He had walked out the back door of his country home into the cool night air. The sky was clear and the quarter moon cast a soft light over his rustic surroundings. Autumn was just beginning to make its impact as leaves were starting their fall change of color. The lone ash tree was the first to lay bare in anticipation of winters sleep. Jack zipped up his coat and made off with a quick pace toward the bike path which passed close to his property.
His nightly walks had become a set routine and his path rarely varied. Out of the house, down the lane and turn left toward the bike path. Take the bike path 1 mile east into town and turn right on Arlin. He would head .8 miles south to cut across the soccer fields, turn left on West Street and walk two blocks to 421. It was the most direct route and he saw no reason to change it. He was practical to a T and that wouldn't change. He always seemed to pause in contemplation before crossing the street but not for more than an instant. He looked over his shoulder as he dashed into the side yard and hunkered in between the bushes by the side of the house. Once there he crawled five feet south to the basement window and settled into his destination.
He peered through the window and into the dimly lit bedroom on the other side. There was a soft glow from canned lighting which was controlled by a dimmer switch on the south wall. At one time the curtain that hung over the window had just enough of a gap to see the bed on the other side. A couple weeks ago the curtain was no longer pulled shut but opened to one side which gave him full view of the entire room. He wasn't sure why it was opened but the other windows remained covered. This window however was no longer blocked and he could look directly down upon the bed below.
There was a time that he slept in that bed. They were in love but life had taken its toll and resentment had crept in. He thought of the time they shared with fond memories and remembered the feel of her skin against his. She was a beautiful woman with curly red hair which stopped just short of her shoulders. Although she was in her 40's, Lea had kept a nice figure which Jack still craved. After they had parted he kept his distance but the thought of her persisted. He would think of how they made love and how he had wanted to touch her in that way again. This craving eventually took control of his senses until it had driven him here.
He looked through the window and could see her shadow moving in the bathroom. He knew at ten she would get ready for bed. She would close her book, brush her teeth and walk to the side of the bed. She would slip off her robe and stretch. Jack loved to see her naked body as she reached for the ceiling. He loved the shape of her breasts and the way they pointed just a little north as she brought her arms over her head and arched her back. Her skin seemed to glisten in the warm soft light of the room and her full bottom pushed out invitingly as she stretched.
The first time he tried to return here it had taken him hours. He had turned around countless times telling himself how stupid it was to go. He would get within feet of her house but continued past it and on down the street. He had passed her neighbors who walked their dog every night as he made his way down the sidewalk. It was almost midnight when he finally got the nerve to sneak up to the house. He peaked into the window and watched her sleep. He had stayed for only a few moments before a cat calling for a mate had spooked him. He panicked and darted from behind the bushes in a flurry of awkward movements. He resolved to keep his cool after that and with each visit he was more comfortable and in control.
The next visit he arrived closer to ten and was able to watch her as she read and flipped through the pages of her book. Jack chuckled at the sight of Lea fondling her book unconsciously. Her fingers would pull at the pages from the remainder of the book and let them flip down like a deck of cards being shuffled. She had done that since she was young and it was a habit he adored. That night he stayed long after she had slipped into bed watching her snuggle under the blankets. Her breathing slowed until she was deep in sleep. He was about to leave when he notice her stirring again.
She tossed a couple times and became increasingly restless. He watched as her hand moved under the blankets and began to move over her body. In a quick jerk she threw the blankets off and over to one side of the bed. She must have gotten too hot in the night for Jack could see a glistening sheen cover her naked body as she lay there in the soft moonlight. He admired her body and the bronze glow of her skin. She brought her hand up to her belly and started to move it in circular motions and each pass came a little lower until her fingers brushed against her naked pooty which was shaven clean except for a small patch that he referred to as her landing strip. It was a neatly trimmed area about an inch wide and two inches long that lead straight down in a v shape to her pleasure region. Her fingers played with the short hairs in a stimulating fashion letting her nails lightly run lightly against the skin beneath. He watched as her hips moved up to meet her fingers and then would lower back down to the sheet below.
She brought her other hand to her full round breasts and ran her finger tips around her nipple. She lifted her hand to her mouth and moistened her finger so they would glide softly around them. She cupped her breast and squeezed softly pushing it against herself. She brought her other hand up to her mouth and moistened it also and reached for her other breast. Jack could feel himself becoming aroused at the sight of Lea pleasing herself. He longed to be next to her as she traced her fingers around her nipples. He remembered when it was his tongue that traced around her nipples. He laughed at the memory of her declaring how the cold air would make them stick out and how he would remind her that they always stuck out.
