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I’ve never considered myself a hardcore handyman, although I do prefer to do my own maintenance, etc. but to make things easier I bought a home on ground level. There is a small patch of trees behind the houses on my street, allowing privacy behind us. Recently I had finished painting the outside, including trim. I went inside, took a shower and was deciding where to go for dinner when I realized that I had left the ladder in the back yard. I went outside around the back of the house and was about to move the ladder when I noticed the light on in an upstairs window of the house next door. Standing in front of a mirror with her back to me was Brenda Weatherly, my next door neighbor. I could only see her from the waist up but she appeared to be naked. Her hands lifted her long brown hair into a bun on top of her head and as she fastened it, Kadıköy Escort I fastened my eyes to the sight of her naked breasts, full and firm. I held on to the ladder, mesmerized for a few minutes. Brenda is a French professor at the local college. She is also a widow; her husband was killed in a car accident a few weeks ago. Suddenly she turned around and evidently saw me staring at her. The light went out in her bathroom and I put the ladder away in the storage shed behind my house. When I moved away from the shed I saw her standing in her lit bedroom, facing the window, seemingly waiting for me. Embarrassed at having been caught peeping, as it were, I nevertheless looked at her. She was completely naked, revealing a body I had often wondered about. She seemed unfazed that I could see her. Her Kadıköy Escort Bayan face lacked any expression, but she began massaging her breasts with her hands. I watched almost obediently, not believing that this woman was exposing herself to me on purpose. She taught Sunday school at our church, and she was taunting me with her body! Then she moved one hand between her legs and spread her legs slightly. Her hand covered her dark patch as she used the other hand to motion to me. She used a motion to hint for me to unzip my pants, and she used her fist in a classic stroking motion to invite me to masturbate. I hesitated but my cock was already hard. As soon as I unzipped my pants and fished out my erection, she began fingering herself. I stared at her while my hand performed its task. She shoved Escort Kadıköy her fingers inside her and sucked on them over and over and my hand moved faster. Finally, she clutched one breast with one hand and rubbed her clit with the other. Her eyes closed, she bit her lower lip and I presumed she was having an orgasm. Then she began a ritual of slipping her fingers inside her, sucking on them and inserting them again. She nodded at me, obviously urging me to come. When I did, sending spurts onto the grass below me, she smiled, clapped her hands briefly and moved away from the window. The light went out and I retreated to my house to wipe and tuck. The next night after work I went out to the shed to get an extension cord. When I approached the shed, I looked over and saw the bedroom light on again in Brenda’s house. As I locked the shed and started toward the house, I looked up there and she was standing there again, naked and facing the window. I stopped in my tracks, puzzled at what to do. I knew that conversations with her in the future would be awkward. I had considered that, after a respectable period of time, I might ask her out.
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