get-go of all to set the scenery - I was living on my own in a alien country in Eastern EEC where I could n't really speak the language and only had a mates of Friend locally.

I was in the substance of a city, living on the primer coat level in a exchange garage sticking out from the rear of a row of flat and houses. None of the flats above me could see my place, and there were only a couple of small high windows in the apartment behind me - an unusual situation, but the inwardness were replete of a mix of old and new, and I was favorable enough to feature that privacy - I lived in more public places where thing happened, but those are for next stories.

There was only one neighbouring planetary house which overlooked my windows, and due to a high paries, only one of their rooms with a minuscule glass balcony had a nice view.

I think the married man worked, as he was never around during the day, but I saw the wife going to the workshop from the presence, or regularly using the behind balcony door to go into the garden to either talking to a neighbor or bent washing out - I was not working at that meter and so when it got warmer I managed to get a approximate idea of her act.

I did n't have a garden, but used a foldaway clothes airer to flow my washing out, which was almost day by day due to the heat and my use of keeping myself busy by doing little bits of washing regularly.

When I was cleaning my Windows one day I noticed that there was a brilliant reflection of the neighbours balcony which was almost like a mirror, and so I got to sleep together the angles and positions from where I could get the easily view without obviously looking.

When I saw her from indoors, I would go out and pretend to give ear out washing or clean the window and noticed after a few multiplication that as she returned to her house, she would break and look my way, partly as I was an object of curio locally, being a foreigner trying to subsist amongst the topical anaesthetic rather than in a see expensive flat or house.

She was tall, long hairsbreadth and fairly average out or even plain looking, not untempting but certainly not a sexy babe, and aged around 45.

One day as I was genuinely cleaning the windows wearing only a pair of drawers, I noticed she stopped for longer in her balcony and fiddled with some flora, or was she only pretending, as it just did n't seem natural movements ?

Over the future workweek or so I tried unlike things and sentence, and was certain she was looking over at me intentionally, so I decided one day to up the stakes a bit.

I had bought a thong and wore that outside whilst cleaning the windows, as she would clearly see my cheeks from behind. Sure enough, there was a much longer pause and her head was clearly facing me as she had a estimable expression, only stopping when I partially turned and walked back indoors, which I could do in a match of steps without having to face in her direction.

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

The future time I saw her go outside, I went out to monkey with my washing, turning it around and bringing some indoors, but was totally defenseless with my cock swinging around gracious and easy as I was so nervous and unsure of her reaction.

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

This continued for another couple of weeks, 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 grade getting so horny every clock 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 summertime are long and usually hot, so I waited a while and then one day I walked out-of-door when semi-hard and fiddled around with my washing, going in and out of my place now and then, but still capable to hazard to dismiss the fact she was by now openly staring with her mouth open, at what had by then grown into a lovely hard pecker - I even stopped and glanced down at it, stroking it a duad of times and wiping the drooling pre-cum off with a finger and licking it, all the while she was stood still, in what must have been shock !

I was so aroused 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 sexual situation but without any female person striking, and I must say that I enjoyed the feeling so much that I made for sure it happened again various multiplication over the next month.

She stared at my cock every time she saw me out back, but I only glanced her way a couple of times, so she must bear known I was cognisant of her presence, but I never waved or smiled at her just in case it scared her off, although I had amazing climax afterwards, every time.

When she saw me in the street she looked down and ignored me, which is not unusual for married ladies who do n't want to appear over friendly with a man who does n't verbalise the Lapp language.

I had intended to stand and terminate myself off one day, but she changed her routine during school holiday, and then the owner of my plaza decided to deal, so I moved elsewhere and had more adventures, which I will write about soon.

Finally, think of this is a reliable story and I know I could have tried to sleep together her, she could have flashed her tits at me and so on, but there was no way of knowing if her husband had mafia link for lesson, so it happened the way it happened.

Thanks for reading, any comments or content welcome .