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You watched me, I watched you pt 2

following on from part 1, the lonely widower has his libido awoken by young neighbour
Larry Says:

From the moment Stacey moved into our neighbourhood, I felt something intense and beguiling about her. It was an innocent observation as she was far too young and when she first move in, my life was in turmoil. I didn't really think that I'd have the opportunity to watch her beauty develop as she grew into a woman. She lives down the street and when she moved in she would have been 13 or 14, and I would see her walking off to school with another of the neighbourhood girls. For some reason, she was quite shy and she kept to herself, but she had recently become friends with this girl who has a racy reputation. My son, Todd sometimes hangs out with them. He is a good student, not one of the jocks, but confident in a quiet way.

Ever since Todd's mother passed away about 4 years ago I admit I've been pretty lonely. Todd has his friends now, at 17 and when the full awfulness of our grief slowly lifted, I threw myself into raising him, being there for him and didn't pay attention to my social life. I was a good dad, an upstanding member of the local community. I'm known around these parts as 'coach' as I was for many years the local basketball coach, first of Todd's team and then just the local community team.

Stacey never played sports, or I'd have noticed her a lot more than I did tonight. The first time I really remember seeing her in any sort of sexual way would have been about 6 months ago when she was talking with Todd and a few other kids at the end of the street. I was mowing the lawn and when I looked up I remember noticing how much she had changed, she was certainly developing in a nice way. I thought, as Todd's dad, she may make a nice girlfriend someday for him, as she wasn't one of the obnoxious brash teens. She was on the outer of the group, her head was always lowered, but whenever she looked up to say something, her eyes flashed in a captivating way. I don't know if Todd noticed or appreciated it, as a hormone filled boy, he was more taken with the obviously slutty appearance of her friend, Nelly.

Anyway, nothing to note until tonight at a party down the street. I was invited by my golfing buddy, who is Nelly's dad. Richard, has been confiding in me lately how difficult it is to see his step-daughter grow up before his eyes. She has the wild streak of her mother, which could indicate trouble, as she was a teen mum herself. He has tried to set boundaries, but Nelly seems desperate to break them, time and again. So he asked me to join in the party for a bit of extra chaperoning.. I had nothing planned, as I rarely get invited anywhere so I eagerly accepted.

What I hadn't anticipated, was that after these many cold nights with no female companionship would leave me drooling in the wake of a young woman's emerging sexual power. The game was on the television in the lounge-room and I was just shooting the breeze with Richard and some of the other guys. The women were gossiping in the kitchen and most of the kids were downstairs in the basement. There were a few of the local jocks among the crew of kids.

I had been out the front of my place when they were cruising and I was witness to some crude comments shouted out in good fun to Stacey as she walked toward Nelly's. She was wearing a dress that did leave much to the imagination. Her toned tanned legs peeking out from the white and pink mini dress that was stretched tight across her wide hips. Hmm last time I saw her in pigtails and school uniform, I had no idea that she had become so voluptuous. Any wonder the local boys were cat calling. However, I could also tell, that Nelly had put her up to dressing provocatively. The way Stacey grabbed the cardigan front and closed it over her revealing dress showed me she was innocent but wanting to learn about the power of her body over men.

My son Todd went to her rescue, and she was relieved to have been in his safe company as she walked the remainder of the way past my place and on to Nelly's for the big party. I was aware that I had looked a bit too long at her loveliness. I was aware that my balls told me that she was worthy of thinking impure thoughts about. My head was telling me to behave, that no matter how awesome her swollen breasts looked squeezed into that tight dress, cleavage spilling up, that she was too young and I was too old, and I had best just keep an eye out on the behaviour of the rowdy boys tonight to keep her safe and innocent.

After the party was in full swing, I didn't really think any more of her. I was happy just watching the game and enjoying the adult company. Until, up from the basement she emerged. Like a radar, my eyes were drawn to her fine female flesh, her golden tresses cascading past her fine, edible neck and towards her plump mouthwatering cleavage. Our eyes locked and I was hooked. She didn't look away, as she had with the jocks. She invited my gaze. She demanded it. She took a swig of her vodka shot, head thrust back, knowing I was watching every aspect. She was a damn fine tease. I felt the immediate stiffening of my neglected cock and my nuts were swirling. I had to think fast. I took a swig of my beer and had to thrust one hand in my pocket to prevent my full erection from being detected.

She had to go to the bathroom which was down the corridor, but with so many people, she had to squeeze past me. That's when I really came undone. I felt her vibrate with energy as she went past me. I felt her body heat through her thin clothes, and she smelt divine. I was rock hard and this minx was undoing all of my middle aged composure. After she went past me, I could watch her hips sway and her bubble ass strain against the fabric. I was wondering, is she even wearing panties and if she smells this good, how on earth must her virgin pussy taste?

She went into the bathroom with Nelly and I could hear low voices chatting as I followed, drawn by her beauty and allure. I went to the toilet adjoining the bathroom. There was a sliding door between the two rooms and carefully slid the door until there was a small crack in the door. It was enough for me to spy on her. My heart was thumping so loudly I was sure that they would hear it. The thrill of being caught doing something so perverse, because I'm such a respected community member, was driving me to be even more bold. If I slowed down my breathing, I could hear what they were talking about. I was pleased to hear Stacey's angelic voice asking Nelly who the man staring at her, from behind the couch. Nelly said I was a neighbour. She seemed to recall me, but when Nelly reminded her I was Todd's father, she knew me more as the dependable coach.

A wicked grin spread over Nelly's face as she asked Stacey why did she want to know. Stacey said that although it was a bit creepy being stared at by an older man, it was strangely thrilling, and she even said in a very soft voice, that she thought she had seen my boner. There was a giggle, and Nelly said it was any wonder, as Stacey looked so hot. For a moment, my cock hoped I may see some teen girl action, but that didn't happen. All through this time, my cock, was rock hard at doing such a forbidden thing, spying on young girls, talking about their sexual power over men. My hand gravitated towards my cock, unzipped softly and grabbed it. There was so much precum leaking that I spread it all over my aching knob and started to stroke.

I really needed to lose this load that Stacey was seeming to will out of me. I had convinced myself that she could actually smell my pre-cum, just as I could smell her slight arousal from between the small crack in the door. At one stage she glanced in my direction and a look of terror came across her face. I started to put my cock back, for fear I had been detected. But then as Nelly came behind her, I realised it was her terror of her own power in causing my boner, that they were discussing, and the glance in my direction was purely coincidental. I had stopped breathing and my cock was throbbing. Fortunately, the girls giggled and wiggled and then left the bathroom. I was going to toss off to my fantasy of seeing Stacey naked and lap-dancing for me.

In my distraction and focus on the girls, I had neglected the fact that others needed to use the toilet. Once again, I had to postpone my wanking and put my cock away. I opened the door and went into the bathroom to wash my face. My cock had deflated but there was evidence of my arousal with the slowly spreading stain on my trousers. How on earth was I going to be able to mingle in the party with a wet patch across my crotch.. Fast thinking and I spilled my beer while exiting the bathroom as someone attempted to get in. That was the cover I needed and I made excuses to go home and change.

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