Rebekah lazily masturbated as she sat at her computer reading stories on Lit. Freshly showered, her long hair still damp and her pussy even damper, she scrolled through a particularly hot story about threesomes. Since it was a day off, nothing major was planned except for some household chores and probably flopping down on the sofa to watch something trashy. And of course, masturbating.
There is nothing better than just being in a constant state of arousal on a day off, Rebekah sighed to herself. She spread her legs a little wider and felt the heat arise from her inner thighs. She was more or less teasing herself, more of a little rub here, a squeeze of the legs there. No sense letting the first orgasm comes so easily. It was exquisite to make it last.
Absentmindedly, Rebekah stared out the window in front of the computer. No one really could see her from the street and if they did, the monitor of the computer blocked off most of the view. However, if someone approached the window, they would have no trouble seeing the curvy young woman behind the computer with her gown open, legs spread, masturbating away.
A pick-up truck pulled up on the street outside. Rebekah continued to sleepily rub herself unconcerned. Two young men got out and unloaded lawnmowers. They were the lawn service people that took care of her building. Feeling that she ought to pull the full curtain, she leaned over and reached out for it then thought better of it. After all, she mused, there is already a filmy curtain covering most of the window. They can't see me. And even if they did, they can't see what I am doing. Why plunge myself into total darkness on this glorious day?
So the curtain remained open and Rebekah leaned back in her chair and continued to rub her mound. No longer interested in the stories on the screen, she watched the young men begin to mow the lawn. Around 18 or so, they were just a shade younger than her 20 years. Wearing just their shorts, they cut the grass shirtless. Hmm, this is getting good, Rebekah thought. One of the men was a shaggy blond, lean bodied and athletic, the other was dark haired with a short ponytail and was more stocky and rugged. They both sported summer tans. Too young for me, but what the hell, she giggled and she felt the wetness grow in her pussy.
Feeling her nipples strain against the material that was holding them back, Rebekah freed a breast. Gently, she tugged on her left nipple till it stood proud and erect. Not able to resist, she lowered her mouth and took the nipple inside and swirled it around with her tongue ring. She shuddered with excitement.
One of the men, the one with the shaggy hair suddenly stopped. He looked as if he caught something out of the corner of his eye. He stared directly at the window. Rebekah froze in mid lick of her swollen breast. The man continued to stare blankly like he couldn't believe what he saw. Not able to take anymore, Rebekah moved. He breast popped out of her mouth wetly.
The man outside blinked again. He resumed working, probably because standing there and staring was too blatant and obvious. However, he kept his eyes firmly on the window as he continued to run over the same piece of lawn that he had cut. This attracted the attention of his workmate, who looked at him puzzled. He followed the direction of where his partner was staring and saw what the distraction was.
Rebekah was just freeing another breast from her gown and fingering the nipple when she caught the second guy's attention. He stopped in his tracks. Giggling, she continued, playing with the full breast. And the two of them together were something to behold. She was a 38 DDD and both women and men would look at her chest with awe.
She held her breasts together like two inviting mountains. Her nipples strained to be touched, to be squeezed, to be licked. A moan escaped her lips as she watched the two young men continue mowing. Their eyes never left her. One hand trailed down her tummy, over her soft fur until she felt her engorged clit on her fingertips. She was feeling more excited by the minute as both men got closer and closer to the window. She knew the most they could see was her topless and had no idea that her fingers were plunging into wetness below. It was a bit frustrating but if she pushed back to far from the window, she wouldn't be able to see out.
Eventually, the young guys were done with the lawn. They started to gather the clippings up. Rebekah was so close to cumming. Her fingers were a blur on her clit as she watched them bend over, their young bodies hard and youthful. One of the guys left the lawn mower for a bit and she only had the pony-tailed guy to play to. She didn't mind, either one of them standing in front of the window would do to make her cum. He kept glancing over to the window to look at her, bare breasted, her mouth taking in sharp intakes of breath, her cheeks flushed.
Suddenly, Rebekah heard a noise from the hall. Foolishly, she had left the door ajar when she had gone out to get her mail. She could hear someone moving in the hall. Immediately, she thought it had to be the blond guy. He must have come in the building to get the garbage bags from the hallway closet. Surely, he must have heard her whimpers and moans as she masturbated by the window. He certainly knew what apartment she was in.
Rebekah waited and listened. Her finger still played wetly with her pussy though. She was too far-gone to stop. She heard a footstep just outside her door and then someone pushed it gently. What the person did not know was that door had a tendency to swing. It swung quickly and hit the doorstop.
Rebekah moved her chair around fast, very afraid. Her gown was still open, her tits exposed and her legs spread with one hand busy on her pussy. What she saw made her jump, both in surprise and excitement. The young blond guy was standing there at the door.
He was more shocked and surprised than she.
"Um, God, I'm sorry. Uh, er, I heard a noise, please. Excuse..." he stammered.
What could Rebekah say? It was obvious she had been masturbating. Still was, in fact. She was completely exposed. The insides of her legs were wet with her juices and her hand was at her pussy. Seemed useless to deny it or cover-up now.
"Caught me," she giggled nervously. But then inexplicably, she became emboldened. "Well, you've seen me, why don't you let me see you?"
"Um, I have to get back to work."
"Don't have a few minutes?" Rebekah mewed sweetly. She spread her legs a little wider, facing him head on.
"Er, uh, maybe."
Rebekah smiled. It looked like a curvy young thing like herself masturbating helped him make his decision. "What's your name?"
"Um, Chris," came the reply. The poor guy couldn't help stammering.
"Why don't you come a little closer, Chris," Rebekah encouraged. "You can call me Rebekah."
"Hi Rebekah," Chris said.
"Hi Chris," purred Rebekah. She squeezed her left breast in front of him while her fingers continued to run over her mound in a lazy way. "Why don't you show me what you have in your shorts? After all, you've seen me, right?"
Chris didn't need any encouragement beyond that. He pulled down his jeans shorts, freeing his already hard cock.
"Ooo," Rebekah moaned. Her pussy just flooded anew with juices upon seeing this.
The guy was tentative still. He was erect but sort of standing their dumb, like he was in shock that the beautiful woman in front of him was half naked and masturbating.
"You are so pretty," he said, sounding excited and nervous.
"Thank you," Rebekah replied. "You are very handsome. You can touch yourself, you know."
