The Duplex Voyeur
written by:
Dartman

The duplex had been vacant for almost 5 weeks. John and Harriet were in their early 80's and the upkeep of the building was simply too much, so they decided to rent out their half and move to an assisted care facility. I had been living in the second half and taking care of both units for almost 10 years now. They were great landlords. They paid me adequately for the work I did in maintaining their building. I had taken the last three weeks off from my writing to get their place ready for renting. I needed the break and I liked the work. Seven years earlier I had put in a hot tub and surrounding deck. Four years ago I had replaced the privacy fence. Last summer I replaced the roof and repainted the outside. I knew every square inch of the structure. I had even found some good hiding places to watch visitors as they enjoyed the spa. I guess I have always had a little voyeur in me. Last summer I found myself spending hours watching their 30 year old grandson and his wife playing in the spa. They had been house sitting for John and Harriet while they were on vacation. It was so exciting, just the anticipation of what they might do. In reality, they only got naked from the waist up. However, that wasn't wasted time, as she was a very well endowed and beautiful woman. Oh the fantasies I dreamt about her!

It was Wednesday afternoon when the moving van pulled up. To my surprise, a gorgeous woman around 45 years old and a young college age girl got out of the truck. They wasted no time in opening up the house and starting to unload their furniture. Being the gentleman I am, I quickly went out to greet them and give them a hand.

After our semiformal introductions I had learned that they were mother and daughter, Charlene and Ashley. Charlie as she liked to be called told me her husband had died about 6 yrs. ago. She had just sold their house and decided to rent for a few months, until her daughter was through with college.

It took us about two hours to finish moving them in. I could not keep my mind from imaging these beautiful women without their clothes. Maybe that's why it took so long to finish the move in. I was really enjoying myself. Not to mention the fact that the shirt Charlie wore was unbuttoned enough that every time she bent down to pick something up, her entire bra would show. I wonder if she dressed that way in hopes of getting a strong male to help them move in? If so, apparently it worked. At any rate, it was all the more fun for me. She was not particularly shy. I played right along and trying not to be really obvious, kept positioning myself where I could enjoy the view. They appreciated my help and took me out to dinner that night. I had the best day I've had since my wife died some 9 years 3 months and 11 days ago, but whos counting. As I fell asleep, I was still dreaming about looking down Charlie's shirt.

I only saw them in passing for the next two weeks. Ashely left around 10:00 and got home around 4:30 on week days. Charlie, on the other hand, left around 8:00 and didn't get home until after 6:00. Through our casual and brief conversations, I found out she was filling in at a local branch for a manager that went on sabbatical for several months. Her employment might even last a year before they would move her again. Unbeknown to me, my life was about to get very interesting.

Saturday morning, I woke to a rapid knock on the door. I threw on my shorts, opened the door a crack and peered around to see who it was. Ashley was standing there in her robe. There was a sense of urgency in her voice when she asked if I could give them a hand. They had an emergency. I grabbed my shirt off the back of the couch, slid into my slippers and followed her.

When I got inside, she led me straight to the master bedroom where I saw Charlie in her pink cotton PJ's with her back to me. She was standing on an A-frame ladder holding a ceiling fan that she was trying to install. In the process, the retaining strap had come loose and she couldn't let go without the electric wires coming loose and she couldn't get the fan back in place. I walked around to the other side of the ladder, in order to climb up and help out. To my surprise, her PJ top was unbuttoned to the middle of her breasts and I couldn't help but notice how big her nipples were as they jutted out to form pointed mounds under her top. She obviously wasn't wearing a bra. I think she was uncomfortably aware of her situation as she got a little flush in her face. I was trying not to embarrass myself by staring, but it was pretty awkward climbing up the back side of the ladder and standing only inches away from such a great smelling sexy woman. I felt a small rise in my groin and hoped it didn't show. After we reattached the hanging strap, Charlie descended and I finished installing the fan. In the mean time, Charlie had gotten dressed in Ashley's room, and began making breakfast for all of us. She was trying to get out of taking Ashley to her girl friends house, but was unsuccessful and after breakfast, we all parted.

