I was working in Aberdeen I lived in a flat opposition a planetary house where a Mrs Kathy McLean lived. She was about 45 or maybe a bit older, I was 21 and working for a troupe offshore, two workweek away and two workweek at home, with lots of justify time on my hands.

Being on my own I would walk mostly naked after a bath or shower and dry off with a towel wrapped around. One day I was naked and happened to just catch a glimpse out of my windowpane a build in the menage face-to-face my flat. I suddenly realised I was being watched from across the street. I could see the shape of someone in the shadows in the first of all floor room in the house across the street.

My first inherent aptitude was to put on my dressing gown. But then I thought someone is getting a good view of me being naked. So I began to act with my shaft and making it hard. I stood there and stroked my cock with my hand and got it nice and stiff and very hard. I then walked around and let the person watching me get a good look at the size of it of my besotted tool. Then I got dressed and went out.

Over a few 24-hour interval I noticed that was being spied upon. The individual was always in the phantasma and looking directly into my bedroom windowpane when I was getting dressed or undressed. I put on a good show of my raw body and played with my turncock near the windowpane. The mortal watching kept on watching me.

Then one day I was just about to enter the priming coat door of my flat when a lady called me over for some help. Her car had a flat tire. I recognised her as someone who lived in the Lapplander street.

'' Please aid ? My car tyre is flat and I can not get the bolts off, I 'm not strong enough, could you help me delight ? '' She asked. Being a young strong man I easily turned the bolts off and changed the tyre. Took me all of five minutes but I got my hands all sinister with the rubber eraser and dirt from the tyres.

'' Come inside and lave your script and would you like a cup of tea perhaps. '' She said when I had finished.

As I went in I realised it was the same house where the mysterious person was watching me nude from the upstairs window. The lady told me her name, Mrs Kathy McLean, as she showed me into her mansion. I washed up and then sat down for tea and burnt umber biscuits. We chatted about being neighbours.

'' So do you need anything else fixing around the house ? '' I asked her. I moved over to her and put my mitt on her knee and slowly pushed my manus up under her skirt.

'' You have been watching me from your window ? '' I said to her. She almost froze as my hand went further under her skirt.

'' Yes. I have been watching you. '' She admitted with a whisper in her voice. By now my hand was between her legs and stroking the gusset of her panties. I pushed my digit under her panties and began to feel her hairy kitty-cat and leaned next to her and kissed her on the lips. She wrapped her arms around me and kissed me back passionately, her glossa pushed into my lip and together we kissed like a pair of teenage devotee. As my finger were stroking her hairy pussy lips, she put her hand down my blue jean and got custody of my stiffening cock and began squeezing it in her hand. I pulled her skirt off and dropped my jeans, she pulled off her panties and together we leaned together on the sofa and my unwavering rooster slipped easily between the lips of her wet pussy and together began to fuck each other the right way there.

She kissed me as I began to rhythmically get laid her cunt with my cock. she wanted sex and I was only to willing to give her what she wanted.

We began to draw in the rest of our clothes off helping each other with the buttons. Soon we were both bare and I sucked her nipples as I kept on fucking her. I twisted my articulatio coxae and moved in a bass nookie way and she moaned and cried out as she began to orgasm with my cock inside her.

'OH MY GOD !'She shouted out as she reached her flood tide and she bucked and shifted against me and then she relaxed and flopped back onto the sofa with me holding onto her. We lay together for a long while and then I began to slowly move rhythmically again inside her.

'' Lashkar-e-Toiba go upstairs to my bedroom. '' She gasped into my ear. I pulled my cock out of her and we got up from the sofa. She took hold of my tool and squeezing and jerking it she lead me up to her bedroom. It was the Saame window that I had seen her watching me from.

We got onto the bed and she pulled me on top of her again and we fucked like a twain of hare. We fucked and we fucked and she moaned and she sighed and cried out as I made her climax various time fucking her on her bed. I even turned her over and shagged her bow-wow style, ramming my cock in and out of her wet cunt and pulled her pilus and she also climbed on top with me below and rode my cock cowgirl style with me watching her tits leap as she rode me.

We spent several hours like that shagging our brains out together. It turned out that Mrs. MacLean had not had sex for foresightful time, perhaps several years, so she was in need of a man to give her a good seeing too. I was the lucky bloke that caught her eye. I was also favorable enough to be her neighbor and so began an intimate involvement that lasted nearly two years. When I was nursing home I would regularly fuck Kathy MacLean several times a week and revitalise her sex biography. I also got a steady regular ass and I would encourage Kathy to be my sexy fuck bitch .