I've made my stops in my guest bedroom a regular, nightly thing, but only one of those nights was fruitful. It was a week ago, when I paused at the spare room window on my way to bed. Ashley's light was on, but she wasn't in my line of sight. I was about to leave, bummed, but then I saw her. She was wearing a tiny nightie, lacy and red, and panties to match were visible.
She was on the phone, walking back and forth in her bedroom. Every so often she would toss her head back to laugh, revealing the sweetest neck I'd never kissed. Her hair was in pigtails, and she was barefoot. Just watching her was getting me excited. I sat in my recliner, hoping to God that I would get at least a few minutes of watch time.
I prayed a little. Something like, "Oh please, God, let her do something nasty."
Then I settled myself back in my chair and let my stiffening cock out of my pants. I rubbed myself hard, watching Ashley pace her bedroom, laughing and talking in her skanky little nightie. I was a little surprised when she pulled a small chair up in front of her window, the seat facing me.
I sat up a little to pay more attention to what she was doing. For a minute or two she disappeared, then finally, she was there. The phone was gone, but the tiny nightie was still on. She sat in the chair, looking straight out her window. I didn't think she could see me, but she was certainly acting like she wanted me to be there. She propped her bare feet up on either side of the window, pulled her panties aside, and went to work on her gorgeous fat pussy.
I masturbated with her, for how long I'm not quite sure, but the night ended in the most mind shattering orgasms, and two highly satisfied parties.
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Two days ago, Ashley came over to invite me to dinner. Her deceased mother's father was over for a visit. He would be staying two weeks, she informed me. Her father wanted me there tonight to try a new barbecue recipe he was making. I accepted the invite.