Around 12:30, I heard a stirring on the common patio between our two units, so I went to see what was up. Charlie was setting up her boom box and rearranging the lounge chair so she could get some sun. I was in my favorite hiding spot behind a glass where the rays of the sun made it impossible to look inside, so I knew I could not be seen. As Charlie began to take off her shirt and show her string bikini top, I felt that involuntary rise in my manhood again. The projection of her nipples were clearly visible through her top. She made a quick adjustment in the cloth covering her breasts and I hoped she was about to strip, but that was not the case. Then she turned with her back to me and began taking off her jeans to reveal her string bikini bottoms which I thought would be more appropriate in a strip bar than on a public beach. It had only a string running up her backside.

Charlie was in perfect shape. Muscular legs, wide hips and a butt to die for. I was thinking I should get a membership to what ever gym she was working out in. Just watching her work up a sweat would be worth any admission costs.

The back string on her bottoms was tucked deep inside her ass cheeks as she ran a finger inside to readjust it. I was mesmerized at this point. The stirring in my groin had now become a full erection. As she turned back around and faced me, I could see her bikini panties had form fitted to her pubic mound creating a crevice between her lips. She made a final adjustment to the lounge chair and proceeded to lay down on her stomach with her head sideways to where I was standing. She reached back, undid her bra string, placed her arms at her sides, and closed her eyes. All I could do was stay hidden and stare. Here is a beautiful lady, in broad daylight only a few feet away and she doesn't even know she is being watched. I felt as though I had just won the lottery!

As the sun beat down, it wasn't long before Charlie began to perspire. The sweat beads that were forming soon began their envious journey down her silky skin to drip like rain drops under the lounge chair. Few were evaporating before the next one hit. As she was getting hotter and melting more under the heat she started shifting on the chair. Lifting and twisting her head to the other side to get more comfortable. She was unaware that in that shifting process her bikini was pushed off to one side and her nipple had pushed through the vinyl straps of the lounge chair. It was an unbelievably intoxicating sight. I stood motionless, just staring at her beautiful body with that nipple sticking through the chair. I couldn't pull away. Finally, she stirred again. Realizing her predicament she quickly covered up as she got a little flushed.. She started looking around to see if anyone could see her. After she was satisfied that no one was there I could see the tension ease in her body and her color returned to normal. She rolled over on the lounger to sun her front. Giving another glance around and concluding that she was totally secluded from the outside world, she reached behind her back and to my disbelief, her bikini top was gone. Just that quick, I am staring at a half naked, absolutely gorgeous lady. I was in heaven. She casually reached up, cupped her hands underneath her breasts and with an outward, almost pinching motion rubbed both breasts to wipe away the beads of sweat. To me, it was an erotic moment. The most perfect set of boobs on a gorgeous body. I was in a trance. Her tan lines accentuated her breasts, with golden skin leaving about one inch of white virgin skin from her pink areola and her protruding nipples. Only ten feet away and she didn't even know I was there. It was erotically fantastic!

Soon she needed to shift her chair to take advantage of the sun's rays. She moved to position herself so her feet would be towards me. She sat down, then rolled over on her stomach again. Now I am viewing her perfect butt, with the string of her bikini bottoms running up her ass cheeks. I simply could not take my eyes off this female creature. As she settled into her chair, she spread her legs to be more comfortable. Now I can see the darker skin wrinkles in her anus on each side of the string. The cloth part of the bikini just covered her pussy lips and neatly tucked into the middle of her most private channel. I am so horny I can barely stand. It brought the flashbacks I had long forgotten., a sniper hiding from his enemy, heart pounding, danger all around, motionless with only one objective, his target. Only in this case, my target is a gorgeous, almost naked lady.

