Steve glanced at the house across the street, noticing the drapes partly open and a figure move in the window. It was a little odd, since Julie was usually at work and her kids at school, and he paused at his door to look again. The drapes moved and closed when he looked, piquing his interest. Obviously, someone was home. He unlocked the door and stepped inside, bracing himself for the upcoming assault from Leo.
The door closed with a loud click, and Steve dropped the backpack to the floor and knelt down on one knee, putting his arms out in anticipation. The thud thud thud came just before Leo, the hefty bulldog running full tilt down the hallway, careened off of the door jamb and hammered his thick body into Steve's chest. The impact bowled him over, and he laughed as Leo licked his face and wiped drool across his shirt.
"Easy, Leo! Easy!"
Leo backed off, panting and grunting while Steve got back up.
"Good to see you, too, Leo," he chuckled, scratching behind his ears and rubbing his thick head.
Leo turned around and padded into the living room, lifted his front legs up on the sill of the picture window, and returned to looking out on the front street. Steve wiped the drool from his shirt and onto his jeans, then joined Leo at the window. His eyes went to the large window across the street, where the drapes were now partly open. He grabbed up his backpack and led Leo to the back door, letting him outside for a while, and dropped his bag on the kitchen table.
He had a few hours before Mom and Dad would be home from work. In his final semester of high school, Steve had afternoons free, with his only classes in the morning, and the house to himself every afternoon. As usual, he poured a tall glass of pop, grabbed a box of tissues, and proceeded to the living room. He plunked down on the couch, took out his phone, and unzipped his pants. In seconds he had the porn channel streaming, and sipped his drink while searching for something to watch. The front blinds were partly open, off to the one side where Leo liked to stand, and when he glanced up, movement in the drapes across the street caught his attention.
Pausing the video, he dropped to his knees and crawled to the window, watching with interest. He could make out a silhouette, taller than Julie or any of her kids, and wondered who it was. He moved away, stood up, and went to his bedroom, taking the binoculars from his closet before returning to the window. Once more he kneeled down, taking up the position that Leo usually did, and tried to focus on the window.
After a few tries to get in focus, the figure came into view. It was a woman, tall and slender, with big breasts and long hair. She moved away and Steve waited patiently, finally rewarded when she stood in the window and moved the drapes aside. The woman was wearing a nightgown, something sheer, and when her gaze stopped on his, his heart stopped and he dropped to the floor. The thought that she had seen him scared him, and he waited almost ten minutes before peeking over the sill. The drapes were now closed fully.
Steve returned to the couch and put the binoculars on the coffee table. The image of the woman was fresh in his mind, and his curiosity was soon replaced with sexual interest. His cock began to harden, his sexual thoughts arousing his horny young mind, and soon he was stroking himself. He closed his eyes, imagining the slender beauty, probably Julie's sister or friend, lying down on his bed. His cock throbbed and his mind raced, and soon the built up pressure became too much for him. He pushed his hips up, his cock pointed at his chest, and watched the stream of pearly cum rope across his stomach. Two more heavy spurts were followed by a splatter and a dribble, and he squeezed the droplets off the tip when his orgasm was finished. After resting for a few minutes, he used the tissues to wipe up the cum, then stumbled to the bathroom to wash up.
After letting Leo in, he opened the blinds fully, allowing Leo and himself to see out unobstructed, and scrolled through his phone. Soon Leo barked, notifying him the neighbor kids were home from school, and he watched to see if anyone opened the door. The door did open, but he could not see who it was, and it closed as soon as the kids were inside. Steve kept watch, seeing Julie arrive home at her usual time, but the drapes never moved or changed position all evening.
****
Steve paused on the street, watching Julie's front window closely as he approached home. The drapes were partly open once more, and he slowly made his way along the sidewalk, pausing in front of his house. The figure appeared, moving the drapes aside slightly and peering out, looking directly at him. He looked away and walked to the front door, pausing to look back, and made out the woman standing in the opening of the drapes. She was facing him, and he knew he was being watched. It was both exciting and unnerving, and he dropped his keys while fumbling with the lock. He glanced back once more before opening the door, seeing the woman in the window wave her hand slowly, and rushed inside.
Leo was waiting for him and demanded attention, jumping up on his leg until Steve gave him a few head rubs and let him out back. The backpack dropped to the floor and Steve grabbed the binoculars from his room, creeping up to the window in Leo's place once more, and focused on the drapes. She was still there, her full silhouette visible, dressed in the same lacy gown. She brushed back her long blonde hair and ran her hands over her chest, cupping the full breasts, the sight engorging his cock instantly.
Steve struggled to keep his eyes on her while undoing his jeans, finally getting his cock out. She turned slowly, moving as if listening to music, her hips swaying while her hands roved her body. He stroked himself, mesmerized and turned on by the display, and when he was about to bust, she paused and stared right at him. The idea of her knowing he was watching put him over the edge, and cum splattered on the wall below the window, splashing on the floor and his jeans. He jerked his cock furiously, milking himself empty, and sat back on his heels. The figure in the window closed the drapes, leaving him with binoculars in one hand and his cum-covered cock in the other, staring out the window.
