I suppose the new extension had been finished a month or so, when one morning I rode down the hill towards the house. The light was on in the room behind the new window - presumably a bedroom. At the window was a woman, standing topless looking up the road. A nice treat on a cold spring morning was all I thought of it. I never expected it to be repeated. However, the next morning, she was there again, much to my surprise. I only saw her for about a second on both occasions as I zipped down the hill. She looked very attractive from what little time I had to see. Of course the next morning, and the next several after that I looked out for her. But predictably she was not there. I had just happened to be in the right place at the right time, and she had obviously worked out that passers-by on the quiet little used road could see into her new bedroom.
Probably a week or so later I saw her again, at the window. This time clothed in a fluffy dressing gown. She had grown wiser it seemed. Pity. Next morning as I came down the hill in the rain, she was there again - in the gown. I was going slower that day because the road was slick with mud from passing tractors. I looked upward and as I came by she opened the gown to show me her breasts. I was so surprised, I nearly fell off my bike on the mud.
Of course I was looking out for her the next day, and I was not disappointed. I was deliberately going slower - although the mud had cleared - and as I approached she opened the gown again and slipped it from her shoulders and smiled at me. I was amazed!
I couldn't wait until the next day. It just so happened that day, that I met up with a friend by chance as I sometimes do. We approached the house together and there she was near the window in her gown. This would give us something different to chat about, I thought. However she turned away at our approach. I said nothing to my friend. He never mentioned her either. He passes that way regularly in the mornings too and I wondered if he sometimes got the same treat. I decided that I would ask one day...but not yet.
She was absent for quite a few days after that. Perhaps she thought I was drumming up local support to see the show, and had decided to put a stop to it.
I was quite pleasantly surprised, when suddenly she appeared again. I would see her for a few days and she would be absent for a few days. Sometimes she would show me her breasts from the front or the side. And sometimes her bare back and the beginnings of her buttocks. I looked forward to my one to two second show in the mornings. Several times I passed with my friend, and on the days she was there, she kept herself covered. One day there was a car behind me. She remained covered that day too.
I was beginning to think the show was just for me, and that she was not an all out exhibitionist. I also noticed another pattern. Generally on the days I did not see her, there was a green Jaguar parked on the drive at the other end of the house. I wondered if it was a case of "When the cat's away, the mice will play." I resolved to try something. I would wave to her and see what happened. It couldn't do any harm. I was absolutely certain she knew that I saw her.
Typically I had to wait about a week and a half before she was there again. The trees on the approach were now fully in leaf so my viewing opportunity was shortened. Today was a side on, gown off the shoulder, breasts exposed over folded arms day. I waved and she smiled at me. I wondered, what change that might make.
Next day she was there again, but unusually, fully clothed. He long brown hair pulled back in a pony tail. Oh dear. What had I done.It looked like I had curtailed the shows with my sign of familiarity with her. As I approached she held up a card with big writing on it. "Call in please" it said. Without having to think about it I pulled on the brakes and came to a stop outside the five bar gate across the drive. The green Jaguar was not there. Within seconds the door opened in the pretty little porch and my exhibitionist lady appeared in the doorway. She called me over. Awkwardly I opened the gate and scooted across the drive to her.
"Hello. I'm Jane." She said. " I hope you have been enjoying my little shows as much as I have, over the last couple of months."
"I certainly have. They have quite made my days brighter, when you are there. "
She laughed nervously and said
"I can only manage to show myself when my husband is away." She pointed to the ring on my finger and said "I'm sure you understand."
"I understand perfectly." I replied. "I guess neither of us want to rock the boat. Wouldn't you agree?"
Jane smiled.
"I think we understand each other then."
I nodded.
"Can you do me a little favour? In return for my naughty shows." Jane asked.
"I gladly will if I can. I owe you!" I replied. Wondering what was coming.
"Each day that you see me, I want you to send me a sexy text or two, telling me what you thought.." She handed me a slip of paper with a number on it. "It is not my main number. Just an old pay as you go phone that my daughter used to use. It is no good ringing it as it is silent and I keep it hidden away. Please don't text on days you don't see me. That is important. You must understand that. I couldn't risk him finding it and seeing a text." She looked worried. Perhaps concerned she was doing the right thing in trusting me that way. "Is it OK if I text you back? I might if the mood takes me, but I'm not sure if I want to do that yet. This is all so new to me, and so naughty and exciting." Jane added.
"Yes, that is fine, but only during the day while I am at work. Never in the evening and only on days you see me"
Jane seemed to relax visibly at that. I think she knew I would take care to follow her instructions too.
"Do you know." Began Jane "The first day I showed myself to you was a genuine accident. I was walking naked and alone all round the house feeling as horny as hell and not knowing what to do about it. You looked up and saw me and it excited me so much. I almost came. Sorry." She looked embarrassed.
