Jack knew exactly where he got the idea. From the internet, of course.
The internet can be a genuine kick in the ass, some of the antics people do are amazing, those little video clips seem to be everywhere. The amateur ones were what he liked, he almost couldn't believe people would actually do some of those things, and even show their faces?
People that would never dream of being seen in public naked spread their legs with closeups for the camera, like somehow Mom or Dad or the people at work never go look at those sites, too?
Of course it didn't help much that Jack was a complete flaming voyeur already, that had started very early on one Fall when fresh out of high school and barely into college he realized he could look out his bedroom window and see the neighbor lady across the way.
Not able to afford college really, he had left his parent's home and moved in with his Grandmother so he could establish himself as a California resident.
That meant he could attend a local Junior College, get his Associate's degree in something.
Jack just had no real idea what the degree would be in, though.
His Grandma was a sweet old lady, she doted on him. Jack loved having a private bedroom, not that he had any real chance to ever use it for anything but to sleep. Grandma was on the old fashioned side.
Back home in Oregon he and his other three brothers shared an upstairs room that was like a dormitory. That place was a huge ranch, it meant up at 5 in the morning and work all day.
It wasn't a bad life, growing up half wild on a huge farm. But in Oregon it rained. It rained all the time, it never stopped except for brief periods, the standing joke was that the clouds were just reloading.
California was much dryer, hotter too. The first thing Jack noticed was that the girls all wore one heck of a lot less clothing.
That was fun, for a few weeks he didn't know where to look first, he simply was not used to girls with lots of skin showing.
Oh, hell, Jack wasn't used to girls at all.
Then one evening he looked out and realized he could see the neighbor lady in her window.
Good lord! She was in the process of taking off her clothes! Jack's face flushed, he had seen some naughty pictures of what women looked like with no clothes on but this was a real female!
She took them all off, too! Every single stitch, then went into a different room. She came back out a few minutes later with a towel and began to dry off.
Jack stared out his window until finally the woman turned off the lights. That was when he realized his own lights were on, if she had looked up she could have seen him standing there in his own window, his pants down around his ankles, furiously working his cock.
Jack's face flushed when it hit him that she might have actually seen him. But then he figured that she must not have, she had shown no reaction at all. After that he was careful to turn his own lights off. The truth was that Jack was a little bit modest, the idea of someone seeing him like that would embarrass him.
Regular as clockwork, it became a ritual. Nearly every night at around 10 PM she was there. It was easily 100 yards to her window from his, but he could see her clearly. Once in awhile he saw her husband briefly, but usually it was just her, naked, doing her thing.
He could see her even better after he bought the pair of 40 power field glasses at a hock shop, they cost him 10 bucks and the left lens was blurry, but he could close that eye and see her just fine.
One night he used every bit of courage he could muster and sneaked over the fence. There was a row of Orange trees in their back lot that he could hide behind crossing the yards, Jack managed to get within a few feet of her window.
That night was when it struck him that she must know he was watching. She pointedly ignored the window like it wasn't even there, then this time as she was drying off she put one leg up on a chair and used the towel between her legs. She was even turned so that she fully faced the window, a lamp was on a nearby table and shined the light right on her.
That was spectacular!
Jack had his dick out and was rubbing it furiously, he could see the woman's swollen vagina as clear as a bell. He was less than 10 feet away from her. She must have spent a solid five minutes with her leg up like that, her right knee turned at almost a sideways angle to her body.
Her big swollen lips appeared to stick right out of the hair she had down there, the pussy lips got bigger and bigger, Jack had no idea until right then that women got swollen up too. He also noticed her huge black nipples tightened up into tiny little nubbins, one was perfectly round and the other one was a slight vertical oval shape. Her tummy was round and soft looking, she had big beautiful hips. She even had some funny looking marks on her lower stomach, Jack didn't find out until a long time later that those were stretch marks.
When her husband walked in and glanced towards the window, Jack took off running back to his own house, not an easy thing to do with his cock sticking out of his pants in the middle of spraying down the lawn.
That went on for nearly an entire month, Jack sneaked over there every chance he got, she now used the chair a lot. Once she turned her back, he was upset about that until she leaned way over and dried her legs, her feet were way apart. She reached far down with the towel and slowly drew it up her leg, over and over.
Jack was gasping, his pants unzipped and his erection out. He could actually see her butthole, it had hair on it too. She stayed like that so long he wondered why she didn't get tired.
He had to run again that night when he saw her glance at the window, turn her head and say something. Jack had been staring at the view of her big titties swinging gently between her legs.
He realized her husband had to be right there out of sight, so he took off.
Then they moved away. When the new people moved in, the curtains closed and stayed closed.
Jack began to look around after that, he wanted to feel that same sensation, it was crazily erotic. He really missed that.
But women out on the street kept themselves covered up, at least mostly. Sometimes Jack would go down to the mall and watch the women, some of them wore halters or thin tops, he often could see their breasts bounce, and he saw lots of bare legs.
That was all fun and helped, but that memory of the neighbor lady stuck in his mind. Her deliberately putting on a show while pretending that it was all innocent just yanked Jack's chain.
One day he discovered the park. That was over two miles from the house, there was a cement wall about three feet tall and people would hop up and sit on it in the sunshine. Jack discovered that if he was across the street he could see right up some of the woman's dresses, if he walked by on the same side most of them would close their legs. Besides, he was almost six feet tall so all he could see from that angle was legs.
He saw lots of woman's panties once he figured out that part, it was like they didn't even notice him over there. He did see one woman that sat up there reading a book, he was sure that she didn't have any panties at all on but he couldn't tell for sure.
