I was working in Aberdeen I lived in a mat reverse a mansion where a Mrs Kathy McLean lived. She was about 45 or maybe a bit onetime, I was 21 and working for a company offshore, two weeks away and two calendar week at base, with lots of free time on my hands.

Being on my own I would take the air mostly naked after a bath or shower and dry off with a towel wrapped around. One day I was naked and happened to just captivate a glimpse out of my window a soma in the house opposite my flat. I suddenly realised I was being watched from across the street. I could see the flesh of somebody in the shadows in the first floor room in the house across the street.

My first inherent aptitude was to put on my dressing gown. But then I thought soul is getting a thoroughly position of me being naked. So I began to fiddle with my pecker and making it severely. I stood there and stroked my hammer with my hand and got it nice and buckram and very hard. I then walked around and let the someone watching me get a just look at the size of my stiff cock. Then I got dressed and went out.

Over a few years I noticed that was being spied upon. The person was always in the tail and looking directly into my bedroom window when I was getting dressed or undressed. I put on a beneficial show of my naked dead body and played with my putz near the window. The person watching kept on watching me.

Then one day I was just about to inscribe the ground door of my apartment when a gentlewoman called me over for some help. Her car had a categoric tyre. I recognised her as mortal who lived in the Sami street.

'' Please help ? My car tyre is flat and I can not get the bolts off, I 'm not warm enough, could you help me please ? '' She asked. Being a unseasoned warm man I easily turned the bolt of lightning off and changed the Tyre. Took me all of five arcminute but I got my handwriting all pitch-black with the rubber and dirt from the tyres.

'' Come inside and wash your work force 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 theatre where the mysterious mortal was watching me nude from the upstairs windowpane. The peeress told me her public figure, Mrs Kathy McLean, as she showed me into her house. I washed up and then sat down for tea and hot chocolate cooky. We chatted about being neighbours.

'' So do you involve anything else fixing around the theatre ? '' I asked her. I moved over to her and put my hand on her knee joint and slowly pushed my hand up under her skirt.

'' You have been watching me from your window ? '' I said to her. She almost froze as my hired 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 step-in. I pushed my finger under her scanty and began to finger her hairy pussy and leaned side by side to her and kissed her on the lips. She wrapped her arms around me and kissed me back passionately, her natural language pushed into my mouth and together we kissed like a couple of teenage lovers. As my fingers were stroking her hairy pussy mouth, she put her hand down my jean and got detention of my stiffening cock and began squeezing it in her hand. I pulled her skirt off and dropped my dungaree, she pulled off her panties and together we leaned together on the couch and my clay cock slipped easily between the lips of her wet pussy and together began to bonk each other aright there.

She kissed me as I began to rhythmically have a go at it her snatch with my hammer. she wanted sex and I was only to willing to impart her what she wanted.

We began to force the rest of our wearing apparel off helping each former with the push. Soon we were both defenseless and I sucked her nipples as I kept on fucking her. I twisted my hips and moved in a mysterious screwing 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 climax and she bucked and shifted against me and then she relaxed and flopped back onto the couch with me holding onto her. We lay together for a long while and then I began to slowly move rhythmically again inside her.

'' Lets go upstairs to my sleeping room. '' She gasped into my ear. I pulled my cock out of her and we got up from the sofa. She took hold of my cock and squeezing and jerking it she lead me up to her bedroom. It was the like windowpane 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 pair of lapin. We fucked and we fucked and she moaned and she sighed and cried out as I made her coming several metre fucking her on her bed. I even turned her over and shagged her bow-wow vogue, ramming my cock in and out of her wet cunt and pulled her hair and she also climbed on top with me below and twit my cock cowgirl style with me watching her nipple bounce as she rode me.

We spent several minute like that shagging our mental capacity out together. It turned out that Mrs MacLean had not had sex for long time, perhaps several years, so she was in pauperism of a man to give her a good seeing too. I was the prosperous fellow that caught her eye. I was also prosperous enough to be her neighbour and so began an intimate affaire that lasted nearly two years. When I was home I would regularly get laid Kathy MacLean several times a week and revitalise her sex liveliness. I also got a truelove regular shag and I would promote Kathy to be my sexy fuck bitch .