Showing for my neighbour.

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Showing for my neighbour.I had never given the small toilet window that overlooked my flat any thought, given that it always seemed to be closed and had frosted glass. Had I, I may have at least put up a net curtain but as it was my large windows afforded a good view into my utility room. I can’t really remember when I first noticed it open, but over the coming weeks it appeared to be open wider and wider. Now I was curious and without blatantly staring at it, I took to checking it out of the corner of my eye each time I went through the utility room to my toilet. I hadn’t even thought about the fact I often wandered through in various states of undress from fully clothed, just a t-shirt on just briefs onto stark naked. Going through one day, I was sure I saw movement in the window out of the corner of my eye. I thought about the possibility that some one may be watching and it excited me so whilst in the toilet, I decided to strip off then wander through to the utility for a towel as if I were going to have a shower. getting a towel from the shelf at one end of the utility room I turned back toward the toilet. Now my utility room also had windows on the opposite side that looked into my kitchen and on many days it was light enough to reflect what was seen through the outside window that faced my neighbour. So casually glancing at the reflection that was visible I tried to see if I could make out anyone in the small toilet window. I was sure I saw movement, so kept my back to the main window while pretending to look at something in my Kitchen. I saw a definite movement, there was some one there, maraş rus escort but Who? The house was owned by a couple, both devout church goers and their daughter who of late had seemed to become a bit wayward given the look of some of he boyfriends. Though about 6 months previous the husband had left after a blazing row that had been heard by the whole street and I hadn’t seen him since. So it was either the daughter, her boyfriend or the mother. The daughter wasn’t really my type – a bit of a snotty goth, the boyfriend again wasn’t really my type – and whilst not being gay, I had sucked and wanked a couple of cocks in my time ( me I’m 64 by the way and live on my own). The mother was quite a small woman, pixie like with short blonde hair and not to bad a figure with quite a nice pair of tits, from what I could gather from talking to her outside on occasions, though she never wore clothes to show off what she had. Suddenly there was a face at the window, It was the mother, she seemed to be straining to get a better view and she was saying something but I couldn’t make out what, me not being a fluent lip reader! My cock was by now fully hard and was aching like it hadn’t done in a long time. I wanted to turn round so she could see it but then I couldn’t watch her expression unless I blatantly looked at her, something I thought may scare her off, also I couldn’t just stand there all day. I slowly turned around so that my hard cock gradually became visible. As I turned I watched as she quickly moved back from the window, I just hoped she was still maraş rus escort bayan watching from a distance and liked what she saw. I then turned toward the toilet for a shower and a nice soapy wank. It was a lovely shower with lots of soap around my throbbing cock and aching balls, I really wanted to cum, but also wanted to get out of the shower still with a hard cock for the neighbour to see. I was hoping she would be waiting for me to come out with the hope of seeing me naked again and my cock nice and hard. Coming out of the toilet/shower room I made a great play of drying myself off in the utility room paying particular attention to my still hard cock and heavy balls. Putting the towel in the laundry basket I went through a pretence of putting a lotion on my arms then chest, legs and finally my groin, lifting my cock this way and that, then giving it a not to obvious stroke. Then lifting my ball sack and pretending to check each of my bollocks in turn, then cupping them and creaming them.I sure hoped she was watching and was enjoying my show. I turned again towards the interior windows that gave me a view of the reflection outside. I glanced to see if she was there, after a minute her face once again appeared at the window. The look on her face told me everything she had seen my show and it looked as though she had enjoyed it. I was now smoothing the lotion into my arse cheeks, needing them and every now and then pulling them apart, her face was a picture, you could nearly see the lust in her eyes. Again she was saying something to rus escort maraş her self, I tried to make out what she was saying, She seemed to be mouthing the words turn round, but that may have just been my active imagination and dirty mind. I hoped I was right, so giving my cock a bit of a rub to make sure it was still hard for her, I turned around, and again she quickly disappeared from view, but I knew she was there. Now I was going to give her a real show. Trying to make it not to obvious that I was doing it for her, I began to play with my cock and balls more. I began by slowly pulling my foreskin back and inspecting my now purple glistening helmet, precum now oozing out of my piss slit. I now had to wank myself off fully, I wanted her to see me shoot my spunk. I began to grip my cock and give it a variety of quick strokes then a few long strokes puling the foreskin back so far that it hurt slightly. My other hand was squeezing round my heavy cum filled balls making them tight and red. I could feel the spunk rising and that tingle that tells you you’re close to shooting. Still squeezing my balls I began to fist my cock vigorously. Soon it was there and with a loud groan, I had a glorious cum. A great arch of spunk leaping towards the window followed by several more spurts that coated my hand. I hoped she was still watching and had enjoyed my show. As I turned to the reflected view, I again saw her disappear from view. I then turned and casually glanced up at her window she was gone, I hoped she had gone to give herself a good fingering whilst thinking about my cock and the show I had given her, with a smile and a limp sticky cock I headed once more to the shower to clean up.Note: This is based on facts that led to more open wanking sessions and me being able to look at her as I wanked for her, eventually I also got to fuck her, If this episode is received favourably I will write more. Happy wanking guys (and girls) ;o)

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