I don't know what gets into the cat's head sometimes, but those demon beasts can be really annoying. Last week, mine decided to walk across my face at 4am. I threw him out of the room, but after a few minutes of tossing and turning I decided to just get up so I wouldn't wake my wife.
I tiptoed down the stairs as quietly as possible so I wouldn't wake anyone and started to make a pot of coffee. When the coffee was done, I stepped out onto the back deck as it was July, and it was warm. I love the semi darkness just before dawn and the sound of the birds and the breeze blowing through the trees.
It was peaceful and still and so I was startled just a bit when a light suddenly came on in an upstairs window of the neighbor's house. Without even really thinking about it I was just looking up into the now bright room next door when I saw my neighbor in the window, absently mindedly taking off her clothes and looking into a mirror. I hadn't been sure what room it was in their house, as I had never been in their upstairs before, but it must have been the bathroom.
My neighbor was a lovely looking young woman. Id met her and her husband when they'd moved in in the Fall. They were newlyweds, and they'd bought this house because it was halfway between each of their families. He was in the military but was planning to get out later this year. In the meantime, though, he was away most of the time and only came home for a few days every couple of weeks or so.
She and I had chatted a few times over the fence as neighbors do and if I'm honest I had a little crush on her. I'm sure she noticed; even my wife had noticed and teased me about it. But it had never amounted to anything more than being a friendly neighbor who was happy to chat a few minutes if the opportunity came up.
But now she was standing in the window naked, but my angle from the deck was terrible, and my curiosity piqued, I went back inside and crept quietly back up the stairs to the spare room. I thought the side window from there would offer a much better view. And I was not disappointed! Standing back so as to not be visible in the reflected light from her window, I looked on with the same delight as a puppy with a new toy.
She was more gorgeous than I could have imagined. Her breasts were round and firm, not too big but just enough to squeeze and the areola around her nipples was dark and enticing. Her stomach looked smooth, with perfect skin and a neat little bush that looked perfect to me. As I was admiring her, she turned around to get in the shower and her tight round ass was so beautiful that it looked deserving of worship.
Without even realizing it, I had begun slowly stroking my swollen cock with my thumb and forefinger, having pulled out from under my shorts.
As I watched her through the shower glass, I licked my finger and with my thumb on the head of my dick I moved my wettened finger up and down the smoot underside. As I did so I could feel my balls tighten and my cock grow so hard it was on the edge of painful.
I licked my thumb and finger and massaged the tip on my dick, occasionally tightening them around my shaft and, squeezing tightly, stroked slowly up a down a few times. After a few minutes, I was at the edge of cumming, the precum gathering at the tip of the shaft, I stopped, wiped it off and sucked it off my finger.
She was taking a nice long early morning shower, the steam obscuring my view, but she washed her hair and then rubbed the body wash all over herself. Her hands slowly scrubbing every beautiful inch of her. And watching her felt like a such a perfect, dirty little secret as I began stroking my cock harder and faster. As I felt on the verge of release, I stopped again, and again licked the precum off my fingers, but I knew I wouldn't be able to stop if I started again. But I was too into it, too into imagining my hands across her body, feeling her smooth skin, cupping her breasts and squeezing her nipples, and feeling for her wet pussy, my fingers moving through the kinky dark hair of her bush.
As the water turned off in the house across the driveway, I furiously began stroking my dick again and, god, it felt so good to finally cum. My dick felt like it had a mind of its own as it throbbed and pulsed, shooting cum onto the wall and window as my knees buckled and I had to quickly lean against the wall to keep myself from falling.
Fuck, what a mess! I quickly went into the bathroom and got some paper towels off the roll under the cabinet and grabbed a bottle of spray cleaner. I returned to clean up my mess that was now flowing down the wall and window, hoping that the strong scent of the cleaner would cover the aroma of cum.
For the next few days, I was extra nice and smiled extra big whenever we saw each other across our lawns but I hadn't really had the opportunity to talk, which was probably just as well as I might have blurted something out about the bathroom window not being covered. In truth, I was really hoping I might get another opportunity to watch her shower while I stroked myself. Though next time, Id be better prepared with something to cum in.
On Thursday, I had a particularly long and hard day at work and got home late and exhausted. After a shower I fell asleep on the couch early, it had to be before nine for certain. And I must have really been tired because I slept on the couch all night; my wife had thoughtfully covered me with a light blanket. So, when I woke up just a little before five again, I immediately thought of my neighbor and wondered if she'd be taking an early morning shower again.
