Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 3

Danny and Sarah said their goodbyes and headed up the street towards Pam and Jodi's house. I assumed he was showing off his new girlfriend to everyone he knew. Sarah turned around and smiled at me, with that 'I wanna fuck you' look. This girl could be trouble.

Ron and I talked for a while over beers, and he finally headed back across the street. I worked on the car until Denise got home and it started to get dark outside. As I was cleaning up I noticed Debbie was watching me from their upstairs bedroom window. She was still wearing her light summer dress and holding a glass of wine. The windows were pretty large and the light behind her illuminated the outline of her body.

how long had she been standing there?

I tried to act like I didn't see her and walked to the back of the garage to the point where she couldn't see my head, but my body was still in her view. I stripped off my coveralls so I was wearing just my boxers; my dick visibly hanging thick down the right leg. I grabbed my shirt from the hook and stood facing out while putting it on to make sure she got a good look, if she indeed wanted to look. I pulled on my pants, taking time to work my dick down into the right leg, and walked out to pull the garage door down. Debbie was still standing in the window, glass in one hand, the other hand pressed against the glass. I looked up and smiled, and waved at her. She waved back, and I noticed she was standing with her legs apart... I could see the silhouette of her toned thighs in the backlight. I stared at her for a moment and smiled widely before closing the garage door.

Denise and I had dinner, and she went down to the second bedroom to study. I worked on my own tasks upstairs by the kitchen for a while then went out to the front deck to have a nightcap and a smoke.

This was my favorite time of the day. I could relax and reflect on things while my thoughts were softened by a glass of scotch. The front deck was enclosed and quite private with a short pony wall railing, but I could still see a lot of the neighborhood from the second floor where I sat. Being a bit of a voyeur, this sweetened

this nightly ritual even more. Our deck light was never on.

From the higher elevation I could see far into Ron and Debbie's upper floor bedroom, and even the bathroom behind it. I often saw them walking around in their robes and getting undressed, but Ron always pulled the drapes before I ever saw anything worthwhile.

To the left of Ron & Debbie's house was a small blue single-story rental where two girls about my age had moved in a while back. I could see them walking around in the front room, but the shades were drawn on the front bedroom. They were obviously going out tonight, judging by the tight 'fuck me' dresses they were wearing. I hadn't met either one yet, but they often smiled and waved when we saw each other. They were both about 5'-5"; the blonde had big hair and big boobs, and wasn't too bad looking either, although looked to me to be a little slutty. The brunette was thinner and more conservative, but still had that look like she had partied a lot and would be easy to get into bed. By the clothes they wore coming home from work I guessed the blonde was a waitress, and the petite brunette worked at an office. They had guys over now and then, and they were always scruffy-looking party-on' guys who looked unemployed.

The house next door to us where the new neighbors had just moved into was an old one-story, and they had no window coverings to speak of. I could see down directly into the front room at the front of the house. I could see they were watching TV and passing a bong between them. Their friend had left, and now it was just the guy and his waif girlfriend. He was in a robe, and she was still wearing cutoffs and that tiny bikini top.

I saw movement at Ron & Debbie's house, and it looked like they were fighting. Debbie was pacing back and forth in the bedroom and obviously yelling at Ron about something. Ron was yelling back, but I couldn't hear what they were saying. She threw a pillow at him, followed by a blanket, and pointed down the hallway, Ron picked them up and headed downstairs. A light went on in the living room.

Denise walked up to the kitchen to refill her water and yelled out to me, "I'm headed to bed. I need to get up early for work tomorrow." I waved her goodnight. We hadn't been getting along too well recently. She really wasn't taking care of herself and our sexual activities had dropped off dramatically. We only had sex about once a month, and it wasn't that great. She seemed to always be angry about something, and her depression started affecting me. I wondered how much longer before we went our separate ways. I decided I needed a refill on my scotch.

When I returned to the deck the lights in the living room next door were out, and the two new neighbors on the couch were illuminated only by the TV. The waif had her head in the guy's lap, and it looked like she was giving him head? Sure enough, her head was bobbing up and down and I could see his robe was pulled open. He reached up and grabbed her hair and started forcing her head down harder on his dick.

I have to admit, my cock quickly got hard watching this. He was obviously getting close to shooting his load and he started really humping her head, forcing his dick up deeper into her mouth and shoving her head downwards. He was using both hands on her head, shoving her face down hard until it looked like she couldn't breathe. She started slapping on his chest, trying to lift up her head, but he held her down on his dick as he pumped his cum into her throat. He held her down so long I was almost expecting her to pass out, but he finally released her and she threw her head up and gasped for air.

The light from the TV reflected the cum streaming from her mouth onto her chest, which was now bare. Her little fits were not much more than pointy nipples on a little boy's body, but they looked pretty hot from where I was sitting. His dick was covered in spit and cum too, and was about average in size... about 5" long? She jumped up and grabbed a towel to clean him off.

I had pulled my dick out of my pants and was actively stroking it while watching this, and suddenly I noticed Debbie in the window across the street, watching me. I was in the shadows, but was shocked to think she might have seen me masturbating. I quickly slumped lower in the chair and covered my dick.

..... could she see me? Her bedroom lights were on, and I was in the dark, but she was staring directly at me.

She stood there in the window, wearing a thin summer robe, and continued to look my way. She put two hands against the glass to block out the reflections, and in doing so her robe fell open. Her nipples were still covered, but I could see her black lace panties and flat stomach. My dick jumped at the sight and I slowly started stroking it again, but she turned away from the window and headed to the bathroom. I guess was more hidden in the shadows than feared (or hoped)?

The girls in the blue house must have left when I was redirected. The house was dark.