Not many people would call me a sexy guy - short, middle aged, and a bit overweight.* So I was completely (but pleasantly!) surprised by the following experience. About a month ago I was home alone.* My wife was out with the kids doing some shopping.* I was at loose ends and feeling a bit horny.* And as we all know, there are ways to handle that. I should tell you that my sex life is mostly with myself.** My wife has lost interest in sex, and while she will accommodate me if I ask I usually find it easier and more satisfying to do myself.* I have gotten pretty good at masturbation, and have several ways to jerk off depending on the time and privacy I have. On this day I had plenty of time and nobody home, so I decided to use the full- length mirror in our bedroom.* I like to watch myself cum.* I got a bottle of hand lotion and then got naked.* Standing on a towel in front of the mirror, I spread a good quantity of lotion on my palm and then began to gently rub my penis.* When I start, I concentrate on the shaft and avoid the head; that is for later.* My cock responded as always and soon stood hard and tall.* I watched in the mirror while my lubricated hand slipped up and down its length, listening to the faint friction of my hand.* I began using my finger and thumb to gently squeeze the head on each upward stroke, and my strokes got faster and faster.* At last, my warm cum spurted from my cock, first arcing and then oozing over my fingers and dripping on to the towel.* I closed my eyes and gently squeezed to milk every last drop, my knees shaking a bit from the force of my orgasm. The next morning as I was leaving the house I met our neighbor.* The house next door is a rental, and Jenny had moved in a few months earlier.* She had some job which required her to move every year or so.* Jenny was attractive without being gorgeous; about my height, straight shoulder length black hair, a nice figure.* Her breasts were not large, but were nicely proportioned to her size.* We were not good friends, but friendly; we greeted each other when we met and Jenny had come over for lunch one day just after she moved in. This day Jenny was opening her car as I reached mine, parked just in front of hers.* I said *quot;Good morning*quot; as I unlocked the door, expecting a casual *quot;Good morning*quot; in return.* Instead, I heard something I didn't quite.* I said, *quot;Excuse me?*quot; and Jenny said, *quot;I saw your show yesterday afternoon.*quot; My jaw dropped, and I could almost hear the blood rushing to my face.* Our bedroom window was across from hers, and the mirror would be visible to anyone looking from her place to ours.* I'd never even considered that Jenny might be looking out.* Oh, boy, I thought, I'll be lucky if she doesn't call the police and report me for indecent exposure.* I was groping for something to say, some apology or explanation,
Fikirtepe escort when she turned to face me and I saw that she was smiling.* She took a step toward me and said, *quot;I really enjoyed it.* I don't get to see a guy doing that very often.* Maybe next time you'll let me join you.*quot; And with that, she returned to her car, got in, and drove off, giving a little wave as she passed me.* For a moment I just stood there, unable to believe that I had heard correctly.* Then I managed to get my car open and drove to work. All day my mind kept returning to that few moments in the morning.* I couldn't get her last line out of my mind.* Could she have meant it? No way, I decided.* She was having some kind of fun with me. I hadn't forgotten it that evening, and in fact had convinced myself that Jenny was disgusted with me.* What a jerk, she must be thinking - won't even screw his wife, just whacks off where anybody can see.* She'd probably move away so that she wouldn't have to risk seeing any more such sights.* So imagine my surprise when the doorbell rang shortly after dinner and it turned out to be Jenny! My wife answered.* I was standing nearby and heard Jenny say *quot;Hi.* I have a small problem.* Could you loan me your husband for an hour or so? I need help moving some heavy boxes in the basement.*quot; My wife said *quot;Sure.* Just return him in good working order.*quot; Then she turned to me and said, *quot;Honey, your manly muscles are needed.* Be a dear and help the poor girl out.* Be careful of your back.*quot; Standing behind her, Jenny caught my eye and sent me a wink.* I stayed outwardly calm as I stepped to the door, but inside was I in a daze.* Could this really be happening? As we left, Jenny spoke once more to my wife.* *quot;Thanks.* I'll try not to keep him all night.*quot; I nearly choked. We walked over to Jenny's house.* When we were inside she walked to a door that I knew lead to the basement, and my galloping heart fell.* It's really just to move some damn boxes, I thought.* Jenny opened the door and reached in to turn on the basement light.* Then she closed the door, turned to me, and said *quot;Just in case anyone looks over and wonders why we're working in the dark.*quot; She smiled again, this time with a new sexy twinkle in her eyes, took my hand, and led me down the hall to her bedroom. It was a pleasant room with a double bed and two comfortable reclining chairs.* Curtains were drawn over the two windows, and the room was warmly lit by floor lamps next to each chair.* Jenny led me into the room and to one of the chairs.* She turned toward the other and I started to follow her.* She placed her hand on my chest, indicating that she wanted me to stay where I was.* Her fingers lingered a bit on my chest, then trailed lightly down my body as she moved again toward the other chair.* She turned to
