Caught by my neighbor
So this was weird. I have a neighbor who is a very pretty, BBW, married, young mother of two girls, named Lauren.
Today, I was home alone and decided that I needed to get off. I sat on the couch, took off my pants, laid back, and started scrolling some porn.
The scene was really hot, so I started to slowly stroke my cock. I gently edged myself up several times before I moved to the kitchen where I could cum really hard and clean it up from the tile flooring.
I unloaded several long, thick, ropes of cum. I then cleaned up and went outside to take some things out of the car. Upon leaving the garage, I heard, “Hey, neighbor!”
I turned and saw Lauren walking across her lawn toward me. I asked her what was up, and she told me that I should be aware that the side window of her house looks directly into my kitchen and living room. Not quite sure what she was getting at, I said, “Okay, did you see something strange while I was gone?”
She said, “No, not at all. It’s just that I was cleaning my windows when I realized I was getting a show after you got home.” I blushed and didn’t know what to say. “I’m sorry,” I said sheepishly. “No need to apologize,” she replied, “I’m the one who should apologize.” “Why should you apologize?” I asked. She then blew me away when she said, “When I noticed what you were doing on the couch, I should have finished the window and walked away but I didn’t. I kept watching. When you came near the kitchen window, I could see you very clearly.” Her breath grew shallow and nervous as she spoke and her heavy chest sort of heaved with nervousness while she continued, “I couldn’t look away.” “So you saw everything I was doing?” I asked nervously. “Yeah, I did. But don’t worry. I understand that you didn’t know.”
“I’m so sorry,” I said, “I’ll be sure the blinds are closed next time. I didn’t mean for anyone to see.” “No worries. I just was thinking about what if my little girls had seen and not me? I’m just glad it was me,” she said trying to make me not feel ashamed.
“Well, I’ll definitely make sure the blinds are shut from now on,” I reminded her. She then glanced around, moved in real close to me, and kept speaking in a hushed tones so that no one could hear, “If my car’s home, and you have the urge, just text me to ‘warn’ me. Just text ‘windows’ to me and I’ll know you’re busy.”
I didn’t know what to say as I felt badly that her little girls might see my masturbation sessions. I said, “Well, I could just close the blinds and not warn you. Maybe that would be safer anyway.” “It isn’t about warning me per se,” she replied, “Maybe I would like to know if I should clean the windows again, if you know what I mean.” She then blushed and smiled while giving me a wry wink.
“So I didn’t bother you?” I asked. “Maybe I liked the surprise,” she said. “So, you’re saying it’s like a neighbor secret that you’re gonna keep? I don’t want to start any trouble,” I said. “Neighbor secrets? I like that. Maybe I like this neighbor secret. No one else needs to know what you were doing, and no one needs to know that I’m not just washing the window. My girls get fingerprints on it all the time anyway.”
“Ok,” I said, “Wow! I was afraid you were upset with me. I don’t know what to say.” “You don’t have to say anything. Maybe next time you could just say, 'windows’ so I can make sure I don’t miss it,” she drew in even closer to me and told me to give her a quick hug. Still in shock, I did so and she pressed her thick body to mine and her hoodie covered, large, heavy breasts into my chest, and gently wiggled my belt buckle while she whispered, “Neighbor secrets…You’re funny. Maybe sometime I’ll text you to clean your windows and we can trade secrets.” With that, she pulled away and walked back toward her porch.
Dizzy and not knowing what just really happened, I turned back to my car. “Hey, neighbor,” I heard Lauren call out from her doorway. I looked back. “Neighbor secrets,” she said as she looked at me while opening her door. Then, as she waved to me, she turned her chest back and forth and rubbed her big tits, still under the thick gray hoodie, against the doorframe and disappeared into the house.
I’ll post any updates on the window cleaning as I get them.
Imagine looking up that next time, and watching her watching you.
