First of all to set the scene - I was living on my own in a foreign country in Eastern Europe where I could n't really talk the speech and only had a couple of friends locally.

I was in the centre of a urban center, living on the ground floor in a reborn service department sticking out from the arse of a row of apartments and houses. None of the flats above me could see my billet, and there were only a dyad of pocket-size high Windows in the flat behind me - an strange situation, but the nub were full of a mix of old and new, and I was favorable enough to have that privateness - I lived in more world places where things happened, but those are for future stories.

There was only one neighbouring mansion which overlooked my windowpane, and due to a high paries, only one of their rooms with a small methamphetamine hydrochloride balcony had a adequate view.

I think the married man worked, as he was never around during the day, but I saw the married woman going to the store from the front, or regularly using the rear balcony door to go into the garden to either lecture to a neighbor or hang washing out - I was not working at that prison term and so when it got warmer I managed to get a crude idea of her procedure.

I did n't have got a garden, but used a protein folding clothes airer to hang my washing out, which was almost day-to-day due to the heat and my habit of keeping myself meddlesome by doing little scrap 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 get it on the Angle and emplacement from where I could get the full opinion without obviously looking.

When I saw her from indoors, I would go out and sham to string up out washing or clean the window and noticed after a few prison term that as she returned to her house, she would hesitate and see my way, partly as I was an physical object of curio locally, being a foreigner trying to live amongst the locals rather than in a fancy expensive flat or house.

She was marvelous, long hair and fairly average or even plain looking, not unattractive but certainly not a sexy sister, and aged around 45.

One day as I was genuinely cleaning the windows wearing only a pair of short, 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 natural movements ?

Over the next week or so I tried different affair and clock time, and was sure she was looking over at me intentionally, so I decided one day to up the stakes a bit.

I had bought a lash and wore that outdoors whilst cleaning the windows, as she would clearly see my cheeks from behind. trusted enough, there was a much yearner pause and her forefront was clearly facing me as she had a good look, only stopping when I partially turned and walked back indoors, which I could do in a couple of steps without having to bet in her direction.

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

The next time I saw her go outside, I went out to fiddle with my washables, 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 stair and watched the reflection closely - she took a pair of steps into the balcony then stopped stagnant as she realised I had aught on. I moved around a bit with my read/write head down 'being busy', so she could suffer a look at my cock as well, and she did not move at first, then started moving industrial plant stack around much more than was needed, as she continued to glint over at me frequently.

This continued for another dyad of hebdomad, 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 line getting so horny every clip that I would go indoors afterwards and wank furiously at the idea of her enjoying a look at my cock, so lust got the good of me not long afterwards.

Thankfully the summer are long and usually hot, so I waited a while and then one day I walked outdoor when semi-hard and fiddled around with my laundry, going in and out of my place now and then, but still able-bodied to pretend to snub the fact she was by now openly staring with her mouthpiece outdoors, at what had by then grown into a lovely hard cock - I even stopped and glanced down at it, stroking it a couple of meter 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 daze !

I was so energize 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 billet but without any female tangency, and I must say that I enjoyed the feeling so much that I made sure it happened again several clock time over the next month.

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

When she saw me in the street she looked down and ignored me, which is not unusual for marry peeress who do n't want to look over friendly with a man who does n't speak the same language.

I had intended to stick out and finish myself off one day, but she changed her routine during school holidays, and then the possessor of my office decided to sell, so I moved elsewhere and had more adventures, which I will drop a line about soon.

Finally, remember this is a truthful history and I know I could get tried to fuck her, she could give birth flashed her mamilla at me and so on, but there was no way of knowing if her husband had mafia connector for exemplar, so it happened the way it happened.

Thanks for meter reading, any comments or message welcome .