Fact
30 May 2019


One of my Dogging posts a few weeks back, referring to watching someone with binoculars, prompted a friend of mine to remember an incident from many years ago, and to tell me the story via a long Whatsapp message. I was so impressed by his story that I asked if I could write it up for him and post it here, but with the identities concealed, to which he agreed. So here is his story, which concerns a very well-known TV personality from a few years back, and how even highly respected and prominent people can have an unexpected naughty streak in their personalities…. Here’s his story…

“The guy with the Sasol Bird Book and the binocs, complete with khakis and a wide-brimmed hat, that I referred to was “xxxxxxxxxx” (the TV celebrity from the 80’s and 90’s – identity withheld for obvious reasons!).

"I was engaged at the time, to an Afrikaans girl… she was 29 and I was 26. One Sunday she and her friend lay chatting while sun tanning in the yard, and I crept up and lay behind the pergola, listening to their conversation. They were chatting about the local (SABC) TV celebrities of the time, the local actors and presenters etc. Suddenly my fiancé said “That guy “xxxxxxxxxxx”, he can put his shoes under my bed any day!” “Aw, come on,” said her friend, “he is so gentlemanly.” “I would fuck him in an instant,” my fiancé replied.

"I happened to know this guy, as he and I were at the time both regular voyeurs at Emmarentia. So this conversation stuck in my mind, until a week later I bumped into him again at Emmarentia where we were playing “I spy”….

"I mentioned to him that I knew a leggy chick who would gladly shag him. We then set it up….

"Some days later my fiancé and I went to Emmarentia with a blanket, a bottle of wine and some eats. She knew nothing of my devious plan (or that I knew the guy!), or even that I used to regularly hang out at Emmarentia as a voyeur.

"After we had eaten and had some of our wine we sat on the blanket, me playing with her tits and fingering her. It was near the steel pipe by the river (the small bridge). I knew that “xxxxxxxxxx” was watching us, but she was unaware. As we had arranged, he made his appearance, pretending to be watching a pair of Paradise Flycatchers nesting nearby. I pretended to recognise him from his TV role and started small-talk, and then invited him to sit with us.

"About five minutes in, he mentioned that he could not help seeing us at play, and that it excited him somewhat. My fiancé seemed bemused and not perturbed at all.

"That is when I asked him for directions to the loo, and he directed me to the kiosk. I left, heading off towards the toilets, but then doubled back along the river to where I could see them.

"In a matter of minutes he had his hand on her leg, and soon all the way up… He soon unzipped his shorts and produced a good-sized member, and guided her hand onto it.

"She looked around once, and then got up on all fours, hitching up her skirt. He fucked her like that for about five minutes. I had a side view so couldn’t really see her face, but I certainly heard her cumming!

"A few minutes after they had finished, I made my appearance again and sat down, casually continuing with the small-talk.

"A short while later he then said it was nice meeting us, and left.

"We too packed up, and she was unusually silent on the way home.

"Often I wondered if she fantasised about him when we bonked, as I never let her know that the whole thing had been pre-arranged.

"Once I asked her if she had ever cheated on me, and she replied “of course not! What do you think I am?” Well I knew the answer to that one, but I never told her.

"Six weeks down the line we parted ways…”

I thought that this was such a cute story, dating back probably 25 years as it does and never before told, illustrating that voyeurism (in this case under the guise of bird watching! - something that I myself have done) was alive and well even in those days, and also that the most “unlikely” of gentlemen, a respected and well-known celebrity, could also have such a naughty side to his nature, and be prepared to get up to a bit of hanky-panky on the side if the opportunity presented itself!


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