"It's ok. I liked hearing that." I said by way of reassurance.
"Well after that I discovered I loved it. Couldn't bring myself to do it when others were about though It was our little secret. - it is a secret isn't it?"
"It is. I have told nobody."
"That's good. I like that." She said " you must think me a silly old woman. I am old you know.Go on guess."
"Mid forties, I would say." I guessed, hoping she was not younger.
"Fifty two! That's made my day."
I laughed.
"Same as me then." I admitted
"I would have said mid forties for you too. We are both lucky then."
"Yes." I agreed
"Do you know, I play with myself until I come, some days after I have shown for you. Sorry again, you probably didn't want to know that - but I enjoyed telling you. I haven't done it for about 30 years. It makes me feel marvellous."
"Mmmm that's nice to hear too. No need to apologise. You don't know the number of days I have ridden up the hill out the village with a raging hard on. Good job there are never many people about."
"Oh my word!" Jane put her hand over her mouth. "Sorry but the thought of that is turning me on so much. I can feel my panties getting wet." She seemed to shiver "As I said, this is so naughty. I have never ever talked like this to anyone before - not even a friend." She stopped for a moment before continuing. "Anyway I guess you need to get to work and I need to go in and play. Go on. Off you go, and don't forget to text."
I rode out of the gate and off to work. Once there I looked at the number, typed it into my phone and thought about what to say.
"The delicious thought of you playing has kept me hard all the way here" was what I settled on. She was obviously waiting as straight away I got
"The delicious thought of you hard makes me want to play more...I might just do that."
After that we settled into a bit of a routine. On non green Jag days I was given a bit of a flash and we would swap texts. It was an enjoyable ritual. There was a period over the summer where we took about a six week break. He wasn't away on business or whatever for a while I was away and I think they went off together for a couple of weeks. That was Ok though as it all seemed fresh and new again once we re-started.
Autumn came and that meant I got longer views as the leaves disappeared off the overhanging tree just up the road. One day I got curious. Did she go away from the window as soon as I had gone, or did she remain. I turned right just after the house along a path and circled back round another part of the village. That meant I passed again within less than five minutes. She was gone. One particularly sexy morning I actually stopped alongside the house and went back probably within less than twenty seconds. Again she was gone. It really did seem that I was an essential part of the ritual.
Just before Christmas she told me by text she would be away for a few weeks. So I went through the darkest mornings with no entertainment. However, about the second week of January Jane was back. The first day I saw her was a complete shock.
As I came over the brow of the hill above her house I could see the light was off. Suddenly as I approached a spotlight came on Illuminating her figure at the window.
She was kneeling on something at about windowsill height. She had her legs open and was wearing just a bottomless corset, which struggled to contain her breasts. She was leaning back and fingering her pussy with one hand. Wow! That was something new. She had never revealed so much to me before. When she replied to my customary text it was to say she had been shopping. Her husband was going to be away in the USA for 3 months so she had been shopping for props and toys. The credit card bill would be long in the shredder before he got back.
Over the next few days she showed of a variety of sexy underwear items, much to my delight. For once I couldn't wait for Monday.
Monday morning was awful. There was about an inch of wet slushy snow on the road and sleet was coming down steadily. I probably wouldn't have ridden, and taken the car instead if I wasn't looking forward to my morning show. I was beginning to regret the decision as I approached the village. I was cold and wet.
I needed to go slowly down the hill because of the road conditions. The light snapped on, right on cue. I couldn't believe my eyes. There was Jane completely naked, standing on something by the look of it. In her hand she had a dildo or vibrator, which she was rubbing round her engorged pussy. As I came to the optimum viewing point she slipped it deep inside and gave me a wicked grin.
It made the cold and wet worth it. I began the climb up from the small village and I heard my phone start to ring. I never thought it would be Jane. She had never rung me before. I was quite shocked when it was her.
"I need you to come back and help me. I am just sooo horny today. Please come in out of the cold." She rasped in a very husky voice. If I hadn't just seen the state she was in I would have thought she was putting it on.
"Stuff work." I said, without having to think very much. "I'm on my way."
"Never mind the ,stuff work,. Stuff me instead." The line went dead.
Carefully I turned around and made my way back down the hill. As I opened the gate to her drive she appeared at the porch in a dressing gown. Within seconds I was in her warm kitchen, dripping melting sleet onto the floor as I removed my helmet and waterproof jacket. Jane stood there with her gown wrapped tightly around her, looking uncertain.
"Now you are here, I feel as nervous as hell. Sorry." She said. "Reality suddenly seems a long way from fantasy. Just now"
"I have that effect on most women." I replied laughing. "Still, its nice to be in the warm at least. Thankyou."
