My Peeping Neighbor

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Dean and I were high school sweethearts. After graduation, he joined the military, and after he returned from boot camp, we decided to get married. We settled into our new home before Dean was deployed for the first time. After I settled in, I enrolled in college courses and worked on my business degree while Dean was away.Dean loved serving and re-enlisted, and was once again deployed. Dean being gone was very lonely, but I had received my college degree by the time he came home from his second deployment. He was very proud of me and supported me in every way.I applied and earned a job as a financial adviser in a local firm. I enjoyed my job, and with Dean remaining stateside for over a year, I was thrilled with our lives. Dean came home from the base one night and told me he had volunteered for another deployment. I begged him not to go. With him being home and my school being done, we were finally enjoying our life together, and I loved how it was going.Dean and I had a long talk that night, and I could see he wouldn’t be happy if he didn’t go on this deployment. But he promised this would be his last one, and we would have the rest of our lives to be together.Although sad, I saw Dean off and looked forward to when he would return and be with me to enjoy our lives together. Dean was gone just over six months, and as I was cleaning up after dinner on Wednesday night, there was a knock on the door. As I opened it, the base Chaplin and another officer were at the door. Once I saw them standing there, my heart sank. I knew something terrible had happened. They went on to tell me how Dean was killed in action while on patrol.I couldn’t believe what had happened. I couldn’t believe I was now alone at twenty-nine years old. Things were going so well, and now it was all over.For the next few years, I was a shell of a woman. After isolating myself, I buried myself in my work. I spent long hours in the office only to come home alone and go to bed. It wasn’t until my mother-in-law came for an extended visit that she sat me down and told me I needed to move on with my life. “Not saying you forget Dean; he was a fantastic husband. But you are still an attractive young woman, and you should not be alone.”I thought about our talk. I missed Dean so much, and especially sharing a bed with him. I would pleasure myself, but I couldn’t be with another man sexually. I felt like I would betray Dean if I did. His mother pointed out how Dean would have wanted me to move on and be happy and not mope over him.I shared with my friend Tammy at work about my conversation with my mother-in-law. She reinforced what my mother-in-law told me and felt it would be a good idea to date again. Tammy continued to get me to get back out there. One day she told me about a friend of her husband who was divorced but was a great guy and asked me if I would go out with her, her husband, and this guy for dinner one night. I was still uncomfortable about it, but after her constant prodding, I gave in and agreed to just dinner.We all went to dinner, and I met Sam. Sam was a very handsome and charming guy. We all had a good time, and at the end of the night, he asked if he could call me. I gave him my number and told him yes. On the way home, I thought Sam was very nice, but I didn’t feel that it was what I wanted. But I decided to keep an open mind and give it a chance before I decided or ended anything.Sam did call the next day, and we made a date for next Saturday night for dinner. I told Sam I would meet him at the restaurant. I planned this purposely. At this point, I didn’t want Sam to pick me up and know exactly where I lived, and secondly, I had my car available if I wanted to end the date earlier than planned.I thought long and hard about how this date might end. I am not the woman who jumps into a man’s bed Emek Escort on the first date. But let’s face it. A woman can only rely on her fingers or vibe for so long. It has been almost four years since I had a man. It was the last night before Dean shipped out. I was aching for a real man. Then, finally, I snapped back into reality, thinking I was getting ahead of myself. I did not even know if it would go that well.I spent all of Saturday afternoon trying to pick the right outfit. I didn’t want to wear anything that might give out the wrong signals, and I didn’t want anything to make me look like a widowed librarian.I decided on a black and white print dress just above my knees. I was a little concerned since it was spaghetti strapped. I may be showing too many of my 38DDs. But I decided not to worry about it. I did look good in it, and it clung to my body in all the right places. Looking in the mirror, I felt good about how I looked.I arrived at the restaurant on time. Sam was already there and was sitting at the table. As I walked to him, I could see his eyes widen, and a big smile came across his face. He stood as he pulled my seat out for me to sit down. He told me how great I looked as he pushed my chair in. This was a plus. Only a few men are real gentlemen anymore.The night went well. We