The Hidden Sensuality of watching each other masturbate

In “watching each other masturbate” she dances alone to slow R&B, hips swaying, hands roaming. The dress falls away piece by piece until she’s in nothing but heels. Grinding against the air, then against her own hand, she repeats “watching each other masturbate” like lyrics. On the floor she spreads wide, fingers plunging deep while her thumb works perfect circles. The climax in “watching each other masturbate” is operatic—back bowed, toes pointed, a long, keening cry of release that leaves her glistening under the colored lights.