"I'll put the kettle on for a cup of tea. You look like you need a hot shower. Have one while the kettle boils. Then we'll see, what happens shall we?"
Jane showed me to the shower room, upstairs in what was probably the new extension, and left me alone while she made some tea. The hot water made me feel a lot better but then I had a dilemma. My kit was pretty wet and not at all enticing to put back on. I decided to hope for the best and emerged from the shower room wrapped in just the towel. I heard Jane call me and I followed the sound of her voice. She was in the room where I normally see her. Through the window was the view of the road. So this was her point of view! The room was not a bedroom at all, but a comfy lounge with a bar in one corner and a log burner that was giving off a pleasant heat.
Jane was closing the curtains on the window between our worlds.
"This is our little snug, where we entertain friends." She said. "I've decided that's just what I will do for you. I will give you a little show - maybe even a big one. I'm comfortable with that. It will get me back in the mood for more, I'm hoping. Just sit and enjoy"
I needed no urging and happily sat in a leather tub chair, not far from the blazing wood burner and sipped hot tea. Jane moved a few feet away and very slowly began to pull on the cord of her gown. I watched transfixed as one loop of the bow got smaller and smaller until it disappeared into the knot. Jan pulled a little harder and with an audible "pop" pulled through. Jane let go of the cord, allowing her gown to fall open. I stared at the gap that appeared, eager to see an early glimpse of her naked body beneath. However it quickly became clear, that she was not naked underneath. It seemed that she had used the time while I was in the shower, to put on her cream bottomless corset that I had seen a few days previously.
Slowly Jane opened her gown and let it deliciously slip from her shoulders, giving me a greater view of her sexy undergarment. She paused with this off the shoulder look for a few seconds before letting the gown drop to the floor. She looked amazing, obviously far better than I was used to seeing through the window.
Jane's tits were hardly contained by the short corset, and looked ready to spill out at any moment. My eyes travelled down her body, to her pussy, which looked wet and engorged from her earlier play no doubt. Her hands followed the path of my eyes and brushed over the moist folds of skin and rubbed up and down her gorgeous thighs.
My breath was coming in short gasps and I could feel my cock hard under the towel. Jane ran her hands slowly and sexily up her body to the top of her corset. She played sensuously with her breasts and then slowly eased the edge of the lacy material down making her firm breasts spill out, first one then the other. My cock was throbbing hard now and pushing upwards against the towel. I am sure she noticed the effect she was having. I certainly hoped so.
Jane seductively wiggled her tits and I loved it. She reached round behind her, thrusting her full breasts out as she did so. She fumbled with the clasp on the back for a few seconds, and I imagined a row of buttons or hooks that I would enjoy helping with. However I was wrong. She clearly got the clasp undone and there was a delicious unzipping sound. Jane smiled and said.
"Designed for quick removal, it said in the catalogue. Brilliant idea I think. Don't you agree?"
I was about to agree but my words got lost somewhere between my brain and my mouth as Jane dropped the corset on the floor, and stood naked before me. She was awesome!
"Please remain seated throughout the whole performance, but perhaps you would like to make yourself more comfortable by opening that towel?" She asked in a husky voice.
"It would be an absolute pleasure." I replied. It only took a few seconds of tugging and a bit of wriggling around, and I was in a position to unwrap the towel from around my waist.I watched Jane as I did so, and was pleased to see she was keenly interested and even more pleased when she gave a tiny gasp as I unveiled my now very erect member.
Jane's hand went to her pussy.
"Wow. I was wet before but seeing that has made me even wetter!" She said "Mmmm it looks so lovely. How exciting this is!"
"Too right it is!" I replied "I have dreamed of seeing more of you for months."
"Well clearly, today's your day. Would you like to see my new toy by the way?"
"Yes, of course, I would love to." I didn't need to think about that.
Jane reached behind the bar, giving me a good view of her pert bum. I'm not really and arse man, but I had to make an exception for Jane's. Quickly she was back facing me, with a blue and pink vibrator in her hand. She switched it on and it buzzed quietly. I waited to see what she would do with it. I had never seen a woman play with one before.
Gently she touched it against her stomach, and I saw her shudder. Jane rolled it downwards towards her excited pussy. I was transfixed. She thrust her hips forward and touched the toy against her moist lips. They parted and it slipped between them, massaging and arousing her clit.Jane moved the toy lower and I watched as she steadily drove it deep into her wet pussy. This was having quite an effect on me and I found myself becoming more and more aroused. I noticed a little dribble of pre-cum forming at the tip of my very hard cock.
It wasn't just me that Jane's toy was having an effect on. Jane had thrown her head back and thrust her hips forward so much, that I wondered how she was keeping her balance. She moaned with pleasure, in a way that made me think she was pretty close to cumming. I longed to take that toy from her and using it on her, to have the pleasure of tipping her over the edge into orgasm.
