first gear of all to set the conniption - I was living on my own in a foreign country in Eastern Europe where I could n't really speak the terminology and only had a couple of friends locally.

I was in the centre of a city, living on the reason floor in a converted garage sticking out from the fanny of a row of flat and houses. None of the flats above me could see my place, and there were only a duet of small high windows in the apartments behind me - an unusual situation, but the centres were full of a mix of old and new, and I was lucky enough to have that concealment - I lived in more public plaza where matter happened, but those are for future stories.

There was only one neighbouring house which overlooked my windows, and due to a high wall, only one of their rooms with a small glass balcony had a enough view.

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

I did n't bear a garden, but used a folding clothes airer to advert my washing out, which was almost everyday due to the heat and my substance abuse 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 expression of the neighbor balcony which was almost like a mirror, and so I got to hump the angles and place from where I could get the just panorama without obviously looking.

When I saw her from indoors, I would go out and sham to cling out washing or clean the windows and noticed after a few metre that as she returned to her house, she would pause and calculate my way, partly as I was an aim of curiosity locally, being a alien trying to live on amongst the local rather than in a picture expensive flat or house.

She was magniloquent, long haircloth and fairly average or even plain looking, not unattractive but certainly not a sexy babe, and aged around 45.

One day as I was genuinely cleaning the Windows wearing only a pair of boxers, I noticed she stopped for longer in her balcony and fiddled with some plant life, or was she only pretending, as it just did n't seem natural bowel movement ?

Over the next week or so I tried different matter and metre, 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 thong and wore that outside whilst cleaning the window, as she would clearly see my cheeks from behind. Sure enough, there was a much longer suspension and her head was clearly facing me as she had a skilful look, only stopping when I partially turned and walked back indoors, which I could do in a mates of whole step without having to expect in her direction.

I wore the lash for a 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 washing, turning it around and bringing some indoors, but was totally naked with my cock swinging around prissy and soft as I was so anxious and unsure of her reaction.

I could get word her footstep approach the stairs and watched the reflection closely - she took a match of gradation into the balcony then stopped abruptly as she realised I had null on. I moved around a bit with my head down 'being occupy', so she could have a face at my cock as well, and she did not move at first, then started moving plant lot around much Thomas More than was needed, as she continued to glint 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 worry in the view but not obsessed with it.

I was of course getting so horny 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 effective of me not long afterwards.

Thankfully the summers are long and usually hot, so I waited a while and then one day I walked exterior when semi-hard and fiddled around with my washing, going in and out of my piazza now and then, but still able to pretend to ignore the fact she was by now openly staring with her sassing candid, 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 shock !

I was so invoke 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 berth but without any female touch, and I must say that I enjoyed the feeling so much that I made surely it happened again several times over the next month.

She stared at my putz every time she saw me out back, but I only glanced her way a dyad of clock time, so she must bear known I was mindful of her front, but I never waved or smiled at her just in case it scared her off, although I had amazing orgasms afterwards, every time.

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

I had intended to stand and finish myself off one day, but she changed her routine during schooling holidays, and then the proprietor 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 narrative and I know I could birth tried to sleep together her, she could ingest flashed her mammilla at me and so on, but there was no way of knowing if her hubby had mafia connections for exercise, so it happened the way it happened.

Thanks for indication, any comment or message welcome .