Sancaktepe escort bayan me, and said *quot;This morning I told you that I liked your show.* I meant that.* I enjoy masturbating and I like to watch other people who enjoy it.* I could see that you do because you don't just jerk off.* You take your time, you watch yourself.* I want to watch you now, and I want you to watch me.*quot; And with that, and keeping her eyes fixed on mine, she slowly began to unbutton her blouse. Her words had stunned me.* It sounds odd, but the thought of watching her masturbate was more exciting than that of regular sex.* And she wanted to watch me!* This was more intimate than intercourse.* Our eyes remained locked and I began to unbutton my shirt. Jenny unhurriedly worked each button free until her blouse hung open.* She slipped it off and let it fall to the floor.* Next she slowly undid the button at the top of her slacks, and gently slid the zipper down.* The sight of her panties peeping through was incredibly arousing - not that I needed much arousal.* She worked her slacks down her legs at a leisurely pace, finally stepping out of them and kicking them gently away.* She stood before me in cream colored bra and panties. I had slipped my shirt off and unsnapped my jeans.* I slowly slipped them off my legs and pushed them aside.* I stood before Jenny in my boxers.* The bulge in the front showed the effect her measured strip tease.* Jenny looked down and her smile widened.* Then she reached back for her bra clasp. She undid the hooks and let the straps of her bra slide down her arms.* The cups fell away from her breasts and the bra dropped to the floor.* Then she let her hands slip down her sides to the top of her panties.* She slid a thumb in on each side and began working them slowly down her legs.* She stooped to slide them past her knees, slipped them off, and stood again, giving me a full view of her naked body. I had watched this in lusty fascination, unconsciously stroking my penis through the cloth of my boxers.* Now I slid them off, letting my erection out of its confinement.* I stood and let Jenny gaze her fill as I hungrily stared at her. Her breasts were smallish, perfectly suited to her.* Her nipples were luscious little buds, just starting to get hard.* Her bush was a dark triangle between her legs, shapely and not too much hair.* I watched as she cupped a breast with each hand, gently tweaking her nipples between thumb and forefinger.* After a few moments of this she let her hands glide down her sides to her thighs and rubbed in a slow circles which just missed meeting in that lovely dark mound.* Then she sat in her chair, leaned back, and slowly opened her legs. I followed her example and reclined in my chair.* Jenny was gazing raptly at my fully erect penis, and
Escort üsküdar I wrapped my right hand around it.* I slowly began to slip my hand up and down my shaft, taking maybe 5 seconds for each stroke.* I was harder that I could remember ever being before, and the head of my penis darkened as I stroked.* Jenny watched my hand stroking my penis, and her breathing speeded up a little. As her legs spread I caught my first glimpse of the pink slit within her bush.* Her hand slid down over this tantalizing site and she opened her legs even more.* Then she began massaging with her palm, working it against her clit. *quot;Most guys think that a woman always puts something inside her when she masturbates*quot; she said.* Her voice was low and had a husky tone I hadn't heard before we started.* *quot;Sometimes we do*quot; she added, and with a little sigh slid a finger inside herself, keeping her palm pressed firmly against her clit at the same time.* *quot;But mostly we like to rub and play with our clits.* You have to go easy.* If you're too rough it hurts.*quot; She withdrew her finger and used it to gently stroke her clit.* Her other hand returned to her breast and again tweaked the nipple, harder this time, almost a pinch.* A little shaky sigh slipped between her slightly parted lips. By now I was on fire, and my penis was a throbbing staff.* I stroked more quickly, letting my palm slip over the head on each up stroke.* Tiny glistening drops of precum emerged from the tip, providing delicious lubrication.* I felt like I could jack off all night and at the same time as though I was about to cum like I never had before.* I gave myself to the pure pleasure of feeling my orgasm build as I watched Jenny continue to rub and finger herself. She was arched in the chair, thrusting her mound up against her kneading hand.* Her legs were spread wide, knees slightly bent.* I could see the gleam as her inner oils spread to moistened her.* She was panting now, working her hand harder, thrusting one and then two fingers deep inside herself while the base of her thumb kept up a rapid, grinding massage on her clit.* Her eyes were half closed, but she kept them fixed on my swollen penis and swiftly working hand as I reached my orgasm. I felt like a hot river was gushing from me and I closed my eyes as I gave myself over completely to the indescribable pleasure of cumming.* A jet of semen arced from my penis, spattering over my chest and stomach.* Once, twice, three times my cum spurted onto my body before it slowed to a trickle.* I lay limp in my chair, gently massaging the head of my penis, each touch bringing exquisite, almost painful jolts of sensation. With my eyes closed I didn't realize that Jenny had risen from her chair.* I learned it when I felt her hand trailing over my body, slipping through my still-warm semen and gathering it onto her fingers.* I opened my eyes to see her return to her chair, where she once again lay back and opened her legs.* Then, with her sparkling eyes fixed on mine, she slowly slipped two cum covered fingers inside herself.* She smiled, and said in a voice still shaky from her own orgasm, *quot;Next time, I want you to put it in me.*quot;