He watched as her hands slid down the sides of her slender waist and passed on to her full rounded hips. She brought them up again to meet her breast and then let them drift down and gently caress her abdomen just above her prize. She pushed the heel of her hand firmly against her pelvic bone and dropped her finger tips into the folds until she found her wetness. She spread her lips and let her fingers slide inside and pulled them out revealing warm liquid which clung to her fingers. Her hips rose again as she plunged deeper inside. She looked down to watch as her hips and fingers softly slid together and then pulled apart. Her head fell against the pillow as she inched her way further inside and then slowly exited her vaginal canal. She licked her fingers and tasted the sweet nectar that now started to drip from her. She was so wet Jack could see the sheen on her fingers as she licked them again.
He was now fully erect and his hard penis pushed against his jeans as he knelt against the side of her house. He reached into his pants to relieve some of the pressure which had become almost painful. His member swelled as he pulled it to one side in a more comfortable position. In a moment of lesser judgment he pulled down his zipper and let it breath in the cool night air. His hand slowly stroked his shaft as he watched Lea in the room below. He let out an audible moan as he stroked himself and at that moment Lea had stopped and looked straight at the window. Their bodies froze in that instant until Lea jumped out of bed and started towards him. He quickly turned from the window out of view and scanned the area to ensure no one else was there. Jack knew that he had been seen but was not sure if he had been recognized. There was no one in sight so he slid back to the sidewalk as he put himself away. He complimented himself on keeping his thoughts together so as not to panic and draw attention. He kept his breathing steady and his thoughts clear as he made his way back home.
Tonight after Lea had stretched, she made her way to the night stand. She walked slowly tonight. She moved more like a stripper performing a show than a woman getting ready for bed. Her hips swayed a little more and her posture was a little prouder. Jack watched from the window as Lea pulled out the black lace nighty he had bought her and slipped it on. It didn't quite hang low enough to cover her full bottom. Her pretty round ass just barely peeked out from the beneath it. She brought out the lighter from the drawer and lit the candle which set on the nightstand beside her bed. She turned on the radio and Jack could hear soft music playing in the back ground.
Lea didn't slip under the covers tonight. She pulled them down on one side and walked slowly over to the other side of the bed to pull them down there. Jack watched the beautiful woman below as she now climbed gracefully on to the bed with her backed turned towards him. She was on all fours and arched her back pushing her bottom out as if to tease him with it. He watched as Lea's head went down to the pillow freeing up her hands. She reached back between her legs and ran her finger tips along the lips of her pussy. She thrust her hips out and rubbed herself in a light circular motion. Her fingers knew what to do and Jack watched with a hunger as she continued to play with herself, ass sticking straight towards him for an unobstructed view.
"God", he moaned under his breath as he felt his cock getting hard. It was fully swollen and made an obvious bulge in his jeans. His head was throbbing from watching her in the room below. He thought he could even smell a hint of perfume. The candle light danced off her body making each movement a little more erotic and a little more deliberate. He rubbed his bulge as he continued to watch Lea please herself.
She turned on her back now and grabbed her pussy with her hips rising up to meet it. She arched her back and closed her eyes as her hand reached down. She spread her lips and Jack could see the moisture glistening between her legs. He watched as she put two fingers into herself and rubbed her clit with the other hand. She thrust her hand deep into her pussy. She reached deep inside herself and relaxed her hips as her fingers slid back out glistening from her juices. Three fingers twirled around her lips and then disappeared inside her. Jack watched as she thrust these in and out in a rhythmic motion. Her hips again pushed up to meet them. In and out they went, faster and faster.
Jack scanned her body as he rubbed his cock still in pants. Her breasts rose and fell with each quickening breath. She was stroking her clit with one hand and teasing her dripping pussy with the other. Jack couldn't take it anymore. He unzipped his pants and pulled out his rock hard throbbing cock. He stroked it with a cadence that matched Lea's as she stroked her pussy. His hand glided up and down the shaft as Lea's long slender fingers slid in and out of her. He focused on her now and felt his heart pounding inside his chest. It was erotic for him to watch her pleasing her desires. He could hear her moan. It was soft at first. She turned her head as she moaned louder now. Her hand was dripping wet from being deep inside herself.
