The soft glow of the laptop illuminates our entwined bodies as we begin our taboo dance for the unseen audience. My girlfriend straddles me, her thin nightie riding up, revealing her toned thighs. I grasp her hips, guiding her as she grinds against my growing erection. She leans back, her hair cascading down, as I reach around to cup her breasts, teasing her nipples through the silky fabric. Our movements become more urgent, our breaths ragged, as we put on a steamy, live performance, just for us and our secret voyeurs.