My neighbour(s)It was a beautifully crisp, yet foggy early summer morning. The sun was up, though still obscured by the tree line on the hills surrounding my home town. I checked my clock, 5.40am. Gonna be a great day I thought.I was seated at my desk looking out over the gully that runs between me and Sandy’s house. I had on my old trusty track pants, and even though I did feel slightly uncomfortable (hot) wearing them, they were by far the best apparel I had for flashing. Old and loose, the elastic in the waste was almost non existent, and the simple task of just standing would allow them to fall, by “pure accident”, with ease.I stood this morning, just to be sure it didn’t look fake to anyone who saw it happen, and was well pleased to see that my boner actually helped hold them up. I chuckled to myself, thinking that this should work in my favour. I guessed Sandy wouldn’t be up this early, but that didn’t stop me from fantasizing…visualizing what might happen this morning. I was happy to just sit in wait; slowly stroking my cock, bringing myself close, and then leaving well enough alone…..I didn’t want to waste it.The fog got heavier before it started to clear, I thought I saw movement at Sandy’s balcony, but was downhearted to see it was just one of the numerous birds flipping around, looking for some small treat.As I leaned forward close to my window, straining to see if it was Sandy, something else caught my eye. It was Michelle, the little hippy chick who lived in a ramshackle shack between Sandy’s place and mine. Michelle was a thin girl, mid 30’s, absolutely no boobs at all, and very much a hippy. Pleasant enough to talk to, I had never really thought of her as any thing more than a new neighbour. Michelle owned the house right next door, but due to being separated from her spouse, had opted to erect this small, bungalow I guess would describe it best, in her back yard. She could get way too much Cüce Escort renting the big old house, so it made economic sense to her. She has a new live-in boyfriend and they always keep to themselves. I had quietly noticed a few times (they have an outdoor bedroom set up on the little front balcony/entrance) that Tim, her boyfriend is not adverse to getting around the shack naked, mainly early morning. He looks to hang about the same as me at 5 and a half to six inches. I haven’t seen him hard, so comparing hardons hasn’t happened. LOLBut, as it was, it was Michelle who caught my eye this morning. She was up early and had been inside for a pee was my guess. She exited her shack and it was her total lack of clothing that jolted me into reality. Having no breasts I had never given her a second glance, but she did have a fabulous dark bushy cunt. Leaning forward as I was, she also spotted me peering. She smiled; I gave her the thumbs up. This stopped her in her tracks, and she just looked my way with an inquisitive smile. Undaunted and as a bit of a surprise to me, Michelle made a grab for a short summer dressing gown. She just clutched it around her waist, not bothering to button or tie it up, and tip toed through the grass to my window.Thankfully my window is above usual head height, the house slightly raised on my side. Michelle stood just outside, her head was about a foot below the window, and asked, “Do you like my bush?” I told her I did which got a chuckle from her. She let go of her gown, allowing it to hang loose at her sides, giving me an unobstructed view of her tiny breasts and glorious bush again.Standing, still leaning right forward, I was still stroking my cock and my arm movement was evident to Michelle. “Are you beating off?”…….Yes, I said, feeling a little ashamed, but not really caring that much.“Did I do that to you? Turn you on I mean” she cooed. I apologized Escort Bayan and explained to her that I meant no threat. I’m just an old guy, a pervert if you will, who enjoys looking at women, and occasionally having a wank. I told her I usually love huge boobs, but the fact that she didn’t shave also turned me on. She instinctively swung her head in the direction of Sandy’s place. “Ah” she said, looking back to me with a devilish grin. “You’re waiting for Sandy to come out, aren’t you?” “My boyfriend has noticed more than once that she always gets around early mornings in little clothing” “The view is fairly obscured by trees, but he has mentioned it to me” “Turns me on like crazy knowing that he’s a pervert” she laughed. Sweet fuck, did I have a nympho living next door and not know it….She then said, “If you want, I’ll leave the mosquito net around my bed pulled back some, then you can perv and stroke your cock for me as well”.This was a win win for me I thought. “How big are you?” she quipped. I told her I hang about the same as your boyfriend, and stand a little over 9 inches when hard.“Wow, you serious?” she smiled. “Tim just makes 7 and a half. Not much foreskin there to help him out” she chuckled. I stood on my tip toes, allowing her a small glimpse at my cock. Her eyes widened which gave me a pleasing feeling. “Not bad for an old fart, hey”, I said feeling myself getting closer to climaxing.At that moment, Sandy walked out onto her back balcony. She looked radiant as ever that crisp foggy summer morning. Walking to the hand railing, coffee in hand, the front of her night over coat/gown open and flowing in the morning breeze, she propped and looked my way. My eyes widened as I looked, making out her thick dark bush, covered in small, high cut lacy white panties. She had gone braless again, obviously too hot at night to sleep in one, her ample breasts were partially Escort Bayan İzmir exposed as well.Things were moving at an unusually fast pace for me this morning. I had just made a new “contact” to share my voyeurism with in Michelle, and now Sandy had also greeted my morning in the best possible way imaginable….Michelle quickly noticed my wide eyed expression and glanced over her shoulder. Sandy was standing as she had when I fist spotted her that morning, but the sight of a young hippy Michelle standing outside my window must have peaked her inquisitiveness. She had run her hand down her stomach to the top of her panties, gently sliding a finger down, taking them with it. She must have also got an eyeful of my erect 9 incher, which was getting over worked by my right fist.Michelle looked back at me, still on my tip toes giving them both a full on “Hey, look at me” kind of show. Her jaw dropped, saying “I think Sandy’s enjoying this”….Michelle started rubbing her small breast and dropped a hand to her bush as well. I couldn’t decide where to look.I groaned, “Look out Michelle, move aside” as I neared climax. Then, like a freight train, I started shooting huge wads in giant ropes all over the place. 6 initial shots blasted straight out my open window, Michelle raising a hand to try and catch some. She did, and dropped her hand to rub it into her hairy cunt. The remaining 7 or 8 blasts I directed into an old towel I keep handy. Sandy had been so worked up that she squirted splashing her cum all over the balcony, a sight plainly seen by Michelle and me. Sandy retreated inside, fulfilled with excitement, pleasure and happiness, Michelle turned and tip toed back to her shack. I’m sure her boyfriend would get an unbelievable workout this morning.I finished cleaning up my mess, I missed a few drops which had hit the floor, and got changed into some cooler shorts. Sandy had come back out while I was cleaning, so I gladly dropped my loose track pants for her, allowing her another ogle at my now flaccid cock. As I pulled on my shorts, I couldn’t resist giving my dick a gentle squeeze, pumping its size a little for her.The rest of the day was uneventful, but I feel sure, that could change…..