=== Part VI ===
I awoke to the sound of a car door slamming. I looked towards the window and saw that no light was coming in - night had come and I had lost hours of time napping.
I got up and moved towards the window. When I looked out, I saw a small gold car, waiting next to the neighbor's house. It looked like Amanda VandeHaden was outside, except the hair was dark instead of blonde. As the figure moved towards the house, I saw that it was a slightly shorter woman, with brown hair. She opened the door and walked in. At this, the gold car pulled onto the street and drove away.
I figured the kids had got back home, since the stationwagon was still missing. It's possible that they had been dropped off at a friend's of family member's for the week, and had come back for the weekend.
No other windows had lights, but it looked like a light was shining towards the back of the house, which would have been around the location of the kitchen.
I stretched and headed to the bathroom. when I got back to my room, I headed over to the window. This time another crack of light was visible, from the second floor. There were two windows on the second floor, one for each room on that side, that I could see immediately across the lawn. From the one on the left, towards the corner of the floor, there was a small sliver of light, probably coming from the second floor bathroom.
After I had come to this realization, the light switched off, as if on cue. Within seconds, the corner room's light was on, and I could see that the brunette was standing in the doorway.
While she was a good distance away, I could see that she was older than my grandmother had first suggested. Her brunette hair was curly, and came to just above her shoulders, short enough that it didn't appear to be resting on them. She was wearing a white t-shirt, with some kind of image and writing, sorta like a band t-shirt. She was also wearing a pair of blue jeans. From my vantage point, I could only see from around her knees up.
As I stood watching her, she moved to the window facing the street and shut the curtains. She approached the window facing me, looked at my window, and then looked to the left and right. She put her right hand on one of the curtains, as if to close them, took another look around, at my window, and dropped her hand. I was standing in a dark room, had made no movements, and was far enough away that she must not have seen me.
I kept watching as she turned towards the street window, put her hands around her waist, and pulled her t-shirt up her chest. As I waited, her thin stomach moved up towards a lush chest, covered by a white bra. When she was attempting to pull the shirt over her head, she appeared to get a little stuck, until her head finally popped out. I could feel my lower head throbbing against the fabric of my boxers. I could feel my hard rod trying to escape, so I unbuttoned the one button in the front, and pulled myself out.
By now she was facing opposite of me, looking at what appeared to be a mirrored dresser. She appeared to be just looking at herself, until she started bending over, pushing her jeans over her ass, and down her legs. She was wearing white underwear, with a full back. Once she was completely bent over, she started standing up, raised one leg, than the other, pulling her jeans off of her feet.
As she slid one hand against her shoulder, around to the back of her neck, I slid one hand around my penis, gripping onto the tight skin at the base, and slowly pulling it towards the tip. As I said before, I'm cut, so I pushed it up as far as I could, pushed a little more, and slowly pulled back to the base.
She stepped back, sat back on her bed, and dropped the rest of the way onto the bed. I would have killed to have had a good set of binoculars. As it was, I could see that her chest was full, but I wanted more. I kept pulling and pushing my tight skin from the base to the tip, and back again, for what seemed like an hour. Eventually, she stood up, went to the door, and turned off the light. A short while later, the curtains drew shut.
I stepped back towards my bed, laid out on top of it, gripped my hard cock, and ferociously worked my hand up and down the shaft. From the show she'd given me, it only took a couple of minutes before I released spurts of cum onto my stomach and chest. I kept rubbing, back and forth, as I imagined putting my cock in between what must have been the massively lush breasts of the woman I had just seen. Once I'd released everything, and with my cock becoming softer and softer, I headed off to the bathroom to cleanup, all thoughts of Amanda washed from my mind.
=== Part VII ===
I woke up early on Saturday, and headed right out to the lake. I figured I could take a quick dip before I grabbed breakfast. When I sat down to eat, my grandmother told me she's be driving into town to pick up some things. She asked if I'd like to go with, or if she could pick up anything for me. I thought about the need to have binoculars, but also that going with, since I wouldn't want to ask her to pick them up for me, would chew up a couple hours of daylight. Since I'd seen the new neighbor girl, who appeared to be in for the weekend, I'd had an even great urge to get into the neighbors house and look around. In fact, I had gone so far as to think up a couple of ways I could force my way into getting in, such as purposely killing the electricity or plumbing. Without water or light, they would need to call for some help.
As much as I didn't want to lose the time, I decided that the best course would be to go with my grandmother and pick up some binoculars. While I was there, I figured I should also pick up some condoms, just in case. I hopeful, of course, but figured that I could always use them when I got back to school.
We headed out early, thankfully, but unfortunately it looked like Amanda was walking around outside, getting ready, perhaps, to spend some time in the sun, or out in the water. While I hated missing such an opportunity, I figured that getting binoculars would have a long-term benefit.
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