I was steadfast for about 20 minutes when to my disbelief, she started to squirm and soon was shifting her hips in a rotating motion. I couldn't believe she was actually fantasizing about something sexy. It wasn't long until her hand ran under her hips and she began to rub her pussy over the suit. She was pushing her suit deeper into her pussy with each stroke. Her face was turning red and she was starting to bite her bottom lip. Whatever she was imaging, she was really getting into it. The string attachment was now buried deep in her pussy and her inner lips were visible on each side. Her ass cheeks were spread apart with a string running through the middle of her backdoor entrance, which gave me an unobstructed view of the little spasms that she induced in her anus from the continued stimulation of her pussy. As she spread her legs wider to get better access to her mound, I could see her bikini getting darker as her feminine juices began to flow. Soon the moisture on her fingers was evident even through her suit. Wow!

Then her whole body began to spasm as she squeezed her legs together with her hand still stuck in her groin, and I found myself cumming at the same time. I wasn't even aware I was masturbating until then. Rubbing my cock through my walking shorts. I came with so much intensity that my knees almost buckled. She suddenly jerked around and started looking to see if anyone was there. Paying particular attention and looking intently at my patio door window. But I knew she couldn't see inside. I realized I must have made some noise when I started cumming. I froze. After a few seconds she relaxed, adjusted the lounger to a sitting position, sat down, put her bra back on, eased back, and closed her eyes. She had a glow that showed on her face and I knew I had just witnessed something spectacular. As she drifted off, I took my departure. After all, I needed to go change my shorts.

Later that afternoon I decided to get bolder so I went to their side of the duplex and knocked on the door. To my surprise Charlie answered the door wrapped in a beach towel. She had just gotten out of the shower. Hiding behind the door, she looked a little surprised to see me. I felt myself turn a little red, but after a few pleasantries she invited me in. I told her I was heading down to a local bar in a couple hours. It was only a few blocks away. They had an all you can eat spaghetti night and I would like to take her and her daughter to dinner. She accepted, but said her daughter was out on a date.

When I knocked on her door again she was wearing a low cut, loosely fitting blouse and tight fitting jeans. She was quite stunning. I knew I had never been with such a beautiful lady. I think she was unaware of her beauty or at least didn't let it show. All I know is she was stunning and I had a hard time taking my eyes off her. Her perfume filled my senses and made me want to devour her on the spot. She smelled delicious.

We had great conversation all evening. She was very intelligent. However, I couldn't stop the flashbacks to her laying on the lounger in the full sunlight. After dinner, we decided to take advantage of the empty pool tables in the back room. She had only played a little pool in her life and I assured her that I was a novice too. Actually, I was very good and had won several tournaments, so I pretended that I was not experienced. I had a lot of fun missing shots and playing into the roll of a 'klutzy player'. We were laughing and teasing each other. It felt like I was 20 yrs. old again. We both were truly just enjoying being with each other. Although I kept a 'gentleman's distance', she would occasionally brush against me. I could sense every guy in the place was watching us. Well, at least her! Especially when she leaned down to play her shot and the view down her blouse clearly showed her lacy bra. Her tight jeans parted her pussy lips and revealed her perfectly formed ass every time she bent forward. I think she was really enjoying the attention she was extracting from the male element that had mysteriously begun to play pool at the other three tables. I felt a sexual excitement stirring in me all evening. I was hooked and I knew it.

We both had a lot to drink, and it was really time to leave. We had reached that point where we were getting very silly and quite loud. But before we left I told her I would really like to dance with her. She accepted and I played a slow song on the jute box. As we gathered in each others arms, she had no inhibitions about pushing her firm breasts into my chest as she laid her head on my shoulder. She was a great dancer and I easily glided around the floor as smooth as Fred Astaire and Ginger Rogers. At least I thought so. Every eye in the place was on us. Some of the young girls were wearing that snooty look of disgust because their dates, even though they were much younger, were ogling this sexy, yet classy lady.. I kept my hips pressed against her and played to the crowd as it were, with a feeling that I was on top of the world and knew it. FUN! As I let my hand drift to her rear, I was making it obvious for the onlookers what I had in mind when we left and I knew every guy in the place was jealous. Charlie, I think was also playing to the crowd as she left my hand on her butt and keep rubbing her thighs against mine. I think she was inviting me to help myself. At least I hoped, or more accurately fantasize that is what she was doing.

