyone in the room.

He was sure that if he looked over his shoulder there would be more people at the window. Maybe even some of their friends.

And even more people watching in the movie room next door.

Although he didn’t need the extra titillation to make his cock hard, not with Sharon pressed up against him, he was still enjoying it. The thrill of almost getting caught was different than the thrill of knowing people were watching.

Oh, Captain Caveman was a dirty fucker.

Sharon found herself staring back at several sets of eyes, although her eyes were immediately drawn to the two women making out. It wasn’t really her thing, but no one could deny the hot sensuality between the two of them, and it was a lot more comfortable than meeting someone else’s eyes while Jake’s hands were moving over her stomach and up to her breasts.

She’d played publicly in the club before, but she had never played where the point was to be watched. People watched scenes. They came and went. It was hot.

This was somehow different. Maybe because this wasn’t a scene? No set-up, no spankings, no bondage... Just her, and Jake, and all the people watching.