Daniel Vogel walked into the house and ran up the stairs to his room. He dropped his knapsack onto the floor, flung his jacket onto the bed and ran to the window. He separated the blinds slowly and only a crack, enough to see out onto the driveway next door. He waited for what was coming, the same thing he had waited to see each day for the past month. He didn't have long to wait. A small red Jeep turned from the street and came to a stop beside the house next door. The driver's side door opened and out stepped who he had been waiting to see.
Two months earlier, the family who had lived there since before he had been born had moved out. A couple, the Siglers, a bit older than his parents, had moved in. Daniel had been ambivalent about it. The former neighbor's kids had been slightly older than Daniel and had never been close friends of his other than the occasional pickup basketball game. He and his parents had done the neighborly thing and gone out to greet the new couple. He had learned that they had a daughter who was away at school but no other kids. He put it in the back of his mind figuring that he might be able to pick up some pocket money by shoveling a sidewalk of snow or mowing a lawn for them. Otherwise, their moving into the neighborhood held little interest for the college freshman.
Everything had changed after their daughter, Tracy, had graduated from college and moved back in with her parents. The first time Daniel had seen Tracy, he had been immediately struck by how attractive she was. Her shoulder length dark hair framed a pale complexion, a look that Daniel thought of as slightly "goth" and something he very much liked. They had exchanged a few words here or there but never had much contact beyond the occasional wave hello. But his detached air had been a facade from the beginning and Daniel's interactions with her had been really been a one-sided affair. Tracy on the outside and Daniel peering at her through the blinds.
Daniel stared out the window. Tracy was coming home from her work as a nurse for a local clinic and was wearing the light blue scrubs that he liked seeing on her. For some reason seeing her fully clothed the way she was a bigger turn on than imagining her naked; although he did plenty of that as well. The bottoms of the scrubs were loose in the legs but got a lot tighter around the hips. Tracy had shapely hips that he very much liked and they caused the material of her pants to spread across an ass that Daniel couldn't get enough of seeing. Skinny ones did nothing for him but Tracy's was what he considered perfect. As he stared out the window, his hand went down to the front of his jeans and he started rubbing, hoping she would stay outside long enough for him to at least get himself hard.
This day he was lucky. As she was heading up the steps to the house, she paused to check her phone and answered a call which delayed her entry inside. Daniel took the opportunity to unzip his pants and pull his cock out. It was already hard and he closed his hand around it and started jerking off. His thoughts went to her ass and he imagined all the things he'd do with it. Daniel fantasized about slowly pulling the scrubs down, followed by the panties and pushing his nose between her cheeks, taking a deep breath of her scent. He would slowly tease her asshole with his tongue, tasting her beautiful ass as he got her wet with his spit. He would get his tongue as deep as he could inside her, lubing her with his mouth, enough to be able to slip a finger inside her bottom. The warmth surrounding his finger and then two fingers. It wasn't all he wanted to put inside her ass because after his fingers he would bend her over and...
He came. In big spurts that splashed on the wall below the window. He grunted as his cock jerked in his hand and he felt that muscle between his balls and asshole tighten. Daniel lifted his hand to his mouth and sucked off the semen that covered it just as Tracy ended her phone call. She paused for a moment and turned her head to face his window. Daniel let go to the blinds immediately and hoped she hadn't seen anything. She looked around to the street, shrugged and went inside. He quickly grabbed some tissues to wipe himself off before zipping up and to clean off the mess he had left on the wall -- certainly not the first time that had happened. He got himself together in time to see his mother's car pull into their driveway.
Daniel picked up his knapsack and pulled out his laptop. He got on the bed and started on his homework, his body satisfied for the moment but his mind still looking at Tracy.
***
That evening after dinner, Daniel sat in his room, at his computer and chatted with friends. His phone buzzed with a text message and he picked it up to see which on of his friends it was. The number was one he didn't recognize. He was about to ignore it as spam but clicked on it anyway.
The message was only four words, "Have fun watching me?"
