first base of all to set the scene - I was living on my own in a foreign res publica in Eastern Europe where I could n't really talk the linguistic process and only had a couple of friends locally.

I was in the nitty-gritty of a city, living on the ground storey in a converted garage sticking out from the rear of a row of flat and household. None of the flats above me could see my station, and there were only a distich of minuscule in high spirits window in the flat behind me - an unusual berth, but the midpoint were full of a mix of old and new, and I was lucky enough to have that privacy - I lived in more populace places where affair happened, but those are for hereafter stories.

There was only one neighbouring house which overlooked my windows, and due to a eminent paries, only one of their rooms with a small-scale glass balcony had a decent view.

I think the husband worked, as he was never around during the day, but I saw the married woman going to the shops from the front, or regularly using the rear balcony door to go into the garden to either lecture to a neighbour or bent washing out - I was not working at that clock time and so when it got warmer I managed to get a crude approximation of her routine.

I did n't cause a garden, but used a shut down clothes airer to hang up my washing out, which was almost daily due to the heating system and my habit of keeping myself interfering by doing little fleck 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 experience the angles and positions from where I could get the scoop view without obviously looking.

When I saw her from indoors, I would go out and feign to hang out washing or clean the window and noticed after a few times that as she returned to her house, she would pause and reckon 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 take to expensive apartment or house.

She was improbable, long hair's-breadth and fairly median or even plain looking, not unattractive but certainly not a aphrodisiac sister, and aged around 45.

One day as I was genuinely cleaning the window wearing only a couple of short circuit, I noticed she stopped for longer in her balcony and fiddled with some industrial plant, or was she only pretending, as it just did n't seem cancel movements ?

Over the next hebdomad or so I tried dissimilar things and times, and was sure she was looking over at me intentionally, so I decided one day to up the post a bit.

I had bought a thong and wore that outside whilst cleaning the windowpane, as she would clearly see my cheek from behind. surely enough, there was a much longer intermission and her head 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 look in her direction.

I wore the thong for a hebdomad 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 toy with my washing, turning it around and bringing some indoors, but was totally naked with my putz swinging around dainty and soft as I was so nervous and unsure of her reaction.

I could hear her footsteps approach the stairs and watched the contemplation closely - she took a couple of steps into the balcony then stopped bushed as she realised I had nix on. I moved around a bit with my top dog down 'being in use', so she could have a facial expression at my cock as well, and she did not actuate at first, then started moving plant pots around much more than was needed, as she continued to peek over at me frequently.

This continued for another distich of weeks, although she never came out more than usual, but neither did she run indoors quickly so she was obviously occupy in the perspective but not obsessed with it.

I was of course getting so aroused every time that I would go indoors afterwards and wank furiously at the melodic theme of her enjoying a look at my pecker, so lust got the unspoilt of me not long afterwards.

Thankfully the summers are long and usually hot, so I waited a while and then one day I walked alfresco when semi-hard and fiddled around with my lavation, going in and out of my place now and then, but still able to pretend to ignore the fact she was by now openly staring with her mouth open, at what had by then grown into a lovely laborious shaft - I even stopped and glanced down at it, stroking it a couple of times and wiping the drooling pre-cum off with a digit and licking it, all the while she was stood still, in what must have been shock !

I was so stirred up 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 contact, and I must say that I enjoyed the notion so much that I made sure it happened again respective times over the next month.

She stared at my peter every prison term she saw me out back, but I only glanced her way a duad of clock time, so she must consume known I was aware of her comportment, but I never waved or smiled at her just in face 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 hook up with gentlewoman who do n't want to appear over well-disposed with a man who does n't talk the Same language.

I had intended to brook and finish myself off one day, but she changed her turn during shoal holiday, and then the owner of my place decided to sell, so I moved elsewhere and had more adventure, which I will compose about soon.

Finally, call back this is a true news report and I know I could have got tried to have it off her, she could consume flashed her tits at me and so on, but there was no way of knowing if her husband had mafia connections for good example, so it happened the way it happened.

Thanks for reading, any input or messages welcome .