I was staying in a house for the season and, in the morning, I would have a cup of coffee sitting outside and read the paper and chill before the day got going. This was pretty uneventful for the first week.
I was sitting at the table one morning and I looked up and, through a window, saw a lady in the next door house drying herself rather vigorously and daringly. She had cracking large boobs, a good figure and not a hair on her body. She jiggled and dried and I was totally sure she did not know I was enjoying a guilty pleasure as she used her towel in sorts of rather erotic ways.
I found this rather exciting and I sat tight to the table and slipped my hand down to start having a wank. I was trying to make sure that, if she saw me, she would not notice I was watching. She then stood there naked and did her make up and casually strolled around, jiggling her big boobs innocently. She couldn't have realised that I was watching and eventually it all came too much and I went inside to finish myself off. I went to work later in a great frame of mind having had a wonderful start to the day.
The next morning I was out at my table bright and early hoping for a repeat performance. Nothing much seemed to be happening so I went inside to make another cup of coffee and to get the paper. I came back and she was there again but fully clothed in sports gear. Wow she looked sexy in the lycra top. She then started posing a bit at what I thought must be a mirror.
She stripped off and again posed a bit cupping her boobs and pouting. This was a lot for me and my cock was really starting to stand to attention. Disappointingly, she disappeared then. About ten minutes later, she came back and went through the same drying campaign. I was less discreet now, being a twenty year old looking at a naked woman who must have been around twenty five. I was finding it all too irresistible and I did not want to miss a minute.
This time I was really starting to wank hard under the table and slightly closed my eyes in pleasure only to be startled with the shout of, “Do you like what you see?"
I blushed red, looked up and saw her looking at me. She must have realised and I wanted the ground to swallow me up. I feebly replied, “Yes.”
She asked me boldly: “Would you like to see it properly tomorrow?”
I nearly jumped out of my skin as I quickly shouted, “Yes.” I was relieved she was not calling the police to report a man wanking and perving over her. She asked me to meet outside her front door the next morning at eir and we would go for a run. That day took forever.
Just before eight the next morning, I was loitering outside her door in jogging kit but with a semi-erection in my shorts. I was worried how I was going to run in a state like this. Then she appeared in her tight running kit and I thought running with a full erection could be even more of a problem.
We introduced ourselves and made small talk as we walked and my erection subsided a bit. Then we started jogging and she explained that she loved getting sweaty before going home for a shower. She also told me she noticed me the first morning to which I was again rather embarrassed but Lucy said not to be as it really turned her on and it had prompted the next display which had led to this moment. We seemed to be getting on well and after twenty-five minutes we returned home and we were both really warm.
Lucy invited me in and I needed no second invitation. We went straight up to the room and she asked, “Shall we leave the curtains open or closed today?”
I was tempted to say open but said, “As no one will be watching let's close them today.”
I surveyed the room and soon realised that where I thought the full-length mirror was, there was nothing and she'd been teasing me.
We were in the room and looking at each other.