That Thursday morning you were outside sitting on the balcony, typing away at your laptop, and I was looking at you from behind, as I so often do. I noticed that Chelsea, the next door neighbor's daughter, was messing around with her car. I mentioned to you through the open french doors to ask her if something was wrong. It was time for her to be gone to class, so I wanted to help her out if we could. Of course you were quick to call out to her asking if everything was ok. She told you that she'd forgotten to turn off her headlights and the battery was dead. Since I was dressed already, I offered to drive her to school. I grabbed my keys and purse and gave you a quick kiss before rushing out to get her there.
On the way there she was very appreciative and worried that her Dad would be mad that she'd done that --again. I told her not to worry, that maybe we could figure out how to get it started and he wouldn't need to know. This made her happy and she became chatty for the rest of the drive. She talked about a dozen random things and I had her tuned out a little I guess, until I heard her say Andrew. I apologized and asked her to repeat what she'd said, and she commented on how "nice" Andrew is. I agreed and she told me how lucky I am....that she and Amy, the neighbor's daughter across the street, had always had crushes on you. I smiled and told her I didn't blame her - how could I? You're so sexy and handsome and engaging. She went on to say that she hopes she can find a boyfriend like you. The way she was pressing the subject seemed like there was something she wanted to say but didn't know how. So I asked her if Scott, her boyfriend, was good to her. She said yea, but not like how Andrew is to you. I asked her to explain what she meant and she admitted that several times when we'd sat for her at our house so her parents could go out that she'd sneaked out of bed and seen us together in the dark.
I got a little concerned, obviously, but wanted to know more. She described very accurately how you had laid me back on our bed, standing over me, and undressed me. I knew exactly what she meant since you often do that - just to unwrap your package and explore what's underneath. I'm sure we were so caught up in each other that we had no idea she was spying. She told me shyly that she'd watched, long pause - everything.
The atmosphere became a little bit tense but she continued and confessed that she'd told Amy what she'd seen and they'd been snooping around to catch glimpses of us together. My mind started racing with thoughts of all that they might have seen. We're so uninhibited together, very comfortable in our sexuality. I was silent as I thought of what to say next when Chelsea asked me if the things we did together felt good. I said of course, that's what people who love each other do, they express it with their bodies together. She said her Mom and Dad don't, and I told her she might be surprised, that they probably do that in private. I didn't want to lecture her, but I did want her to know that it is private time.
I dropped her off right about then and headed on in to the office. The conversation left my mind as I got busy, and I thought about it later on my drive home. I smiled knowing that we'd been watched. I love being seen with you, you know that. I also knew that you particularly liked Amy and how pleased you'd be that she'd spied on us.
Later that night when you came in and we were wrapped around each other, I decided to have a little fun. I had left our curtains more open than usual and savored being able to tell you about the exchange with Chelsea. As we were undressing, I asked you if you'd seen Chelsea that evening. Yes, you did, she was looking for their cat and had come into our yard to look.
"She's seen alot of you, you know", I said with a sly smile. You looked a little puzzled as I pulled you close and whispered softly in your ear that she's got a crush on you and told me that she's watched us together many times. "I have a feeling she might be watching now, so let's show her what she needs to see."
Our kissing was intense as you pressed my back into the wall, lifted me up onto the bureau, and eagerly spread my legs......lowering yourself between them, your face disappearing from view as you moaned and dove into my pussy. My head arched back, my hips grinding toward you, needing to be fucked with your gorgeous mouth. Your tongue expertly folded and slid inside me, your moustache tickling my clit.