As we walked back to the duplex, arm in arm and a little tipsy, I was totally en-rapt with how lucky I was. When we reached the front door of my place, I offered a night cap. As soon as we got inside, she caught me totally off guard. She turned, wrapped her arms around me and gave me a long, wet kiss. When we broke apart, she said "that's for a wonderful evening, the first time I've been out in years".

I looked at her with a sheepish grin and replied questioningly, "it's not over yet". She smiled with a look that said she was as eager for me as I was for her. As we kissed again, I slid my hands down to her rear and pulled her hips into my groin. I'm sure she could feel my manhood pressing back as I had half an erection. She parted her lips and gave me a full tongue. Then she pulled my hips so her groin was grinding on my leg and my erection was pushing hard into her midsection. The next thing I knew, my hands were sliding up inside her blouse where I found her full figured buxom. I cupped her thin bra, then began massaging her breasts through the silk. I hooked my thumbs inside the cups and began peeling them back from her nipples. They were hard, about the size of a dime in diameter and at least a half inch long. Absolutely perfect. As I squeezed her nipples between my thumb and forefinger, she pulled her frame even harder into my groin and then without missing a beat, she raised her arms in the air inviting me to slip her blouse off. I hooked under her bra and removed it with her shirt in one fluid motion.

Before her shirt even hit the floor, I had dropped my mouth to her breasts and began an all out assault; licking, sucking, kissing, moving from nipple to nipple. Massaging and kneading with both hands, as she just pulled on the back of my head in an attempt to keep me there. I could have spent hours enjoying myself without ever moving from her intoxicating breasts, as she held my head in place. But soon my basal instincts took control, and I knew there were more treasures to be had.

In one swoop I picked her up, planted a lip lock on her eager mouth and headed for the kitchen table, the closest flat surface to us. By the time we covered that twenty feet, she already had her jeans unzipped and was working on the buttons of my shirt. As we reached the table, I put her down and finished pulling my shirt over my head without finishing the unbuttoning she had started. She had dropped her jeans to the floor and was attempting to step out of them. As she cleared one foot, I picked her up under her arm pits and sat her on the table and immediately dropped my mouth to her flat, smooth stomach. She laid back on the table, finished kicking her jeans off, closed her eyes and was holding my head with both hands. I was licking and kissing and working my way south to her treasure trove.

With my head buried between her thighs, and without even removing her thong panties I began eating right through the thin silk. We were both in a frenzy now as she lay there, her thighs wrapped around my head. Her heels were digging into my back. Her hands had found her breasts. She was massaging her globes, pulling on her nipples, letting escape little moans of enjoyment, turning her head side to side and licking her lips in a seductive manner. She had reached that moment where everything else had faded and the only task at hand was fulfilling that ultimate orgasm that was building in her loins. Soon I had worked my tongue around the silk and was lapping inside her lips, tasting her juices. I hooked my fingers inside the strings of her panties and easily tore them away to expose a clean shaven pussy with just a narrow tuff of hair left above her hooded clit. The perfume oil she had applied aroused my sense of smell to an all time high. My tongue making strokes deep inside her mound then back to her clit was eliciting cat like moans from her that left no doubt of her enjoyment. It wasn't long before my sucking, licking and just applying pressure along side and on top of her clit brought on that desired electric sensation as her orgasm commenced and her juices began to flow like a river. She tightened her legs around my head, and I knew I had to slow my assault or she would be forced to push me away. I was intoxicated with her smell, her warmth, the taste of her juices. I held on tight and soon her first organism began to subside.

I slowly let my tongue begin another rhythmic, more gentle approach on her drenched mound. As she was finally able to relax again, I lifted under the back of her knees and open her thighs to gain better access to her most intimate areas. Gently sucking with an action that was pulling her lips apart, and then letting my tongue probe deep inside her drenched soft folds keeps her moans coming.. It isn't long before I am letting my tongue find it way to her backdoor on every stroke. Each time I touch there, it quivers and she lets out a soft moan. Like laps in a pool, my tongue is making it circuits; clit, pussy, ass, pussy, clit, pussy, ass, pussy, clit, pussy, ass. Each time I paused in each erogenous zone to let my tongue wonder and probe. I was totally captivated with the moment. Her juices are really flowing freely now. Soon I could feel her second orgasm commencing as her legs again began to tighten around my head and her body stiffens. Her pussy lips are engorged with blood and her clit is swollen to twice its normal size. Once started, her spasms seemed to last forever. I have stopped my devouring and am just hanging on until she is able to function again.

