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I was tempted to take out my own stiff cock and jerk off, but I didn’t. Bad enough I should get caught looking in the first place, worse if I was to do so standing there with my dick out, so I refrained. But I also knew I’d end up going inside to take care of that later myself after they’d gone back inside, and when I would feel reasonably safe in moving again without having been discovered.

It didn’t take long. Either he was already really worked up, which would have been my guess, or she was damn good at sucking cock, though it was very possibly a combination of the two. Moments later he forced himself away from her, Stella obviously aware of it, and prepared for it herself. Almost immediately she placed the lounge chair she was sitting in, into a layback position.

“Right here Mark…right here, shoot it all over my pussy!”

I stood there watching the young man pumping his prick. In seconds he was squirting thick streams of his spunk against her, most of it landing exactly where she told him to put it, all over her widespread very bare cunt. When he was sure he had milked out every last drop onto her, only then did she look up, still smiling and speaking again.

“Ok, time for you to go now,” she told him almost immediately, which frankly, took me by surprise. I could see by the pained expression on his face he wasn’t ready to leave. “Mark? You promised, you know the deal here. I told you if I let you do anything, that you had to do it the way I wanted it, or there was no deal. So if you’d ever like to feel that again, or see me naked again, then it’s time for you to leave…now!”

Obviously he gave in to her demands, though I could see he was damn reluctant to do so. Turning, he went back inside the house, no doubt in order to dress, though I was curious to see if he’d remain behind and peer at her through the windows or something. Minutes later however, I heard the sound of a car starting up next door, and knew that he’d done as she’d requested.

In the meantime, I continued to stand there, more confused, though more intrigued by what I saw her doing next. She was obviously using the kid’s spunk to masturbate herself with, smearing a lot of it onto her breasts, which she scooped up with her fingers from her pussy. Though mostly she toyed with her clit, using his fresh juice to further pleasure and tease herself with that way.

I felt like my prick was going to poke a hole through my pants as hard as I was, but I still didn’t dare move, fearing any movement might give away the fact that I was standing there on the other side of the fence spying on her. As close as she was, and with a perfect eye-view of her wide-open pussy, I was about as horny as I’d ever been, watching the young woman whom I’d seen grow up next door to me, masturbating herself to what turned out to be a very long, very loud, and obviously very intense climax!

Afterwards she lay there for several minutes gradually collecting herself, only then getting up and going back inside the house. I waited even then for an additional minute or two myself before heading back inside as well. I now had a very hard, very stiff and very needful prick that needed attending to. Especially while the images of what I’d just seen and witnessed were still fresh in my mind.

I stopped briefly to gather up the papers I had spread on the table earlier so that they didn’t get blown around the yard, and then slipped inside the sliding glass door into the kitchen area. Just as I did that, I heard the sound of the front door bell.

“Great, now what?” I wondered as I quickly repositioned my stiff member into a somewhat better position inside my pants, though even that didn’t help matters much as I opened the door, still standing behind it somewhat awkwardly.

“Hi Robin, thought I saw your car in the driveway,” Stella said as she stood there looking at me. “Mind if I come in?”

All she was wearing was a white bikini top and a pair of almost too short cut off Levi jeans. Obviously it hadn’t taken her long to dress, nor to decide to come over here after seeing my car in the drive. Curious, I invited her in, though immediately turning to head towards the kitchen area and the safety of the counter top.

Though it wasn’t at all odd for her to drop in like this, I still found it curiously odd that she had done so, so soon after her boyfriend had left. I couldn’t help but wonder if she was worried I might indeed have seen or overheard anything.

“Care for something cold to drink?” I asked hurriedly, leading her back into the kitchen.

“A cold beer would be nice, if you have an extra one,” she told me, taking a seat at my kitchen table, which meant I’d be forced to walk over and hand her one.

“Why don’t you grab us a beer, and I’ll get the glasses,” I said, giving me a reason to remain hidden as I stood behind the kitchen counter on one side with Stella now standing on the other. Though even that was only going to be a temporary solution to my obvious problem. Hurriedly I made my way back over towards the kitchen table, glasses in hand as Stella rejoined me with the beer. She sat smiling at me as she handed me my beer. “Surprised to see you home this early,” she began.

“Oh yeah that…had to come home and get ready for a meeting tomorrow, catch a flight out first thing, had some stuff I needed to do and go over before then,” I explained to her, though I could hear a bit of a nervous tone in my own voice as I spoke.

“Oh, I was just wondering…surprised to look out and see your car in the drive,” she said once again. “A friend of mine just left in fact,” she then added looking at me for what I knew had to be some indication I was aware of that. I tried to play it safe, though not dumb.

“Yeah, I saw his car parked out in front of your place too,” I stated. “Didn’t hear it leave though,” I said, smiling back while taking a sip of my beer.

“So what DID you hear?” She now asked, looking straight at me as she said that, nearly causing me to spew out the sip of beer I’d just taken.

“What do you mean?” I managed to answer back a bit nervously, feeling my face begin to flush even as I said that. Stella laughed seeing my obvious discomfort, it was a dead giveaway.

“You know, I wasn’t a hundred percent sure…until now. But I thought I saw you for a brief moment out on your deck, but when I looked again, I couldn’t see you. I wondered after that if you might be somewhere looking through the fence at me…at us,” she now added looking for my reaction to that. The only thing I could think of to do was to continue to play dumb, at least she hadn’t come right out and accused me of actually spying on her.

“Hmm, I only stepped outside for a moment, like I said, I’m working on a presentation I have to give tomorrow morning.” Glancing over on the counter top, I only then saw the pile of documents I’d hurriedly gathered up placing them there a bit hap-hazardly. Stella had noticed them sitting there too, once again smiling.

“First time for you wasn’t it?” she then said.

“Excuse me?”