Sitting on a couch, reading in the living room I heard the shower shut off. That was my cue. I quietly got up, headed into my bedroom, and closed the door as silently as I could.
Let me digress. All of the bedrooms and the bathroom were off of the living room. We were in an old house on campus, where they turned each level into an apartment to make more profit. I lived there with my sister, Caitlin, and a girl we went to high school with, Mandy. Mandy had been Caity’s friend all through high school, but we hadn’t bonded until we moved in together. Mandy found my dry sense of humor very funny. Anyway, the way the house was set up that my sister’s door and Mandy’s door were right next to each other, and my door was next to the bathroom door on the adjoining wall. From my door way I had a clear view into Mandy’s room, and Mandy NEVER shut the door. I first discovered that Mandy changed with the door open when I saw her reflection in the glass of a picture on my wall. Mandy was a very pretty girl, about 5’6” with long, straight black hair, very dark brown eyes, a great tan, D cup breasts, and a full, perfectly rounded ass. I was very thankful that she was an exhibitionist.
As I closed the door Mandy called out, ‘Jim, can you bring me a towel?’
‘Sure thing.’ I replied as I came out of my room to grab one for her.
Mandy was peeking out of a crack in the door as I headed back from the linen closet with her towel. When I got to the door she opened it a little more than she had to in order to grab the towel from me, allowing me a brief but full view of her beautiful body. Unfortunately, I never made it past her gorgeous tits. Perfectly shaped with small areola and long nipples, she would later tell me that she didn’t like the way they sagged. Bah! She always was too picky.
‘Thanks!’ Mandy said as she closed the door.
I mumbled something unintelligible and headed back to my room for the show to start.
Now I said before this was an old house. This old house had solid wood doors, the kind with the three indented, beveled panels for looks. Well the bottom edge of the middle panel in my door had formed a rather long crack; A crack that would allow me to see directly into Mandy’s room. With a little assistance, the view port was perfect and allowed me to take full advantage of Mandy’s exhibitionism.
Through this crack I could see Mandy’s dresser, a full-length mirror, and the foot of her bed. Unfortunately she was a messy girl, and kept her clean clothes in a basket in her closet.
The door opened and Mandy headed from the bathroom to the bedroom in nothing but the towel I gave her. She sailed into her room and right past my viewing area. I yanked off my shorts and boxers, reached over to the nightstand drawer, grabbed my Astroglide, and began to lube up my swollen dick.
Mandy came back into view wearing nothing but a pair of black thong panties, and headed over to her mirror to get a look at herself. At the angle she was standing I had a perfect view of both her beautiful breasts and hot ass. Mandy stood there for what seemed like an eternity grabbing her boobs and pushing them up a little and down a little. I sat on my bed, slowly working my member from the base of the shaft to the top of the head, imagining that I was providing the hands to perform her boob modifications.
After a minute or so, Mandy headed back out of sight, and was fully dressed in a t-shirt and jeans. I laid back on the bed and closed my eyes, revisiting the images of Mandy over and over in my mind, gently stroking my cock.
A sharp rap on my door stopped me in midstroke. My eyes snapped open and I began to speak as the door opened.
‘Jim, I…’ Mandy said as she opened the door and saw me holding my stiff, glistening penis.
Instead of being embarrassed and trying to cover up, I became even more excited, my cock throbbing even harder in my hand. And instead of Mandy stammering an apology and quickly leaving, she stared at my dick and grinned.
