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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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I had lived in the house for a couple of years now,
Nothing ever changes, say hello to the locals now and again.
One evening whilst working up stairs, i happen to glance out of the window.
The study is at the back of the house, overlooking my garden and the opposite house’s garden.
The light was on in a room, the room i knew to be the master bedroom in the house who’s garden backed onto mine.
I ignored it at first and continued working.
But curiosity got the better of me, i looked again, hidden behind my nets, i know i could be seen, but not how well i could be seen.
A woman was in the room, a woman i had not seen before.
Had she always lived there? Why had i not noticed ?
As i watched, she went in and out of the room, finally settling at what i presume was dresser with a mirror.
I imagined what the room looked like, as i new its size, the houses here were all the same.
Was she alone ? did she have a partner? Husband ? live with her parents?
My mind raced.
I could see her clearly, even thro the nets she had on her windows, her curtains were open.
She was a well built woman, about 5,11 not fat, but stocky build with straight blond hair, shoulder length. I’d guess she was early 40’s.
She held herself tall, shoulders back, head high, but not pompous.
As i continued to study her, i could see the shape of her breasts as her blouse hung loose as it dropped off her body.
She was well endowed up top, it crossed my mind, what bra size does she wear?
I kept watching for a few minutes, as she wondered around the room.
I could tell she was walking round a double bed.
Then the light went out.
The next evening, i was back in my study working.
I hadn’t given the woman opposite another thought since the night before.
But an hour into work and my peripheral vision spotted the light go on again in.
I could not help myself, i had too look.
Yes, there she was. She moved round the bed to the dresser, as she did so, slipping off her blouse.
She came to the big, low double window and i thought for a minute she was going to close the curtains, she didn’t, she reached out and opened a window wide.
I could see her figure so much better as she leaned out in only a bra and business like trousers.
She was pale, as if spending a lot of time in an office, but i could see her,I was right she had huge breasts.
I knew i wanted those breasts in my hands, my mouth.
It had been so long since my wife had left.
I thought, is this woman teasing me ? does she know im watching?
She lingered at the window longer than i expected, only a couple of seconds, but longer than it should have taken.
As she turned around, i watched her remove her suit trousers, she carefully folded them and hung them up. As the windows on these properties are low, i could see her buttocks.
Shapely, firm, she didn’t have much of a figure, but there was a slight hourglass shape to her.
I wondered how it would feel to hold those hips in my hands.
How it would feel to run my hands up and down her body.
I’m not a little guy, at 6,2 and well built, not a body builds body, i’d say average but with broad shoulders, strong arms and big rough hands from being in the building trade for so many years.
What else would i see, as i watched her?
She wondered around the room for a few more minutes in just her white lacy underwear.
Seemingly oblivious to me.
The light went out as she left the room.
20 minutes later, the light came on again, i was now keeping one eye on my work, and one eye looking out for the light.
With the window still open and the nets blowing in the wind, i could see she had a towel wrapped around her.
Covering her ample breasts down over her bottom, her hair was wet, she must have had a shower i thought.
She went to the dresser, i swear i saw her look straight at my window.
A shot of panic hit me, but i couldn’t stop staring.
She sat and started to dry her hair with a hair dryer.
I hoped the towel would come loose and fall.
But It didn’t.
For a while she titivated, then got up, walk from one side of the room to the other.
Towel still wrapped around her.
She went out of sight. I thought that’s it. Show ever.
My cock was raging, the thought of holding her in my arms, the heat from her body and her huge breast pressing against my skin was driving me wild.
She looked silky smooth, i wondered what it would be like to look at her as she looked up into my eyes, my hands on her back, moving up and down her body?
The sweet taste of her lips on mine.
The hot embrace of her arms and legs wrapped around my body as she gave way to my lust for her.
She came back into sight, by now i had my cock out, slowing moving up and down.
Did she know what she was doing to me ?
Was she even aware i could see ?
She undid the towel, in full view of me, her back to me and started to dry herself.
The towel rose and fell as she dried herself, i could see her entirely.
Her soft rounded buttocks, her long smooth legs, the way her breasts fell to one side as she lifted her leg onto the bed to dry one, then the other.
The way her hair fell as she tilted her head.
Fuck i need to release. I needed her.
I needed to be in the same room with her, release my animal urges upon her.
I was close… so close to shooting my load.
I saw her turn her head towards the window, panic struck, but i couldn’t stop watching.
Her head was looking down, i hoped, as she turned toward the dresser, i could see her, fully naked as she stood up.
At this moment i lost my control and shot my cum. Damn, so much.
God i needed that.
My cock still hard in my hand, still pulsing as i watched her walk, head high back to the dresser.
I’m sure i saw her glance my way.
I had to quickly clean up. When i looked again, she had a silky dressing gown on and was heading for the door.
Thank you, i whispered silently to myself.
The light went out.
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