She’s at it again…
Mrs. Jones had lived opposite me for over 10 years. Ever since I was 13 I’ve spied on her dripping hot body. E cup busom, long golden locks of hair. Curvy frame. Slightly tanned. Huge pink nipples. She’s about 35 now but still a godess to me.
Everything I’ve always desired.
Surely she knows I watch her at night. Her and her husband argue a lot. He works away. She plays away occasionally. Mostly young men looking for a quick lay. I rarely see the same guy more than 2-3 times.
Tonight she’s alone. Husbands away. Shes on her bed again. My night vision goggles came a week ago and have vastly improved what I see.
Shes on her back rubbing her clit gently. White stockings. Bras on the floor. Nipples look like they’re ready to fly off.
I can’t take my eyes off the way she spreads and plays. Over and over. It’s hypnotic.
How do I, at 23 get this woman (and she’s all that) to notice me without me seeming creepy? Maybe she enjoys being watched. She seems to leave the curtains open for a reason…