My parents, when I was about 12, moved into an older Victorian style house on Summit Avenue, a street that sloped steeply up to Summit Park. It was a three story house with a maids quarters on the third floor, three bedrooms on the second, one of which Mom had turned into her sewing room. My younger brother and I shared one bedroom until I went into high school. At that time, my parents let me move to the third floor, my younger brother had been an interruption when I was doing my home work in our room.
Next door to us and the house up hill from us, was occupied by old man Johnson and his daughter, Mavis, a thirty two year old woman. My new room was on a level with their second floor.
Right after my eighteenth birthday, in my senior year of high school, old man Johnson died suddenly, leaving Mavis alone in their house.
One of the perks I enjoyed in my room was privacy, I could jack-off whenever I wanted which was usually at night after I had finished my homework for the next days school. I liked to lay on my bed and watch, when when I came, the thick, ropey gobs of jism shoot out of my prick to land on my belly and chest. Afterwards I could go into my bathroom and clean up before turning off the light and getting into bed for the night. I always slept good then.
One night it was after dark when I entered my room and before I could turn on the light, I saw the lighted window in the house next door. Mavis was in, what turned out to be, her bedroom. I could see her moving about in her room until she stopped in front of the window, peering across towards my room. I knew she couldn't see me as I watched her from my darkened room.
Then, she slowly started to undress. As each piece of her clothing came off my cock began to stiffen until she stood in front of her window completely naked and I had a raging hard-on. Mavis seemed almost to be posing for my benefit, while looking directly at my window, running her hands over her body, cupping her smallish, pointed tits, then to her bare pussy.
