Neighbors son gets a peek, Cont ...

Believe me, this was not the first time the thought ran through my head about putting on a little "show" in my bedroom as I undressed, because I knew Aaron was very interested by the way he checked my body out during the warm weather months, and I was quite sure he had wasted many, many tissues as he lay awake at night thinking about the "older" woman next door, but as horny as I can be, I thought this was a line very close to home and was a little worried about this, but I should have known that once my mind opened this door, my horniness and exhibitionistic side would not allow me to close it.
As I waited for darkness to completely envelop the neighborhood, I couldnt stop wondering if Aaron was hiding away near his window, and especially now that he seen me pull in the driveway. I am not sure what type of a view he had of my car, but in case he was watching me from a different window, when I got out of my car, I purposely slid my left leg out and held it there as I pretended to fiddle with something in my car, full well knowing that as I leaned toward the passenger seat, my skirt rode slightly higher up my thigh, revealing a hint of the lace tops of the black lace top thigh highs (I so love wearing these-black lace being my favs by far) I wore under my smart looking, somewhat conservative skirt suit. Even as I was doing it and not even knowing if he was looking or not, my heart raced at the possibility.
It was just about fully dark outside now, and before going to my bedroom I made a quick detour in to a guest bedroom that also faces our neighbor's sons bedroom, but I did not turn the light on and instead, carefully made my way close to the window and peered out. At first I didnt see anything because his room was dark as well, and just as I was about to give up, I saw the shade on his window move ever so slightly, and I thought I saw a hand pull it back slightly as if he was there peeking out, but couldnt be sure. My heart was pounding at the thought of him possibly trying to spy on me, but I wanted to be sure if I was going to try to put on an unsuspecting show for him. I tried to think of another way to see if he really was at his window, maybe from another window or angle but I could not think of anything. Then suddenly I had an idea. My husband is an avid sports fan and he has like a mini binoculars thingy that he uses when he goes to football games and the like, but I wasnt sure where he kept them, and actually wasnt sure if they were in the house at all. I started looking and lucky for me, the second dresser drawer I looked in, I found them. I raced back to the guest bedroom with my heart now racing more than ever. I got close enough to the window to where I could look out, and put the binoculars up to my eyes. It took me a few seconds to adjust them because they are really powerful and everything was out of focus, but when I adjusted the focus, the house next door looked as though it was within 2 feet from my eyes. I then began looking directly at Aarons bedroom window, and at first saw nothing. I then had an idea so I put the binoculars down on a table near the window and walked to my bedroom, and flicked the light on. I then paraded around the room a little as if I was looking for something, but what I was doing was trying to see if he maybe once he saw that I was in my bedroom, he would then try to peek out from the window. I then walked casually out of my bedroom and as soon as I was out of sight, I walked very quickly back to the guest bedroom down the hall, grabbed the binoculars, brought them to my eyes, and sure enough, there was Aaron standing in his still darkened bedroom. It startled me a little because he looked so close, but once I conformed he was there, I threw the binoculars on the bed and walked back to my bedroom. Confident that he was now watching my every move, I started unbuttoning my blouse as I walked to my closet.
I guess I should first describe exactly what I was wearing so you can visulaize this a little better. I wear a lot of skirt suits to work and all of them are smartly done and can even be sexy but with more of a conservative flair if you know what I mean, but at this point I no longer wore the jacket portion of my skirt suit, and this particular skirt suit was grey in color. So I walked in to my bedroom wearing the grey skirt which was appropriate and came to just below my knee in length. With it I had on a three-quarter sleeved white cotton blouse that buttoned down the front, and I wore black 4 inch heels that strapped at my ankle, that also had no back at my heel. Very sexy shoes but not sure he could see them and doubt a 17 yr old would appreciate them anyway lol. I also had lingerie other than my bra on underneathe, but that comes later :)
So I walked in to my bedroom as I slowly unbuttoned my blouse. Once it was all the way unbuttoned I still left it on, but as I walked from the closet to my dresser, it flew open and my black lace Victorias Secret bra was very visible. I made it look as though I was undecided, and then pretended that the phone rang and picked up a cordless extension phone and pretended to be talking on it. As I did this I lingered very close to the window, although not facing direcrtly in his direction, and as I lingered, I slipped off my blouse and now stood there in my skirt, heels and bra only. All I imagined was him standing there in his darkened bedroom with a raging hard on as his eyes strained to see more. I then cradled the phone as I unzipped the back of my skirt, but before wiggling out of it, I walked to the closet, and my closet doors are entirely mirrored and I strained to see if I could see if he was watching but couldnt tell. With my back facing the wiondow, I then wiggled sexily out of my skirt and let it drop to the floor. I picked it up and tossed it in a corner and took a quick glance at myself in the mirror. I had to admit, I looked pretty sexy standing there now in only my black lace bra, black lace boy short panties, black lace top thigh highs, and my black heels. I wanted to slide my bra off but I also couldnt stop wondering if he was still watching. A part of me told me that of course he was, but then another part of me still wondered, so I walked out of my bedroom but left the light on to indicate that I would return soon just in case he was still watching because I surely wanted to keep his interest. I then walked really fast to the guest bedroom and grabbed the binoculars and looked once again toward his bedroom, and as I looked I could feel an obvious grin come across my face. he was there alright, and he was actually even more visible than before. Im sure it would have still been hard to see him if I didnt use the binoculars because he was a step or 2 back from the blinds, probably in an effort to hide himself from being seen. I could actually see him from almosy mid stomach and up, but was a little disappointed because I was hoping to be able to see if he was ..... jerking off :) but no such luck, buit I could see his shoulder kinda of moving methodically, almost like he was scratching something and then I realized he probably WAS jerking off. I raced back to my bedroom now, and had to slow myself down a bit because I could not make it obvious that I was showong off for him. So I then pretended to finally hang up the phone, and walked to where I was maybe 2-3 feet from the window but almost directly in front of it, and then I reached back, unsnapped my bra, and slid both arms out and displayed my perky 34b breasts by appearring as though I was stretching, and as I stretched, I pressed my chest outward and then released. I already could feel that my nipples were rock hard, and they actually cried out for my fingers to grab on to them and give them a tug or a pinch (LOVE having them played with roughly)but resisted because I again wanted this to look natural. Believe me, a part of me wanted to get naked and flop on the bed spread eagle and masturbate shamelessly, and in my very horny mind, I had already justified this by telling myself that it is perfectrly normal for a working woman like myself to come home after a hard day at the office and unwind by masturbating in the privacy of her own bedroom, but another part of my horny mind told me to slow down and just tease him, and to not give away the whole candy store all at once. So I walked around my bedroom a little more eventually sliding out of my heels and stockingts, and made sure to take the stockings off as sexily as I could without making it look obvious, and by that point I was so aroused that the crotch of my black lace boy shorts were completely soaked. I reluctantly left my bedroom and turned off the light. By this time I so needed to touch myself but I held back and waited until I was locked away in my bathroom a few minutes later. Then I fingered my throbbing clit to an incredible intense orgasm as I tugged and twisted my rock hard nipples, the whole time imagining him standing there watching me undressing as he stroked his young rock hard cock until hot cum spurted everywhere.

I know it is a very naughty thing to purposely showoff for my neighbors 17 yr old son, and as I said earlier, I know this is a line I never thought I would cross, but I swear, my horniness is beginning to really consume me and take me places I never imagined it would.

and I seemingly cannot stop it .....