After dropping out of high school at the age of 18, Ryan had nothing better to do than hang out, peeping through the fence that separated his families property from the neighbor's back yard. The best thing about peeping was the neighbor herself, a tall, voluptuous woman in her forties. He knew her name was Marian and she was divorced, lived by herself in the house and spent a good part of almost every summer afternoon sunning herself by her pool or swimming. Seeing Marian in her bathing suit was quite erotic in itself, but sometimes she would swim or sunbathe topless and when she did, it would make all of Ryan's time and trouble completely worth his while, at least to his way of thinking.
At first, he had tried to peep directly through the fence, until he realized that he was visible to her when he did that. The fence was chain link with laths woven into it and, although it gave him an excellent view of the lounge that Marian used, she could see him too, and would quickly leave if he was next to the fence.
Ryan had solved that problem by setting up a peeping station in the wooden shed that his parents used to store the lawn mower and other lawn and garden tools. Using a hole saw, he had cut a small, round hole in the side that abutted the fence, giving him a perfect view of the lounge. When he was not peeping, the hole was plugged with the small piece of wood that had been removed. It was directly behind where the lawnmower was usually placed so that if anybody happened to glance at the interior of the shed, the plugged hole would not be visible.
It was a hot afternoon and Ryan expected Marian to use the lounge and maybe the pool so he went to the back yard and walked straight to the shed door. By approaching like that, nobody could see him through the fence. He entered the shed, closing the door behind himself, and got as comfortable as he could before removing the plug from the hole and peering through.
He smiled at the sight that met his eyes. There she was, thirty feet away, standing by the lounge in the bathing suit that covered her large breasts and shapely hips and ass. Her hair was long and dark brown and her visible skin was well tanned. Ryan was well aware from previous peeping that the skin hidden by the top of the two piece suit was much lighter, and he hoped to see some of it that day. What he really wanted was for all of the untanned skin to be on display but that had never happened and he didn't even dare hope it ever would. Even the thought of the possibility made his cock start to stiffen; he decided that, whether he saw a tit show or not, he would probably jack off just before leaving the shed.
At first, nothing happened. The object of his surveillance simply lay on her back, her eyes covered by dark glasses. Having nothing better to do, Ryan waited patiently at his station. After a few minutes, his patience was rewarded as his sexy neighbor sat up, reached behind herself and unhooked her bathing suit top. As he watched avidly, she peeled off the garment and fondled her breasts briefly, giving Ryan a clear view of the prettiest tits he had ever seen. She only sat up for a few seconds before lying on her back again but it was enough to give him a hard-on as stiff as any he had ever had.
His cock almost seemed to be trying to rip through his pants at the sight of the sexy woman lying down with her big, firm tits pointing into the air. Ryan quickly unzipped his fly and pulled out his cock. As he watched her resume caressing her breasts and playing with her nipples, he fantasized being there with her. He had heard from some of his buddies how older divorced women like Marian were always trying to get young guys like him to fuck them but so far she had resisted the urge they said she would have. He would be ready when she finally gave in to what he thought of as her needs but until then, jacking off while staring at her tits was what he had to settle for. He knew he would cum, maybe more than once, and he wrapped his handkerchief around his cock so it didn't squirt onto the floor and leave sticky, smelly evidence of what he had been doing.
The object of Ryan's lust didn't stay on her back very long. Instead, she turned onto her side facing toward him, draping her upper arm over the side of her head while her other hand continued fondling her tits. He wondered if she was actually masturbating because he couldn't understand why a woman would do such a thing when there was a young stud next door who would be willing to fuck her if she would only ask him. Besides, he had heard that women used a fake cock to do that.
