Stay and watch

The Peeping Jane in you gets the better of you, and you stay put, standing in the doorway. Tiffany takes off her boots next, sitting on her bed to unlace them. As she works, her breasts sway and wobble. She yanks them off and stands to pull down her fishnets. Then she bends down, pulling her skirt down. Now she is standing away from you in just pair of camouflage-print panties. Except for her tits, her body is rather boyish. She bends again to drop her underwear to the floor. She picks up all the clothes and deposits them in the closet. She comes out carrying a bath towel, which she drops on the bed.

You really like this spell. You have never really indulged your voyeurism before, afraid of being caught. Now you have the safety margin to feel comfortable doing it. Watching Tiffany is fun; she has gotten completely naked and looks to be headed to the showers. You are not gay or bi, but the thrill of being a fly on the wall gets your blood going. When she leaves, it will give you a chance to check out the room more thoroughly or to get out of there.

Tiffany stands in the middle of the room, contemplating. Suddenly, she heads toward you, probably to close the door, since she doesn't have her towel.