Watching Him Watch Me Watch
I must be surrendering to the Dark Side! Maybe it’s because Frank has been away for two weeks and I’ve been trying to behave myself, but all this pent up sexual energy has made me into an exhibitionist and a fiend.! Just this morning I found myself deliberately masturbating in front of the bedroom window. Not such a big deal, except that the neighbors are having a garage sale and I can easily be seen from their front lawn. Well not easily, but if you are paying attention and looking that way you can certainly see me. I’ve waved to them many a morning from the same spot when I see them going out to get the paper. But this morning there was quite a crowd.
I stood there absentmindedly fondling myself while I watched them, becoming turned on by the idea that I might be seen. Suddenly I noticed that I had caught one young man’s eye as he was fingering the knick knacks. He must have been in his mid 20′s…. tall, broad shoulders, shaved head like the younger men all seem to wear these days, not much older than my oldest boy.
He had on sunglasses but I could tell he was staring my way. I felt his gaze burning me as I stared back and began to caress my bra-less breasts thru my nightgown at the window, gazing out into the distance like I didn’t have a care in the world. He must have lingered at that table a good 20 minutes, never moving from his spot. All the while I touched and teased my body and slid my own fingers inside myself, watching people come and go past him and around him, as he stared my way… I teased myself thru the sheer fabric of my gown, completely lost in this autoerotic act, as if only he and I existed.
I must have closed my eyes for a while because the next thing I knew he was standing just outside the window, removing his glasses to wink at me. I startled a bit, but grinned back indicating with a nod that he should walk around the back. I waited for him at the backdoor , but with the screen still locked, unsure of what the next step should be. He took a while to finally find my back door, but as soon as he appeared he was already touching himself through his pants. The sight of this made myalready moist little cunt begin to flow and I immediately placed my hand between my own legs. We stood there wordlessly, eyeing each other thru that screen door… the tension and the excitement was unbearable I tell you. I lifted the hem of my gown all the way to my navel, revealing my naked cunt to this strange young man, dripping with desire. He in turn slowly unbuttoned his jeans and let his thick erect member spring free. Even tho I knew it was coming, I gasped aloud at the sight of his cock and begin to beat my clit furiously. He matched my pace as we stood but three feet apart, nearly naked, separated only by this door and silence, punctuated by our ragged breathing and moans.
This lasted a good 15 minutes or so.. touching our bodies, staring and struggling to breathe thru the thick desire. I was so incredibly wet… I had four fingers inside myself, grinding myself against my own hand like a madwoman. My knees began to buckle as I felt the first orgasm overtake my body… and that’s when I heard him let out a roar…. I swear! I’ve never seen any man, young or old, shoot so high or so many times. He coated my screen door with his cum… it ran down in sticky white ropes over the mesh.
He pulled up his jeans and began to arrange himself hurriedly, as tho he were going to hurry away. I don’t know what got into me, but I had a wild hunch and it struck me to call out … “YOUNG MAN. Where do you think you are going??”
He looked at me puzzled… not understanding but timid and obedient.
“You made a mess of my door, young man. Don’t you think you should clean it up??”
I just about came again when he got down on his hands and knees and began licking that screen door, let me tell you!! 
Carol
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