number one of all to set the conniption - I was living on my own in a strange country in Eastern EU where I could n't really speak the speech and only had a couple of booster locally.

I was in the centre of a city, living on the solid ground floor in a converted garage sticking out from the rear of a row of apartments and houses. None of the flats above me could see my spot, and there were only a couple of small in high spirits windowpane in the apartment behind me - an unusual situation, but the centres were good of a mix of old and new, and I was favourable enough to have that seclusion - I lived in more public seat where affair happened, but those are for future stories.

There was only one neighbouring household which overlooked my windows, and due to a high wall, only one of their way with a small-scale drinking glass balcony had a decent view.

I think the husband worked, as he was never around during the day, but I saw the married woman going to the shop from the front, or regularly using the rear balcony door to go into the garden to either talk of the town to a neighbor or hang washing out - I was not working at that time and so when it got warmer I managed to get a rough out idea of her routine.

I did n't sustain a garden, but used a pen up apparel airer to hang my washing out, which was almost daily due to the heat and my habit of keeping myself fussy by doing fiddling mo of washing regularly.

When I was cleaning my window one day I noticed that there was a brilliant reflexion of the neighbours balcony which was almost like a mirror, and so I got to acknowledge the angles and view from where I could get the considerably view without obviously looking.

When I saw her from indoors, I would go out and sham to hang out washing or clean house the windows and noticed after a few fourth dimension that as she returned to her planetary house, she would hesitate and attend my way, partly as I was an physical object of curiosity locally, being a noncitizen trying to hold out amongst the locals rather than in a fancy expensive apartment or house.

She was tall, farsighted hair and fairly fair or even plain looking, not unattractive but certainly not a sexy babe, and aged around 45.

One day as I was genuinely cleaning the windowpane wearing only a duo of shorts, I noticed she stopped for longer in her balcony and fiddled with some plants, or was she only pretending, as it just did n't look rude movement ?

Over the side by side week or so I tried unlike things and times, and was surely she was looking over at me intentionally, so I decided one day to up the bet a bit.

I had bought a flip-flop and wore that outside whilst cleaning the windows, as she would clearly see my nerve from behind. for certain enough, there was a much longer pause and her chief was clearly facing me as she had a salutary look, only stopping when I partially turned and walked back indoors, which I could do in a couple of steps without having to face in her direction.

I wore the G-string for a week when hanging out washing or just walking around slowly catching some sun, then decided to do more.

The adjacent time I saw her go outside, I went out to goldbrick with my washing, turning it around and bringing some indoors, but was totally naked with my cock swinging around nice and soft as I was so nervous and unsure of her reaction.

I could hear her pace approach the stairs and watched the reflection closely - she took a couple of pace into the balcony then stopped utter as she realised I had nothing on. I moved around a bit with my mind down 'being busy', so she could have got a look at my cock as well, and she did not impress at first, then started moving works potty around much more than was needed, as she continued to glance over at me frequently.

This continued for another couple of calendar week, although she never came out more than usual, but neither did she run indoors quickly so she was obviously interested in the view but not obsessed with it.

I was of track getting so randy every time that I would go indoors afterwards and wank furiously at the idea of her enjoying a look at my cock, so lust got the better of me not long afterwards.

Thankfully the summers are long and usually hot, so I waited a while and then one day I walked outdoors when semi-hard and fiddled around with my washing, going in and out of my place now and then, but still able-bodied to pretend to disregard the fact she was by now openly staring with her mouth open, at what had by then grown into a lovely hard prick - I even stopped and glanced down at it, stroking it a duet of fourth dimension and wiping the drooling pre-cum off with a finger's breadth and licking it, all the while she was stood still, in what must have been blow !

I was so stirred up that it seemed as if cum was constantly trickling out whilst I walked - I had never had that happen before, where I was in a intimate situation but without any female contact, and I must say that I enjoyed the notion so a great deal that I made for certain it happened again several sentence over the following month.

She stared at my cock every time she saw me out back, but I only glanced her way a yoke of times, so she must have known I was aware of her bearing, but I never waved or smiled at her just in shell it scared her off, although I had amazing coming afterwards, every time.

When she saw me in the street she looked down and ignored me, which is not strange for married gentlewoman who do n't require to appear over friendly with a man who does n't speak the same language.

I had intended to stand and finish myself off one day, but she changed her routine during school vacation, and then the possessor of my place decided to sell, so I moved elsewhere and had more adventures, which I will write about soon.

Finally, remember this is a true story and I know I could have tried to be intimate her, she could take flashed her tits at me and so on, but there was no way of knowing if her husband had mafia connector for instance, so it happened the way it happened.

Thanks for reading, any comments or messages welcome .