Watching Me

I’m laying out back, working on my tan. I can feel your eyes, and know that you are peeking at me through the fence again. You’re being really naughty today, because I know your wife is home. You’re just so addicted to the sight of my body that you don’t care. I can see you in my mind, face pressed to the crack in the fence, your hand in your shorts stroking your cock while you watch me. I might as well reward you for being so gutsy. I pull my bikini top down and start to touch myself, pulling at my hard nipples. My fingers travel down my flat stomach, moving my bottoms to the side. I hear your breath catch as I expose my pretty pussy. I cast a sly smile your way as I start push my fingers in and out. What started off as teasing you, starts to arouse me. Your heavy breathing and the sound of you beating off, is making my pussy so very wet. I let my legs fall over the arms of the lounge, opening myself wide for you. I can hear you furiously jacking you cock. My fingers are moving in and out so fast, my other hand rubbing my clit. When I hear you moan as you cum, it’s more than my pussy can take. My back arches off the lounge as I cum. I hear you trying to catch your breath. I stand up and walk over to the fence, sticking my wet fingers through the crack. I feel your tongue licking up my sweet juices. I whisper through, “See you tomorrow…”.