had a good meal and some excellent conversation. I have to admit, it felt good to have the company of the opposite sex. Unfortunately, when the waiter brought the check, Sam paid it and refused my offer to pay my half. (I thought I would ask; I didn’t expect him to take my offer but felt if I paid, I was not obligated to feel like I should jump into his bed.)We left the restaurant, and Sam walked me to my car. My anxiety was sky-high, and I did not know what to expect next. Sam opened my door for me. He kissed me softly on my lips and told me he didn’t want to over-step, but he had a wonderful time and would love for the evening to continue. He didn’t want to be too forward, but we could go to his place for a quiet nightcap if I desired. There it was, the offer. I never decided what I was going to do if he asked. But without thinking, I blurted out, “That would be nice.”Where did that come from? I thought to myself. Sam offered to ride with me, and he would be able to get his car later. He guided me to his place, where we had a few more drinks and continued our conversation. Sam leaned over to me and slowly moved to kiss me. I didn’t protest, so he continued into me. Our kiss was more passionate than the last one. His hands caressed up and down my body, and I have to admit it felt wonderful.As our kiss continued, our passion built. Sam’s hands were all over my body, and when his hand cupped and caressed my left boob, I loudly moaned. Sam asked if I wanted to go to his bedroom. I couldn’t answer, I tried, but I couldn’t get the words out. Finally, I nodded my head yes. He took my hand and walked me hand-in-hand to his bedroom.We stood next to his king-sized bed. Facing each other, we kissed once again as we undressed each other. Once naked, Sam lay me on the bed and hovered over me as he continued our kiss. His hands caressed my naked body. Sam’s hands and lips caressed and kissed up and down my body. I tingled from his touches. My nipples were rock hard as Sam kissed, licked, and sucked on my nipples. My body felt alive once again. Sam kissed down my body and moved between my legs. I closed my eyes and started breathing heavily with anticipation. My legs spread wider for Sam. When I felt his tongue slowly lick up my slit and flick over my clit, I squirmed and moaned loudly.My hips hiked up to grind into his face. I didn’t want him to stop licking my pussy. A fire lit in me that I had forgotten about. Sam continued licking my clit and pussy as he slid a finger into Emek Escort Bayan my soaking wet pussy. His finger curled back and massaged my G-spot. My moans turned to screams as I begged Sam not to stop. Sam continued licking me and caressing my G-spot, making me explode into an orgasm unlike any I had felt; four years of pent-up sexual frustration flowed out of my body with a toe-curling orgasm.Lying in bed, my tits heaving as I gasp for air. Sam was lying next to me, holding me. As I slowly regain my composure, I move more to my side as I face Sam. My hand moves to him as I take his rock-hard cock. Slowly I stroke him. First time I have held a man’s cock in about four years. As my strength comes back, I lean over to Sam. Taking his cock into my mouth. I closed my eyes as I forgot how much I loved sucking cock. In and out, Sam’s cock slid between my lips. My mouth took him to the base and held him there as I used my tongue to lick up and down his shaft. Hearing Sam moan, I chuckled as I thought I didn’t lose my oral skills.Sam pushed me off him and onto my back, with my knees in the air. He moved over me and settled between my legs. Looking down, he told me he wanted to be in me. Then, looking up at him with lust, I begged him to enter me. I wanted to feel his cock and for him to fuck me.Sam reached between us as he took hold of his cock, and guided it to my wet opening. Feeling his hard cock against my lips makes me shiver. Then, Sam slowly pushed into me. I gasped loudly as I felt his head open up my pussy and enter me. As Sam thrust in and out of me, my moans turned to screams of pleasure. I begged Sam to fuck me, and it didn’t take long before I was screaming as I rode my first orgasm. Sam continued to thrust into me, ramming his dick deeper and harder. Before long, I was on the edge of my second orgasm. As my body tensed, Sam thrusts deep into me and held it there as I felt his dick spasm deep in me as he shot jet after jet of his creamy thick cum into me.Sam collapsed on me as we held each other. I couldn’t move if I wanted to, but I felt some solace feeling Sam’s weight on me as we held each other. We fucked two more times that night before I left early in the morning.Leaving Sam early in the morning, I felt so relaxed and satisfied. However, I had to endure the “Drive of Shame” on the way home. As I drove through the neighborhood, Bob Johnson was putting his golf clubs in his car for his tee time. Jerry and Mary Jennings were out for their morning run, and our paperman was driving through the neighborhood delivering the morning paper. I felt the stares and judgments of them all.I spent the rest of the day relaxing around the house, spending some time poolside. In the