"You think she's going to walk by again?"
I glanced back toward Jack, shrugging slightly before peering through the hedge surrounding Mrs. P's back yard.
"Probably, it's hot as fuck out here and she always comes back out on days like this."
There were five of us leaning against the trees and hedge that surrounded Mrs. P's yard, a habit we had picked up years ago back when we were in high school and continued to do every summer.
Jack was a tall skinny guy, hadn't really filled out yet even in his early 20's, with dark messy hair and glasses. He peered over my shoulder at one of the lines we had cut in the hedges years ago and kept trimmed for days like these.
"She'll be back, she was just getting a shower." Becka looked over to her friend, Sarah with a smile and little eyebrow wiggle she had picked up since meeting Sarah in 1st year.
Becka had shoulder length hair on the short side with a smaller, lean look to her. Her friend, we were pretty sure they were more than friends, Sarah was new to our voyeur group but had gotten into the feel of things pretty quick. She had a strong personality that took some getting used to, but was pretty fun to hang out with. Pretty hot with her shoulder length hair and olive complexion. Had a great rack too, although we learned pretty quickly they were for Becka's use only.
"Well, I hope she comes out soon, it's getting warm," Aaron muttered, leaning back and taking a drink of the beer he had brought along for our spying day.
"Oh damn, there she is!"
I looked back through the hedge as Mrs. P slid the patio door open and stepped out on her deck. She was an older lady, early 40's we figured, with that look of mature sexuality that had been bringing us by her windows for a while now. We all knew what we were doing was wrong, but at the same time watching P getting herself off in the evenings or on her deck was like a drug we couldn't get enough of.
And she didn't disappoint today!
Wearing the skimpy little bikini she used when she thought she was alone, the red one I liked, she strode out like a goddess to the deck, pulling the screen closed behind her. She had recently dyed her hair black, an amazing contrast to her slightly pale skin. She was tall, taller than us except maybe Aaron, with curves and a set of tits that had kept me up more than a few nights.
We all settled into the hedge, no sound but our breathing and the background noise of the community, as she pulled her deck lounger to the middle of the deck and sat, facing us. I could barely stifle a groan as she started wiping lotion on her arms, squirming against the ground to press my stiffening dick for some relief. I heard a light chuckle and looked to see Sarah smiling at me with a little wink. I noticed her nipples were already hard and she was rubbing Becka's back through the light tank top she wore.
On the deck, Mrs. P continued her ritual, starting to rub down her muscular legs. Watching her stretching each one out at a time, her hands gliding over her smooth skin, I would have given anything to be applying the lotion for her. I swear my chest tightened as she sat up, looking along the hedge line. We had made sure our nest wouldn't be noticed, but every once and a while she would stare off in the yard. Maybe she was making sure there was no one around? Who knows and really at this point, didn't care.
"Here we go, man," Jack whispered.
I held my breath as she reached back to undo the top, letting her tits fall free. I heard a low grunt from Jack, he was always a bit of a vocal guy out here, and threw a quick glare his way.
"She's fucking beautiful," Sarah whispered. I was surprised to see her rubbing her hand over Becka's ass and her nipples were tight poking through her shirt.
"Yeah, she is," I whispered back. Mrs. P had leaned back, rubbing the lotion over her tits. We all knew she loved her boobs; we'd seen her fondling them enough over the years to know she enjoyed it as much as we did watching her. Lifting and squeezing each one, pulling and twisting the nipples with her moistened fingers.
"Look at her go," Aaron said softly as we watched Mrs. P fondle the lotion on her skin.
"She's into it today, for sure." Jack answered.
We tried to settle to watch, but something felt different today. Maybe it was watching Sarah feeling Becka up while we watched P playing with herself, but the five of us were radiating a tension more than I'd ever felt before.
Mrs. P had laid back on her chair, her hands fondling her chest while we watched breathlessly. The way she squirmed on the chair told us this was going to be a good one, especially when one hand started down her belly. Mrs P liked to drag her play time out, we knew, play with her tits for a bit then her pussy. One day she was out here with a vibe and I swear I almost came in my pants watching her.
"You guys have been doing this for a while huh?" Sarah asked.
"Yeah, I'd say." I replied awkwardly.
"Did any of you ever approach her?"
