After the night of teasing my neighbors' 18 year old son by pleasuring myself in front of the window I decided it felt too good to not do it again. It ended up almost becoming a regular practice for me to put on something sexy and sit down in the chair in my spare room and pleasure myself. I never actually saw my neighbors' son looking through the window, but I always felt like he was in his room watching through his window. I noticed he started having his other guy friends over a lot more often and that gave me enough to make a pretty good assumption that he had been watching and apparently now his friends were too.
The teasing went on for a few months and although I had been having a lot of fun displaying my body for my young neighbor it had been too long since I had felt the warmth of a hard dick and I had to do something to change that.
It was early afternoon one Saturday and I was still lounging around the house in my tight white tank and little cotton shorts that I wear when I go running. They cover my ass but not by much and I like it that way he-he. I decided to give my neighbor a call and when Mrs. Alexander answered the phone I could feel a tingle between my legs as I wondered if I was really going to do this.
"Hi there! I was just wondering if I could borrow your son for a little while this afternoon. I am trying to rearrange some furniture and could use some extra muscle."
"Sure thing, I'll send him right over"
"Thank you so much!"
I hung up the phone and got butterflies in my stomach; could I really do this? He knocked on the door and from the bedroom I told him to come on in. I heard the door open and shut, followed by his footsteps as he moved down the hall and closer to the bedroom door.
"Hi, thanks for coming over. I've wanted to rearrange my bedroom for a while, but I just don't have enough strength to do it myself"
His eyes were already fixed on my nipples which were very visible through the thin fabric of my white top.
"It's no problem. I wasn't doing anything anyway"
I instructed him on where to move things; I really didn't care since I didn't really need it done anyway, but we shifted the bed around and moved my dresser in it's' place. I made sure to bend down often as we lifted and carried things across the room. I knew he was beginning to have trouble keeping his eyes off me and I noticed the bulge beginning to form in his pants.