Jane obviously decided she couldn't balance like that, and cum. She paused in her play long enough to climb up onto one of the high bar stools, which conveniently had curved wooden backs to them. Jane leant back and continued her play with her knees spread wide and her feet hooked around the stool legs.
I began to worry that I might soon feel my spunk rising up my shaft to erupt and run freely down the sides of my cock if I didn't get to join in soon, which would be something of a waste. I knew that as soon as I made physical contact with her I would be much better in control and I would move back from the brink. It was a strange thing that I had discovered years ago about myself.
Jane was obviously getting pretty excited now. Her breathing was getting irregular and deep and her lovely breasts were wobbling so enticingly.
"Help me please. It's time for audience participation" She gasped. I needed no further encouragement, stood up and was standing between her open legs in under a second. I took the vibrator from her and began rubbing it around her pussy lips and applying it to her very hard clit. This left the other hand free to fondle her boobs. They were absolutely gorgeous to feel. Firm with very hard, erect nipples. Pretty soon I felt Jane's hand on my rock hard cock. She rubbed slowly up and down, and softly squeezed my balls. It felt fantastic. Gently but urgently she pulled me closer by my cock, and pressed it against her wet pussy.
"Rub me with this, as well please." What an invitation! I let go of Jane's tits, and used one hand to guide my now throbbing cock head over her clit and just inside her very wet pussy lips. With The other hand I continued moving the vibrator around. Jane took over playing with her breasts with both hands. Every so often the vibrator touched my cock, and that felt so lovely.. I felt I wanted more of that. I pressed down on my cock a bit more and felt the head enter Jane properly. She moaned with pleasure at that. Thus encouraged I slid it in a little more and pressed the pulsing toy on her clit. I could feel the pulsations through her flesh.
I withdrew and pushed my cock head against her clit and applied the toy to both. It seemed that this was wonderful for us both. Then slid my cock head back down slightly and I slipped it in a little way again; and once more Jane moaned with delight. This time I slid it in a bit deeper still - about half way I suppose. It felt lovely with a combination of Jane's muscles and the toy massaging my cock.
I repeated this exercise several more times, over the next few minutes until Jane cried out
"Give me it all! Give me your length now! I am cumming!" That sounded good to me so I slid in right up to the hilt. I could feel Jane's pussy contracting and pulsing and squeezing my cock hard as she came. I ran the vibrator round and round drawing her orgasm out.
"I want that in too!" Jane gasped.
"Ok I will try" I managed to reply. I could feel I was close to shooting my load. I am not sure how we managed, but with Jane's help, we managed to get the vibrator in, so it lay along the top of my close to cumming cock.
It proved too much stimulation for me, and I knew I was going to cum. I warned Jane as best I could.
"I need to see!" She gasped. "Cum on my belly."
I could feel my spunk surging up my shaft as I pulled out just in time. It throbbed and bobbed one last time. Jane put her palms flat against the side of my cock as it erupted. Even I who have seen it before was impressed. A huge jet of hot cum spurted out. Not just Jane's belly got it, but her tits too! Jane laughed and squeezed my cock between her palms as the second spurt came. Not as great as the first but still quite substantial as these things go.
Jane knew exactly what was needed. She changed her grip and began pumping my cock in her fist while rubbing the cum around on her belly. I enjoyed the sensation immensely and delivered a few more spits and dribbles.
"That was marvellous," whispered Jane "but I haven't finished with you yet. Quick, slip it back in while it's still hard." I was happy to comply. It did feel good as I slid back into Jane's hot wet pussy.
"Fuck me with it, if you can." Jane pleaded.
I found I could. It felt so good to begin with, and then I went through a patch of feeling just OK but was encouraged by the fact that Jane seemed to like it, so I kept going.
Jane slipped off the stool because she was getting uncomfortable, and we stood hugging one another while we worked our bodies back and forth.
Soon I could feel my excitement building again and my thrusts became more enthusiastic. I knew there was no danger of me cumming too soon having so recently shot a big load so I was able to pump away rapidly
We were both loving it. Jane manoeuvred us over to a convenient couch. Once on top of her sweating hot body, where I could feel her breasts pressing into my chest I was able to work away steadily until I felt her gripping my cock again and soon she was cumming once more. I loved that so much. Soon to my surprise and pleasure I felt that I was about to cum again. This was great and just as Jane's orgasm was beginning to subside I felt the familiar sensationan and felt my shaft ripple as I released a second load into her. It felt amazing.
We lay afterwards for a long time coupled together enjoying the afterglow.
"You don't really need to go to work today do you?" Jane asked. "There is so much more fun we could have here."
I didn't really need to think about answering that one.
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