I like to masturbate. So does every one. But I don't like to do it in the bathroom or my bedroom. I like to do it in public places. I have done it in swimming pool, in school, in parks, in bus, etc. when no one is looking at me. I am always in search of new places. The newest place which I had discovered was the terrace of the building in which I was staying. The terrace had a water tank some 10 feet above the terrace floor. There was a small ladder provided by which one could climb up on the water storage tank. I had decided to shag over there in the night. There is dark over there at that time and no one could see me shagging. I fixed the day. It was supposed to do that on Wednesday night.
Wednesday dawned. I was very excited for the whole day. At last at 9 PM I locked my flat and went up on the terrace. I had just put on shorts and a T-shirt. I had no undies underneath. I went on the water tank. I removed all the little clothes I was wearing, stood upright and started stroking my cock. I was feeling very excited.
But my excitement did not last longer. I heard few footsteps coming toward the terrace. Oh Shit. Some was coming right on the terrace. My excitement melted and I started sweating like I had played beach volleyball on the hottest day. I put on my clothes in no time and laid on my stomach on the tank there. I could leave because of the bulge in my pants. So laid the silently.
From the edge of the tank I saw two people. As it was all dark I couldn't figure out who were those two creatures there to disturb me. Those two creatures put on a powerful torch which they had brought with them. I could now clearly see the in the torch light. They were my neighbours living on the topmost floor of the building.
It was Sasha and her mother. Why the hell both had come over here. Sasha's mother was very big personality. She was fat than the fattest pig I had seen. Her face was like a bulldog. Her hair were like those a monkey. She was fair, but looked like a white witch. She was very nagging. She fought with all the neighbours everyday. So all of us living in the building kept a distance from their family. Even Sasha had no friends.
From their conversation I understood that Sasha was going to study on the terrace for the whole night and her mother would stroll there for 15 minutes and leave later. I pondered why one would like to study on the terrace. They had brought the torch there for the same purpose. I couldn't leave from that place because if that bitch saw me there then the world would have experienced World War III. So I laid there quietly without any one noticing me. After 15 minutes the big lady went downstairs. I gave a sigh of relief.
Again from the edge of the water tank I started peeping down. Sasha had brought a mat, two pillows, one bag (which contained books) and a light. It was an emergency fluorescent light. She had put the mat on the floor and was sleeping on her back with the pillows under her head. She had a book in the had but by experience I could tell that she was not reading just looking at it. She was not able to concentrate on the book. I started looking at her. She was of my age. She was exactly opposite to her mother. Slim and slender. She had a nice figure, just like a supermodel.