The Wndow

It was 11:30 pm. I had just parked in my spot at home at the end of a long day. Walking by the other small garden homes in the row, I happen to catch a glance of my neighbour walking past her window. With it being dark outside on this warm summer night, I guess the flash of blue from her TV screen is what caught my eye.

I stopped briefly to watch her for a second, thinking she might glance out the window and wave. Instead, she sat on her couch, looking all comfy in her robe.

I was just about to continue walking to my front door when she slipped her hand inside her robe at her shoulder. I wouldn't have stopped to watch had she just reached in to scratch her shoulder but she lingered there. Her hand slid lower, cupping her left breast. I imagined she was caressing it softly. I couldn't believe what I might be witnessing.

I looked around the parking lot. Everyone's cars were in their spot and I was the last one to arrive home. I stayed in front of her house, watching quietly.

Her hand was clearly moving in small circles beneath her silky robe. I looked at her face and she was watching the TV. My only guess was there was an adult movie on the cable channel and she was getting aroused watching it. Her eyes closed briefly and her grip tightened on her breast. She arched her back as she grabbed her breast, clearly getting turned on.

I took a few steps closer to her window as I felt a familiar stirring of my own. I could partially see her TV screen, enough to know my guess was correct. She was watching porn.

I watched in silence as she slipped her hand lower, over her tummy and down between her legs. Her robe was mostly open to the waist now, exposing more than half of her breasts. Her hand moved slowly and methodically under her robe. She was barely ten feet away from me, masturbating, and I was watching.

With her free hand she slid the robe off her shoulders and the silky material slid down her arms. She stopped touching herself only long enough to take both arms out of the robe. Her right hand quickly returned between her legs and her left hand began pulling at her hard nipples. I was hard.

I looked cautiously around and when I was sure I was alone, I undid my pants. I pushed my briefs down in front, far enough to let my long and firm cock fall out in front of me. I wrapped my hand around it lightly and slid my fingers upward. Squeezing gently at the top I felt the glob of wetness pour out and run through my fingers. I slid my slippery fist up and down the shaft, cupping the head with each stroke. I could cum very quickly watching her this way.

She tore open her robe and placed both hands between her legs. With her legs spread slightly, I watched as she slid one, then two, fingers of her right hand inside her wetness. The fingers of her left hand found her now swollen clit and began rubbing in small circles.
Her fingers moved in and out of her pussy rhythmically. It was only the that I realized her windows were open as I heard her moan and gasp.

My cock was rock hard now, ready to explode at any moment. I had to slow my strokes down and even let go altogether to avoid cumming.

Her moans and whimpers grew louder now. Her fingers pistoned in and out of her at a rapid pace. She fell to her side, pulled her knees up to her chest and reached around her bare ass and plunged her fingers back into her pussy from behind. She was ready to cum.

I had resigned to the fact I was going to cum right here. I was far too along to put my cock away and hurry home.

She had lost interest in the TV. She curled up facing the back of her couch, her bare ass and pussy facing me. Her hands were working together on her wetness, taking her to the brink, and then, over.

I had just put my hand back around my cock when she started to cum. Her soft "Oh my God!" Made me look up to see her start to shudder, squeezing her thighs together as the first wave of orgasm hit her. I wrapped my fist around the head and stroked slowly. That's all it took.

Two, three, four spurts of cum shot out of my cock and hit the wall under her window. I grabbed the head and felt the next few stream out and flow between my fingers.

She had rolled onto her back and was slipping her fingers gently in and out as her orgasm slowed. Her free hand was back caressing her breasts, her nipples still hard.

I watched her lay there until her movement stopped and that was my cue to leave. I walked the last few steps to my door with my pants still undone. As I opened the door I was thinking "I wonder what I'll find when I come home tomorrow night?"