afternoon, I received a text from Sam telling me how he enjoyed last night. That was sweet and made me think more about our night together.I relived the night repeatedly, which got me all worked up. Finally, as night fell, the weather turned, and it started to rain. I finished cleaning everything up and went up to my bedroom. I got naked and lay on my bed. This was nothing new since I enjoyed being naked at home and sleeping in the nude.On my bed, I once again thought about my night with Sam. I was once again wet quickly. The weather turned worse as some thunderstorms moved in. I always loved watching the lightning light up the sky and hearing the big bang afterward. Between the storm and reliving last night, my fingers quickly found their way between my legs.I moved my fingers over my clit and watched the lightning out the window when something caught my eye. I was so excited I didn’t want to stop rubbing, hell I don’t think I could even if I had to—another flash of lightning. I could see a silhouette of someone in the window next door. I couldn’t be sure, but he looked like Escort Emek he was stroking his cock. I rubbed faster, and before long, my hips were hiking off the bed as I brought myself to a wild orgasm.I didn’t lie there and savored my orgasm like I usually did. Instead, I went to the bathroom to clean up. I kept the light off and tried to see who was at the neighbor’s window, but the storm had passed, and the lightning no longer lit up the sky. Since Dean passed away, I stayed to myself, and although I knew my neighbors, I didn’t mingle with them much at all, so I had no idea whose bedroom that might be.I turned the bedroom light off and crawled back into bed. I was angry that someone was watching me, but the more I thought about it, I had to admit it turned me on. I woke up the following day, and after my shower, I went downstairs to get my binoculars. First, I closed the curtains to where I thought no one would see me looking. Then, I peeked through them with my binoculars.”That little perv!” I could see it was a boy’s room. The neighbors had a young son; he was young the last I paid attention to him, but that was years ago. He had to be close to college age now. So that must have been him watching me. How long has he been peeping on me? Just what has he seen?I heard a noise outside. It was him, Josh. Only Josh was not so little anymore. He was cutting the grass, had no shirt on, and was well-built. I felt a certain tingle, but I didn’t understand why. Then it hit me. His build, height, and weight, even his gait, reminded me of Dean. As I continued to watch Josh, I cried as it made me think of Dean, yet my pussy was wet. My hand found itself again in my shorts as I fingered myself and watched Josh.I was still trying to figure out what I saw last night. I again planned a show for tonight. As it got to bedtime, I noticed the light was on in the room next door. I went to my room, turned on the lights, and undressed. I noticed that once I turned on my bedroom lights, the lights next door went off. I walked around the room, making it look like I was getting ready for bed. I was right. I could see a silhouette standing in the window. Like last night, I lay in bed and pleasured myself. Again, it wasn’t easy to know, but it sure did look like whoever was in that room was jerking off as he watched me.I wasn’t angry tonight knowing someone was watching. But conversely, I was more turned on, knowing I was being watched. After that night, I paid more attention to my neighbors, which convinced me that Josh was watching me. The more I watched him, the more I saw Dean’s actions in him. So, I watch him regularly now.Sam called asking for another date. So we decided to go out again this Saturday night. Sam picked me up, and we went for a beautiful dinner before he brought me back home. I invited him for a nightcap, eventually leading us to my bedroom.I planned this since we made a date. I made sure my bedroom was dimly lit. Not very bright, but bright enough for my peeper to watch. Sam and I embraced in a passionate kiss as we stood where we could be seen. I could look across the yard while the lights were still on next door. I confirmed what my suspicions were. I saw Josh standing in the room. Once he noticed my lights on, his went off.As Sam and I continued kissing, we undressed and soon stood in each other’s arms naked. I wanted to be visible to my peeper, so as Sam and I stood at the foot of the bed, I knelt before Sam, wrapping my lips around his cock as I sucked him. Knowing I was being watched excited me even more. My mouth bobbed up and down on his cock as if it was the last time I would ever suck a cock. The faster I sucked Sam, the louder his moans got. I wasn’t going to stop tonight; I wanted to taste him. I wanted him to explode in my mouth. Sam’s hand moved to the back of my head, and once he thrust into my mouth, he held my head as his dick spasmed in my mouth. I was tasting his seed as he filled my mouth. I sucked and swallowed every drop he pumped into my mouth and sucked on him until his cock went limp in my mouth.

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