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It was a warm and sticky August night. There was just enough light for Jason to see his watch. He saw thatit was after 10:00 PM as he sat there in the darkness waiting for the lovers to come. He knew they would come. He had no doubt about that. He had planned everything too perfectly and he was sure that nothing could possibly go wrong. He would be hiding out on the balcony when they returned and here he had a perfect hiding place to view the action. But yet, something was bothering him. Something within him was telling him that he should not go through with this. Perhaps that something was his conscience advising against the ideaof watching two people during such an intimate moment, but he had been planning this since he saw Mrs jonesand the man at the swimming pool and he was not going to back out now. * Mrs. Jones was a 30 year old unmarried woman, who had moved into the very stylish home next door to Jason. Jason was unmarried also, having divorced his wife two years previously. He now lived alone since he and hiswife had no childen. He was considered somewhat of an eccentric by his neighbors and he had become even more ofa recluse since his divorce, and since Mrs Jones moved in next door, he had degenerated to what one might call a peeping tom. * One evening Jason was finishing some yard work, when he happened to notice a woman clad only in a string bikini walking out to the back yard pool. Even from a distance he could see that she was a stunting beauty, who exuded sexually with every step she took, with firm prominent breast, a thin waist, and the most perfectly rounded almanbahis şikayet ass, more revealed than covered by the thin bikini string. She had a round angelic face, framed in a mass of long auburn curls that flowed over her shoulders and back. Jason's eyes were revited on her swaying ass as she strutted around her yard, almost as though she was displaying her goods just for him. At one point she turned andlooked right at him and he tried to pretend that he was not watching her. she turned around and walked toward the pool, and for a moment stood there like a golden goddess, with her arms straight out, before diving in head first. She moved through the water with the ease and poise of a swan executing back strokes and front strokes with the grace of an expert swimmer. Then she disappeared beneath the water and reappeared at the edge ofthe pool. Jason watched mesmerized as she walked up the latter and stepped out of the pool. She looked even* more sexy with her black hair slick wet and shining. She walked over to a lawn chair, and laid back to soak up some sun. * Since then Jason had been watching her out at the pool, while pretending to be doing yard work. One day he saw a man came out with her. He had dark hair and had a powerfully built and lean physique. Jason watched wide eyed as Mrs. Jones lay back in the lawn chair, while the man begin rubbing sun tan lotion on her. His hand moved slowly and deliberately over her body, occasionally stoping to feel and caress of her most intimate stops. Suddenly he leaned down and kissed her, and as Jason watched, she almanbahis canlı casino returned his kiss with deep passion. They then got up and walked toward the house, and as they reached the porch, they embraced and kissed again. It was another deep and passionate kiss, and Jason was quite sure he saw the man's tongue exploring inside Mrs. Jones mouth, while his hands explored the ins andouts of her fine ass. Jason was beginning to think that something would happen right there in front of his eyes, but as soon as they broke the kiss, they disappeared into the house. * About a week later Jason just happened to be looking out his bedroom window, when a car pulled up in Mrs. Jones's driveway. He heard the car horn blow, and then he saw Mrs. Jones come out of her house. Then the man got out of his car to opened the door for her. Jason noticed that it was the same man that was with Mrs. Jones at the pool. A thought suddenly occurred to Mark. When they returned from their date they would probably have an evening of sex and Jason begin to entertain the idea watching them. In fact he would love watch the gorgeous Mrs Jones get fucked by this guy, and from the way they were making out at the pool this was bound to happen. Jason thought of a plan. He knew that the large house had an upstairs balcony with an outside stairway leading up to it. As soon as it was dark he looked over the entire house and going up on the balcony, he discovered that from there he would have a clear view of anything that would be going on in the bedroom. There was also a night light on a table almanbahis casino right next to the bed that would provide enough light to see into the room even on the darkest night, and luckily for him, the trees and bushes around the front would prevent his being seen from the road. So Jason decided to go through with his plan. * As Jason waited on the balcony he felt very uncomfortable. It was very hot and humid and he was starting to sweat. Mosquitoes were buzzing around his face and bitting him. Other thoughts begin to crowd into his mind. Suppose that they chose not to go to the bedroom, but decided to fuck in the living room, or suppose they didn't fuck at all. Then this would be all for nothing, or suppose somehow he got caught. He would probably go to jail. Jason was just about to give out the notion of this folly, when the car pulled up in the driveway, and Mrs Johnson and the man stepped out. Jason's heart raced as he heard their footsteps in the grass as they approached the poach. He knew that he had to go through with it now, as his curiosity and his voyeur interest overcame any fear he had. Jason heard the living room door open and then shut as the couple walked into the house. As he sat there, one hour passed and nothing happened. Then two hours. What could they be doing, he wondered. Perhaps they were having a candlelight supper, or watching television, or perhaps they were fucking down stairs, or perhaps the man had left and he was waiting for nothing. As these thoughts raced through his mind, he saw the bedroom door open and Mrs. Jones walked into the room. Jason was wondering where the man had gone. She was dressed in a very stylish and elegant pants suit and blouse, that one my wear out to dinner. As jason watched wide eyed she begin unbuttoning her blouse. She removed the blouse and tossed it on the chair.