Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 24

........................Later.....................

I closed the sliding glass door behind me and sat down in the patio chair on the deck. Denise had gone to bed a bit earlier, after a relatively conversation-free evening.

Denise and I were only having sex every few weeks, and hadn't had any great sex with her since the role-playing on the kitchen floor. I thought about our shaky relationship and whether my wandering eye and lust for young girls was causing the problems.

I am pretty certain it wasn't helping.

Or maybe she's been fucking Danny? The thought made me more curious than jealous.

Ron and Debbie were fighting again. I could see them yelling at each other in their kitchen.

Cliff was drinking a beer and watching TV next door, but I didn't see the walf anywhere.

The blue house was dark except the porch light. Of course the girls were out... it is Friday night. It had been weeks since Denise and I went out partying on the weekend. I needed to talk to Denise about getting together with some friends soon.

I thought about Jodi, and what happened today. I definitely took advantage of her innocence. I got this young girl a little drunk and a lot stoned, then I groped and molested her. She was a sweet, nalve virgin, but was a very sexual being... puberty had hit her like a brick and she was growing up way too fast. I was definitely not helping.

The image of her amazing breasts bouncing around as I shoved her flailing body up and down my bare cock broke through my feelings of guilt my dick started to get hard of course.

A car pulled into the dirt driveway of the blue house across the street. I stood up to get a closer look, and wrapped my robe tighter around me to cover my partial erection. It was the brunette, Carly. It looked like she was just getting home from work. I watched her get out of her car, and she must have noticed me. She stopped for a moment and looked up my way, then turned and walked up to their front door. I watched the lights go on inside the house and Carly walked into the kitchen.

When I turned to sit back down on the deck chair, the waif had joined Cliff on their couch. She was staring straight up at me. Evidently the flash from my lighter caught her attention as well. I remembered ass-fucking her skinny little body and shoving my cock deep down her throat... my dick quickly stiffened further and popped up through my robe.

Jesus, Jeff, maybe you should ask a doctor for something that would kill this sexual addiction you obviously have. Sooner or later you're gonna get caught... land in jail... get an STD...or get shot...

The bedroom light went on in the blue house and the brunette walked over to the window and looked over my way. She stood there for a moment, then dropped the blinds. I was momentarily disappointed, but once they were fully lowered I could see the slats were angled to block the view from the street, but I could see through pretty clearly from my higher elevation. She walked back to her closet and started taking off her clothes.

This scene triggered the voyeur in me and threw a rush of adrenaline to my head. I started stroking myself watching her disrobe until she got down to her black bra and panties. She turned towards the closet and pulled off her bra, then wrapped herself in a robe.

well, shit

I sighed and took a draw from my scotch, then saw a flash of skin from the waif's house. She was walking around naked, on the far side of Cliff, who was mostly ignoring her. She reached down into his robe and was trying to wake-up his junk. She reached up and pulled on her nipples with one hand, then rubbed her pussy with the other. She was putting on a show for her boyfriend, but she kept glancing out the window towards me.

I stood up and walked closer to the edge of the deck, where the street light should have illuminated me enough for the waif to see me. I took a long drag on my cigarette to make sure.

She smiled my way and started fingering herself. Her boyfriend was barely paying attention, but he had pulled his dick out. The waif pulled her fingers out of her pussy and sucked on them... still staring in my direction. My cock was fully erect and sticking out my robe, but it wasn't visible behind the short railing wall on the deck, at least not from below.

I looked around the neighborhood to see if anyone was watching, pulled a few times on my cock in hopes the walf could see, then sat back down in the deck chair. I certainly didn't want Cliff to glance up and see me.

She walked around and crawled onto the near end of the couch, and stuffed her head in her boyfriend's lap, her skinny ass up in the air facing me.

......my binoculars are just around the comer in the entry closet

She was obviously sucking his dick, and in a short while he had both hands on her head. She reached up between her legs and started rubbing her pussy. I looked around again to make sure no one could see me stroking my cock.

Cliff started smashing her head downwards with both hands and thrusting his hips upwards, getting more aggressive..... obviously getting close to climax. I was getting off too, the feeling growing in my cock as I pumped my hand faster.

The walf was getting roughly throat-fucked and I was pretty sure she knew I was masturbating watching her. He pushed hard on her head and held it there as he started shooting loads down her throat. She pulled her hand from between her legs, and placed both hands on her boney ass and spread her cheeks.

Fuck! Now I know she was doing this for me

I squeezed the head of my cock as hard as I could, to stop the cum from shooting all over the deck. My cock jerked and pumped against my fist as I stared at her skinny ass spread open for me.

She finally pulled her hands away and started slapping his chest. He let go of her head and she jerked upwards to breathe. My cock was still throbbing and trying to pump out a few drops of cum.

Backing off the couch, she turned my way as she stood up... a stream of cum and spit ran out of her mouth and down to her flat chest and stomach. She looked up and smiled, then turned and walked out of the room. Cliff sunk back into the couch and continued watching TV, completely unaware he had an audience.

I finished my scotch and tried to calm my thoughts again. The blue house was dark except the porch light. Ron and Debbie's bedroom light was on, but the drapes were pulled. The waif was nowhere to be seen... I assumed she was taking a shower.

I wrapped my robe back around me and stumbled back to the bedroom.

To Be Continued....