I awoke on Thursday morning. I knew it was Thursday because I could hear the garbage truck rounding the cul de sac. Over the truck though I could also hear swearing of the female type. I looked out the window to see Shalna outside in her house coat trying to drag the garbage cans to the curb. Brian's truck was gone so he must've left for work already. I watched as her yellow bin which is for recycling tipped over. She crouched down to pick up the cans, opening her legs to do so and giving me a perfect view of her tiny pussy. I leapt from my bed and threw on a pair of basketball shorts and ran down to help her.
Reaching her driveway in a matter of seconds, she was still picking up cans. "Good morning Shalna, need a hand" I asked half expecting her to close her legs. But she didn't she sat there in all her glory giving me a long stare at it. My cock twitching in my shorts, was aching to be stroked dry. I helped Shalna pick up the rest of the recycling, and carried the yellow bin to the curb. "Thanks so much for the help Jason. Brian forgot to put the garbage out last night." I told her it was no problem and started walking back to my house. "Do you want to come in for breakfast?" Shalna asked. I didn't hesitate and told her I'd be over in ten mins, I just wanted to get cleaned up a bit.
I arrived back at Shalna's ten minutes later. She hadn't changed out of her robe and called me in when I knocked on the door. There was a smorgasbord of food on the table. Eggs, French toast, bacon, fried potatoes, and sausages. Shalna asked me to sit down and eat up before it got cold. She sat across from me at the small two person table, and loaded a plate for herself. We ate in almost silence besides the odd chat about the weather, and how Brian had been. That silence was broken though, when Shalna asked a question..."did you enjoy the show the other day?" I replied that I had no idea what she was talking about. She asked me to follow her, and so we rose from the table and she led me upstairs. In front of me I seen it, the bed.... that perfect bed where Shalna had squirted while I watched her from my....and then I looked from the bedroom window and seen straight into my attic. I could see everything, the ceiling, the new drywall I had just installed and that's when it hit me. If I could see up there, then so could Shalna and Brian while I was watching them.
Fuck I thought to myself. I hadn't been paying attention at all to what Shalna was doing behind me. I spun around trying to think up some lie to tell her. But standing before me was Shalna, robe laying at her feet, her perfect body naked. Her breasts caught my eyes first, they were phenomenal. Size 36 D with perfect little Hershey kiss pink nipples. I forced myself not to stare and looked up to her face. Her eyes had this half pissed off, half get over here and fuck me look. "So what do you think?" she asked. I for once in my life was speechless. Here before me, naked to the world, stood one of the most beautiful women I'd ever laid my eyes on, and I had no idea what to do or say. She slowly walked across the room towards me, her arms lifting and wrapping around my neck. "Come on Jason, don't be shy now" she said.