My neighbor 43 watched me 26 masturbate Pt. 2

I couldn’t stop thinking about that night at Stacy’s house. How she just watched me get off, fully clothed, without doing even touching herself. It was hot but I also felt so vulnerable. I knew I needed to see her again, but I had to think of a way to escalate it.

After a few days I drummed up the courage to knock on her door again. Stacy opened it, this time with a tight skirt and a white button up shirt. She pulled me inside and led me to her living room.

“What took you so long?” She asks “I thought I scared you off”

“Just, uh, been busy” I say as I sit down on the couch.

Stacy goes to another room. I practice to myself what to say to her. A woman hasn’t made me this nervous in a long time. She comes back and sets some items on the coffee table in front of me. A bottle of lube, tissues, and some wipes.

“I wasn’t that prepared for you last time. Is there anything else I can get you?” She asks, standing over me.

“Well, about our session. Are you sure you just want to watch? I’ll do whatever you like, you just have to ask” I say as I touch my hand to her leg.

She lifts my hand back down to my side and says “that’s very thoughtful, but for now I’d just like to watch you. Is that ok?”

“Could I at least see you naked this time?”

She smiles, reaches her hands under her skirt and pulls out her red lacy panties. She holds them in front of me. I notice a wet spot on them. She pulls them onto my head and over my nose. I smell her scent through them.

“That’s all you get for now. Can you make due?”

I look up at her and nod. She reaches down and undoes my belt.

“Now get these pants off” she says as she pulls my pants and underwear off me.

Stacy sits down in her usual chair and gets comfortable for her favorite show. I notice her undo the top buttons of her shirt and notice she isn’t wearing a bra. I look down at her legs to find them both tucked to one side.

I pour lube into my hand and start to stroke myself. She moves her hand over her breasts as she watches me. I see them moving under her shirt, just barely getting some side boob. Her legs start moving the slightest bit apart from another but quickly close back up as she catches me watching. Fuck, she is such a tease. She bites her lip and I move my hand faster. Her legs rub against eachother and her hips move back and forth. I hear her exhale softly as she continues to watch me.

I hold my cock tight at the base to make the veins show. It turns her on even more. I slow down as I get myself close and thats when I see her hand travel down her body. Her legs slowly move apart as she grips the bottom edge of her skirt. She lifts it ever so slightly and I catch the smallest glimpse of her pussy before blowing my load all over myself. She immediately puts her skirt back down, but I keep stroking. More cum streams down my cock as I beg her. “Please let me see”

She shakes her head. I drop my hands and sink into the couch. Stacy gets up and cleans me up. I feel her soft hands wiping all around my cock. I start to get hard again.

“Are you sure I can’t stay a little longer this time?” I ask.

“Not today, sweety”

I pull up my pants and notice my underwear is missing. I look up and see Stacy holding them.

“Oh and I’m keeping these. You can hold onto mine if you like. A little trade.” She tugs the panties off my head and hands them to me.

Just as the last time, I’m whisked out the door just as I put my pants back on. This time she takes my number just before shutting the door. That night I looked at her window, wondering what she must do to herself once I’m gone.