****
Steve stayed on the sidewalk close to Julie’s home, keeping his eyes on the drapes. He saw a little movement, then the drapes parted just as he walked past. He stopped, looking at the woman in the lace gown, and blinked twice. She was crooking her finger, gesturing for him to come closer.
He glanced around and approached the window, seeing her point to the front door. He broke out in a sweat, brushed his hair back, and went to the door. He knocked, and after a few moments passed without a response, tried the door. It was unlocked, and he stepped inside cautiously, nervous and slightly scared. Music played, a song unfamiliar to his ears, with a steady and familiar rhythm.
“Come in, young man,” the voice invited.
It had a sultry, lyrical tone to it.
“Please, take off your shoes and leave your bag at the door.”
Steve did as he was asked, the alluring voice soothing and sure. A few steps and he was in the living room, the beautiful woman standing in front of him.
“Hello, Steven. I’m Heather,” she smiled.
“Uh, I prefer Steve,” he mumbled, unable to take his eyes off of her.
“Of course you do,” she smirked. “Please, sit down on the couch.”
Steve sat down, hands on his knees, and stared. She was much older than he imagined, and much more beautiful. The lace gown hid nothing, her lithe, sexy body on full display with the light behind her.
“Julie told me who you are,” Heather explained. “I’m her mother.”
“Uh, nice to meet you.”
“You like watching me dance?” she asked, running her hands across her chest.
“Yes,” he admitted, swallowing hard.
“That’s very flattering. I used to be a dancer, of the exotic style, for many years.”
The song changed and she began to sway, running her hands through her long, blondish hair, and turned to the window. She pulled the drapes closed, wiggling her firm ass while holding the edges, and looked over her shoulder at him.
“You like what you see, Steve?”
“Very much,” he admitted.
His cock was swollen and he sat back, wriggling to allow it to move, and the tip now touched just above the button. With a graceful turn she moved to face him, putting her hands on his knees and her breasts in his face. He moved his eyes up to meet hers, and was drawn into the deep pools of crystal blue.
“You’re a handsome young man, Steve. You are a man, not a boy?”
“Uh, I’m eighteen. I’m in my last semester of school,” he replied hoarsely, his throat dry.
“A man, then,” she purred, running her hand along his cheek. “Do you have a girlfriend?”
Her breasts brushed his chin, taking his attention for a moment.
“Uh, no.”
“Have you been intimate with a girl, Steve?”
He looked up at her, drawn into the blue pools of her eyes again, and swallowed.
“Don’t lie now,” she teased. “I will know if you do.”
“I… I kissed a girl, and we made out a bit,” he answered honestly.
“Ooh. That was nice, wasn’t it?”
“Uh, yeah.”
The song changed, and she stood up and began to move to the music. Her hips swayed, gyrating slowly while her shoulders moved, her breasts swaying and jiggling under the fabric, and she ran her hands through her hair again. With her eyes closed and her lips pursed, Heather danced for Steve, giving him a show unlike any other.
She turned her back to him and sat down on his lap, moving her ass against his thighs, getting his swollen bulge between her cheeks. After a moment of grinding into him she leaned back, her shoulders against his chest, his nose in her neck. He inhaled deeply, the musky vanilla scent adding to his intense arousal, and she put her hands on his.
With a slow, gentle motion she placed his hands on her breasts, pressing them against her hardened nipples, and let out a soft moan. Steve squeezed the hefty mounds gently, enjoying the pillowy sensation, and felt her hips moving again. Her cheeks were milking his cock, the slow, steady grind bringing him to the edge, and he sucked in a deep breath.
“Let yourself go,” she moaned softly.
His grip on her breasts tightened and his hips pumped when he came, cum spurting onto his belly and covering the top of his jeans when his swollen, pulsating cock erupted.
Heather giggled, then moved his hands to his thighs and stood up. She looked at the wet patch on her ass and grinned, then at his cum-covered waist.
“I’m pleased you enjoyed that, Steve,” she smirked. “Would you like to watch me dance tomorrow?”
“Yes! Yes I would!” he blurted excitedly.
“Good, I would enjoy that. Can you arrive a little earlier?”
“Yes. Whenever you want.”
“A little before noon, I think,” Heather mused. “We will need a little more time. Now, you need to go, school will be over soon.”
Steve stood up, glancing at the huge wet patch on his belly and crotch, and grinned sheepishly.
“Uh, okay. See you tomorrow?”
“Oh yes, you will, dear boy,” she replied, giving a sexy smile. “Now, off you go!”
Steve grabbed his shoes and backpack, then closed the door behind him. He walked across the street to his house, seeing her give a little wave in the window when he reached the door, and was immediately bowled over by Leo when he stepped inside.
*****
Steve ran home after the end of first class, skipping the second to make sure he was home before eleven. He paced nervously in the house, Leo snorting and grunting as he followed him around. After playing with Leo's favorite ball in the backyard, Steve checked the clock and left the house just before noon. He walked across the street, seeing her watching through the drapes, and entered the house.
The music was playing while he slipped off his shoes, a soft, seductive song, and when he stepped into the living room, she was waiting at the window. Once again she wore only a sheer gown, this one tied at the waist, and had a seductive smile on her beautiful face.