Finally as the twitching subsided, she sat up on the table pulling me up so she could wrap her legs around my waist. She gave me a long wet kiss, as I let my pants fall to the ground so I could step out of them. My cock is fully erect and sticking through the front of my boxers. She easily slides down, guides it into her sopping wet pussy engulfing my entire shaft all the way to my ball sack in one motion. I run my hands under her butt, pick her up and start walking toward my bedroom. All the while planting a warm, probing tongue kiss on her willing mouth. With each step I accentuate the movement of my cock in and out of her pussy, rubbing her clit with each pass.

We are acting like wild animals now with unbridled desire. When we reach the bed, I lay her on her back and raise her legs so each stroke penetrates her womb to its full depth. I am working a steady pace, watching my shaft disappear and then reappear. Each stroke producing more glistening juices. Soon streams of wetness are running down and across her ass with each in and out. She's in total bliss, eyes closed and begging me not to stop. Her right hand has moved down to her clit which she is methodically rubbing while her left hand is kneading her breast, then pulling and pinching her nipple.

I know I can't last much longer as each stroke heightens the sensuality of my up coming spasm. I slow the pace to withhold my explosion as long as I can. Finally I reach that point of no return. I know her third organism is at hand as she quickens her hip motion and her moans are getting louder. I begin thrusting hard now and we both hit that magical moment at the same time, as my eruption spews forth. Each quiver releases another shot of my warm seed into her and I am beyond any pretense of being a gentleman. I grunt with each ejaculation and she knows she has totally won the night.

Exhausted, I fall forward, wrap her in my arms and plant one more enduring kiss and then roll over and release a great sigh. She looks at me and smiles, then closes her eyes and before you know it, we both fall asleep.

I'm awaken by a knock on the door. Charlie also stirs and pulls the sheets over herself as she realizes where she is. We look at each other and start laughing. She heads for the bathroom. I hurriedly put on my clothes and head for the door. I see Charlie's clothes strewn on the floor and gather them in one motion, run to the bathroom, toss them in and return to the door. Looking through the peephole, I see Charlie's daughter standing there with another man. I glance at the clock; 1:00am. I open the door and say "Hi Angie", loud enough that Charlie can hear me. "Come on in. Are you looking for your Mom. She's in the bathroom". I explained that we went to a spaghetti dinner, I'm afraid we had a little too much wine and apparently both of us feel asleep on my couch. When you knocked, it woke us up and your mom headed for the potty. She'll be out in a second.

Who is this with you? I was acting as though there was nothing strange about her mom being at my house that late at night. Apparently Angie thought nothing of it and introduced her boyfriend. She said she had read her mom's note about going out to diner and just wanted to be sure that everything was OK. Then she asked me to tell her mom that they were in the house. She didn't want to alarm her if she came in and saw a strange man there. I told her I would tell her mom and that she would be home in just a little while. I shook her boy friend's hand and closed the door behind them.

Charlie emerged from the bathroom, fully clothed with her torn panties hanging in her hand. Swinging her panties back and forth a little, shaking her head side to side in a 'shame on you' playful manner, she 'looks at me, then at her panties, then back at me. I tilted my head, grinned with a big smile and responded with a "sorry 'bout that". She smiled and chuckled a little. Then with a sense of sincerity in her voice, she replied. "Thank you". I knew she was referring to the way I handled Angie. I told her I had the best time of my life tonight and hoped that she and I would see more of each other.

She laughed out loud and said "What more do you want to see."

I also began to laugh. How about that night cap now.?

Her reply, "I'd love one."

That was the beginning of our great relationship!