Flashing The Neighbour ( 0 )


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

I was in the centre of a metropolis, living on the priming coat floor in a converted garage sticking out from the tail end of a row of flat and home. None of the flats above me could see my billet, and there were only a couple of minor luxuriously windowpane in the apartments behind me - an unusual situation, but the centres were full of a mix of old and new, and I was favourable enough to experience that privacy - I lived in more world places where things happened, but those are for future stories.

There was only one neighbouring household which overlooked my windows, and due to a senior high school paries, only one of their rooms with a modest deoxyephedrine balcony had a comely view.

I think the husband worked, as he was never around during the day, but I saw the wife going to the shops from the front, or regularly using the rear balcony room access to go into the garden to either public lecture 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 rough out idea of her function.

I did n't have a garden, but used a shut down clothes airer to hang my washing out, which was almost daily due to the passion and my drug abuse of keeping myself fussy 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 neighbour balcony which was almost like a mirror, and so I got to acknowledge the Angle and position from where I could get the best view without obviously looking.

When I saw her from indoors, I would go out and pretend to flow out washing or clean the windows and noticed after a few time that as she returned to her household, she would intermit and await my way, partly as I was an object of curiosity locally, being a foreigner trying to live amongst the local anaesthetic rather than in a fancy expensive flat or house.

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

One day as I was genuinely cleaning the windowpane wearing only a twosome of shorts, 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 seem lifelike movements ?

Over the next hebdomad or so I tried dissimilar thing and clock time, and was sure as shooting she was looking over at me intentionally, so I decided one day to up the wager 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 pause and her nous 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 span of stride without having to look in her direction.

I wore the lash for a workweek 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 au naturel 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 stairs 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 headspring down 'being busy', so she could have a tone at my cock as well, and she did not be active at first, then started moving works flock around much to a greater extent than was needed, as she continued to glance over at me frequently.

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

I was of course getting so steamy every time that I would go indoors afterwards and wank furiously at the estimation of her enjoying a look at my cock, so starve got the right of me not long afterwards.

Thankfully the summer are long and usually hot, so I waited a piece and then one day I walked remote when semi-hard and fiddled around with my washing, going in and out of my office now and then, but still capable to guess to disregard the fact she was by now openly staring with her mouth open, at what had by then grown into a lovely hard cock - I even stopped and glanced down at it, stroking it a couple 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 possess been cushion !

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 intimate office but without any female contact lens, and I must say that I enjoyed the feeling so much that I made sure it happened again respective times over the next month.

She stared at my cock every fourth dimension she saw me out back, but I only glanced her way a couple of meter, so she must have known I was cognizant of her comportment, but I never waved or smiled at her just in typesetter's 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 conjoin ladies who do n't require to seem over friendly with a man who does n't speak the same language.

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

Finally, remember this is a true report and I know I could have tried to hump her, she could take flashed her tits at me and so on, but there was no way of knowing if her husband had mafia connections for lesson, so it happened the way it happened.

Thanks for interpretation, any gossip or messages welcome .
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