Martin watched as the asteroid shower rained down into the atmosphere through his telescope. The sight was breath taking; he looked at his watch and mused. “Not as beautiful as what should be happening across the street.”
He looked through the eyepiece and moved the telescope towards the bathroom window across the street. Right on time it was seven thirty in the evening, and his neighbor Teresa was giving her two-year-old boy a bath. This nighttime ritual had developed by accident. One evening he was watching the stars and the cat jumped on the telescope while he was taking some notes. When he peered through the eyepiece he saw Teresa in a white shirt, no bra, being splashed to sopping by her son. Having been a widower for a long time he had no intention of romance.
However, his own wet t-shirt contest was great, and the same person always won. Teresa could win any wet t-shirt contest hands down. Her large firm titties bounced as she laughed. As her shirt would get wet the thin material would cling tightly. He watched intently tonight as this all happened. She was in a skirt tonight as well. Little denim cut off looking thing, but as she bent over the bathtub it showed both of her butt cheeks rather well.
