32 year old Jennifer Bracken loved the 'new' look of her bedroom. Her loving husband Mark had just replaced the two tiny windows with three huge bay windows. Every time she came into the room she stood looking amazedly at them. During the day the second story windows gave a wonderful view of their secluded wooded back yard.
Even this evening as she stood in her towel she smiled. She did think, however it was time to put up some drapes or something. She tried to imagine a multitude of different ideas but couldn’t come up with anything. She had hoped to call in an interior decorator but unfortunately Mark's company went out of business and was forced to find another job. This new job sucked, less pay (for now), travel time, and worst of all for the first three months he had 10pm to 6am shift. When he got home around 7am she was getting ready to leave for her job. A few evening hours were certainly not enough to meet their emotional or sexual needs. Mark had been so out of sorts in his first month that even on his days off there seemed to be little desire and any of that was usually ruined by a money related fight. She knew however that in two more months the nightshift would be over and the money would be back.
Shaking off her daydream she removed her towel and wrapped it around her hair. She noticed her reflection in the bay window and looked at herself. Her nice 34c tits have held up well, her nipples still had that nice upward pertness. Her petite body shown a nice tan. She knew however with her new bikini she would need to shave more. She then walked over to her bed, picked up her tank top PJ and slipped it over her head. Her little cotton sleep shorts came next. In the reflection she looked great, except for the towel on her head. She spun around and head to the bathroom to blow-dry.
She had no clue she was being watched.
Each night she performed the same ritual. As soon as Mark left at 9:30pm she would pop in a cup of tea in the microwave and set it for 5 minutes for a good long boil. She'd flick on the switch and then head up to shower and change. She'd then come down, call her sister and chat for while drinking her tea. Then she'd head up to watch TV in bed and fall asleep.
Each night Tommy Willis performed the same ritual as well. He'd climb what was left of a rotted tree ladder up into a dilapidated old treefort from many years past. It provided the perfect height and cover to watch the lovely Ms Bracken strip each night. He especially liked when she took off her sports bra and bounced her tits briefly, as though she was checking to see if they were still firm. He thought they were perfect.
At 19, Tommy had been cutting the Bracken lawn for the first few weeks of the summer as well as all last summer. Each week he'd park is ratty old pickup in the driveway and wheel out his old push mower. It was decent money and he enjoyed watching Jennifer tool around her garden in her cutoffs and sportsbra. She had a nice petite body, toned and tanned, she couldn't have weighed more than 100 pounds. The bra wrapped tightly around her chest and he would get an instant hard-on whenever he noticed her nipples popping through. He wondered if she knew he was looking at her tits.
The pinnacle of his observations came earlier this summer when she came out wearing a tank top. She waved a friendly hello to him as he pushed past. Her titties jiggled just slightly enough for him to notice. She then disappeared for awhile. He noticed her a short time later when he came around the side of the house. She was bending over her flowers to cut a few early roses. At that moment the arm hole of her tank hung low and her perfect little breast was hanging in plain sight for him to see. Just then she cut her flower and stood back up and then headed back into the house. Tommy couldn’t wait to get home to whack off to the sight etched in his head. At that moment he became determined to see more of her...but how.
The answer was almost presented right to his face the next week. Jennifer was not home to his disappointment but Mark was busy carrying large windows out to the back yard along with other carpentry material. He proudly explained to Tommy how he was going to change the bedroom windows by himself. He even brought him up to the bedroom to show how it would look from the inside. Tommy only noticed two things, the bed where he imagined Jennifer got fucked in and the pair of panties that were visible in the clothes basket. He wanted to steal them so bad he could taste it, but didn’t dare at the moment.
When Tommy was back outside mowing he noticed something else, an old treefort in one of the many ancient trees bordering the edge of the yard. Perhaps if he came back after dark he might be able to sneak up there with a pair of binoculars.
The very next week Tommy was informed that they weren’t going to need him the rest of the summer as he got most of the story about Marks job and new hours. Tommy knew, however, his visits to the house would not stop now. Definitely not.
