Just after I turned eighteen my parents decided to go on a short vacation, but I could not go with them because I had just started a job with a local hamburger joint. Although I was eighteen, my parents, still thinking of me as a little kid, asked the girl who lived next door to look in on me occasionally. She was a twenty two year old college student who lived with her parents. She used to baby sit me years before when my folks would go out for the evening. They asked her to make sure I did not get into any mischief, like wild teenage parties.
Her name was Christine. She was a rather full figured Mexican girl. Dark hair, brown eyes, about five feet five inches tall, a rather large set of tits and correspondingly large ass that she used to wiggle around the neighborhood. Although, she was somewhat overweight, she was still an attractive woman.
Her bedroom is on the second story of her parents' house as was mine. My window was directly across the driveway from her's. During the past year I had noticed on occasion she would leave her shades up and lights on as she undressed for the night. I watched in amazement as she unbuttoned her blouse to reveal those big boobs encased in a sexy black bra. By this time I was fumbling for my already rock hard cock. Next her tits were released and I feasted my eyes on them. She would then wiggle out of her skirt and black panties and sometimes bend over with her butt to the window and give me the best view of a womanly ass that I ever had. I suspected that she knew I was watching, but she never let on that she knew she had an audience. One of these little shows was usually good for a weeks worth of masturbatory fantasies. I recall having a hard on a good amount of the time for no reason at all. When Christine gave these performances it was really reason to jack off, sometimes twice or more in one day. One time when her parents were gone she brought her boyfriend home. She brought him to her room and did her show for the both of us, then her boyfriend pulled down the shades and I was left pounding my cock and imagining what they must be doing.
Anyway, on the second day of my folks' absence I was up in my room after coming home from work. I was in my usual horny state that evening, however, I noticed the light in Christine's room was not on. So I grabbed a "girlie" magazine I had and started thumbing through it. In no time at all I was hard and needed some release. I had masturbated earlier that day before I went to work while showering, but I was ready again. I took off my shoes and socks, my shirt and my pants. My underwear bulged in my excitement and I removed these to reveal my turgid cock. I gave it a couple of preliminary strokes as I stood there and felt that familiar tingle go from my buttocks to my heels. I retrieved my magazine and lay down on my bed, took my cock in my hand and started to stroke it. I was enjoying the pictures as well as the feeling in my body. Sometimes I would fondle my balls and pull at my ball sac to give an added tingle. Also, I would run my free hand over my belly and chest as these areas were also sensitized and I would give my nipples a good rubbing as this would increase my self pleasure. Soon I was lost in my reveries and totally oblivious to the world around me.
Suddenly, the door to my room burst open and I looked up to see Christine standing there with a long thin piece of wood in her hand that looked like it came from her dad's work bench.
"What are you doing?" she demanded.
"Christine, I, I...." embarrassed with my cock still hard in my hand I did not know what to say.
"Stand up this minute, Joe!"
"Christine, I can explain."
