Five thirty.
That special time of day.
It was special to me as well as all the boys who could see Mrs Henry's bathroom window, well which was only me.
Mrs Henry has been a widow for five years now. When her husband died of stage four cancer she was heart broken. She hadn't left her house in months and when she finally did she looked so much better than she did before. Maybe it was because she was now single but now all the men gawked at her. However, since her husband, I have never seen Mrs Henry date or be with any man. Nevertheless, I knew she wanted one.
I had been helping her around the house because she needed strong guys to shift a lot of the stuff she had around. She paid well and I had no problem helping, especially as I got to see her in a tiny bikini on many occasions. Her sculpted body was enough to set any man rock hard and to see it wet when she had just dipped in the pool was even better. However, a naked Mrs Henry was the best.
Five thirty.
I took my chair to the window and sat down, naked from the waist down. Mrs Henry walks into her bedroom on time and takes her towel into her bathroom. She is out of my view as she uses the toilet but as she stands I can see she has removed her pants and panties. Her ass and hips are large and her pussy bare. She then unbuttons her blouse and feels the water in her tub she had already put to fill. Her bra supports her breasts well but with the snap of the clasp her two succulent orbs fall out. Her pink nipples catch my attention. They're pointy and plump and I always imagine sucking them. My cock suddenly springs up hard but not fully erect yet.
She sits in the tub her legs spread just enough for her to rub her clit just like normal. I watch as she plays wither pussy, her long slender fingers getting lost between her folds. Grab a hold of my cock and stroke it slowly. I gasped as I watch her dip a finger inside her hole. I tightened my grip on my cock as I saw her spread her legs a little more exposing more pussy.
I closed my eyes imagining her pussy around my cock buried deep within her. As I open my eyes again I almost release one time. Mrs Henry has her legs opened wide and pussy clamped around a fat purple double sided dildo. She's thrusting it up inside her so quickly that I wince. I could almost hear her moans as she thrust, in and out of that pussy. I stroke my cock, faster and harder. I have never seen Mrs Henry go through such lengths to come. Normally, she would just play with her clit but this was gold.
I needed more friction on my cock. I stoked faster and harder feeling like we were connected somehow. As if I was fucking her now, my cock buried in her pussy.
I watched as her toes curled and her eyes were screwed shut. Her pussy dripped with juice and I moaned loudly. Fuck! What a sight!
My cock throbbed uncontrollably. I wanted to come. I thrust harder into my hand as she played with her nipples. God! I got my cup ready and jizzed straight into it just as she came. That was fun to watch and exciting to do. I looked up and my eyes met with Mrs Henry's. I stood up to run but my cock was bare and she saw it. Her eyes bulged. Oh no! I was caught.
I watched as she quickly jumped out if the tub then dressed in her room then ran down the stairs. She was coming over to my house! I quickly put on my pants. I didn't want her telling the entire neighborhood I was jerking off while watching her masturbate. Mrs Henry rang the doorbell and I quickly went to answer.
"Damian!" She yelled. "Where is your mother."