Every few days he would visit the house after dark and sneak around back. He parked his truck a half mile away in the opposite direction that Mark went to work. Mark was advancing far too slowly on the new windows. Eventually though he had them in. By this time Tommy had figured out his schedule but was getting there too late as Jennifer was already in her night outfit by the time he got there. He was excited though as there were no blinds whatsoever yet on the new windows. He decided to get there before Mark left for work. It was already darkening and it was easy to sneak into the backyard through the heavy wooded area around their secluded home. He watched Mark drive off at 9:30 and he scrambled up the tree, his heart pounding 1000 times a minute. He crouched on the unstable boards of the rickety structure
He watched Jennifer in the lighted kitchen put a cup of something in the microwave and then disappear. When the light turned on in the bedroom Tommy instantly dropped his pant and began to stroke himself. Jennifer came in the room and just stood and stared at the window for a few minutes. Tommy whispered to himself "c'mon, c'mon get naked...i want to see your titties". Suddenly she unbuttoned her shorts and they dropped to the floor and she kicked them into the basket. The panties followed. Tommy stopped stroking for a second just so the binoculars would stop shaking. He could see her clearly enough without them, but with them it was as though her bush was three feet away. She then pulled the sports bra up over her head and tossed it in the basket. Tommy immediately started spewing cum onto the wall of the treefort. "yeah you bitch, oh thank you, thank you for letting me see your tits and cunt."
He waited patiently while she went into the bathroom to bath or shower. He was hard again when she came back into the room with her towel on. She pulled some nightclothes out of her dresser and dropped them on the bed. She then removed the towel and wrapped it around her hair. Tommy came again as watched her get dressed. The rest of the evening proved boring as she talked on the phone forever while drinking her tea. She then went up to bed flicked off the light and the TV on. He wasn’t high enough to see her in the bed but figured she would just be sleeping, besides it was much darker in the room. Perhaps another night he would climb higher.
The next two weeks he'd watch her do the same thing each night. He had even brought a video camera so now he could jackoff in bed while watching her. Unfortunately repetitively brought boredom. He wanted something more. He had climbed higher and could see her in bed but couldn’t tell if she was masturbating or not. He didn’t think so. He was even considering stopping his visits.
That’s when he saw the news special on the date rape drug. He couldn’t believe that this drug could knock the girl out and guys would fuck them without them even knowing. He whacked off again. He now knew someday soon he would be sucking on lovely Ms. Brackens tits and filling her cunt with his cum.
It was Monday after work and Jennifer was just finishing cutting the lawn herself when she noticed something odd. An old two by four was lying next to one of the old trees out back. She walked out and picked it up. When she realized it probably fell from that old treehouse she was about to toss it when she noticed that some of the bark on the tree was gashed away under one of the nailed in ladder steps. Fresh sap leaked out. She put a little pressure on the wood and it slipped down into the fresh gash. Curious she climbed up. When she reached the fort she noticed a few freshly broken off branches and scratch marks. Then she looked over at her house and was shocked that the fort was directly across from her bedroom window. When she looked down and noticed all the dried stains of the fort wall she almost freaked. Someone had been watching her and masturbating. She quickly got down the tree and went to wake her sleeping husband.
When she saw him sleeping she decided to wait and give him a few more hours to rest. She went down to the kitchen to think about it. She looked up at the fort through the window and wondered who went up there. It creeped her out. She thought about the few neighbors they had nearby. None of them fit the mold yet she wasn't sure. Unexpectantly she thought of a stranger watching her while jerking off and it made her wet. Suddenly she wanted to go wake up Mark and have him screw her.
For the next few hours she walked around in a daze thinking about it. What had he seen? She shivered when she thought of how she would look at herself and pose in the reflection of the windows. Had seen her masturbate in bed?
She found herself up the tree again looking at the window. She knew it was too low to see the bed but she also noticed how someone had climbed higher in the tree. But she had the bedroom lights out and her hand was under the covers so he couldn’t have seen much. Again she looked at the many spatters on the old boards. Just how many times had he cum? It was many.
A few minutes later she crawled naked into bed and onto Mark. He was aroused quickly and she almost came the moment his cock entered her very wet pussy. She ground her hips against him furiously. She almost cried out when he began to cum in only a few seconds. Oh she wanted more. He apologized as he got out of bed and headed for the shower. Her fingers were in her pussy as the shower door closed. The image of a faceless stranger stroking a cock came to her head. She felt her orgasm coming fast. The strangers cock began to pulsate and cum began shooting all over the treefortwalls. Jennifer’s hips bucked and she moaned out load as she came.
Later that evening as Mark prepared to leave for his shift Jennifer sat on the couch with butterflies in her stomach. She felt sick. How could she have not told Mark about the fort? How could she stay in the house after he left? It was getting dark already. Was he already out there waiting to see her naked? Her pussy stirred.
