“It is so nice that they build these houses so close to each other”, he thought as he stared into his neighbours garden. Not that there was much to see, it was a very bland garden, just some flower pots and a patch of grass. But this emptiness did not stop his neighbour from putting in her best effort to make the flowers bloom, every day she would venture out and water them. He knew her routine, how she would slip out the backdoor, early in the morning, often still in her very short PJs, barely leaving anything up to his imagination. As they were approaching August, the temperatures were soaring and even in the morning you could already be comfortable in barely anything. It certainly made it worth getting up early. She did not disappoint today either. As soon as she left her house, he immediately noticed her new PJ. It was even shorter than the previous one and consisted of a skirt and a low plunging top. He immediately grew hard. It was impossible not to, as she was moving around the garden, it kept slipping up her thighs and she kept bending over, revealing her round ass. He groaned as he saw that she happened to wear no underwear. His hand tightly wrapped around his cock, he began to stroke himself, thoroughly enjoying the view. His desire began to build, pleasure running through his body.