4 comments/ 37123 views/ 8 favorites Before Cable, There Were Neighbors By: Tdisk All characters are 18years of age or above. * Bill grew up in the 1950s and 60s- one of millions of boys whose sex education was slow and involved more effort than required now. Looser societal standards and technology such as cable TV and the Internet have accelerated the maturation process. Before the age of freely available nudity on the Internet and late night cable TV, young men's sexual exploration was a slow evolution. There was no sex shown on TV; in fact, dialogue didn't even mention the word 'sex'. In general, topless photos were limited to select men's magazines- offered for sale to adults only and stored on the newsstand's high shelves or in covers so that children wouldn't be scandalized. True porn was shown to adults only in seedy movie theaters and on amateurish movie reels that weren't easy for a young man to buy or view. There was no sex education in school beyond a rudimentary health class. Some parents gave their children a basic 'talk' but Bill's parents were very conservative. They felt ignorance was best and that a young man should concentrate of his studies and not think about girls. In fact, they sent him to an all-boys high school to keep him away from distractions. That was the world in which Bill was to grow from boy to man. As a result he reached the age of 18 wholly ignorant about sexual matters. He was most eager to learn about women and to start dating but was very embarrassed by his lack of knowledge and experience. In October of his senior year Bill turned 18. He decided it was time that he learned about women. The available resources were modest. He started looking at magazine ads for bras and then discovered the bra section of the Sear's 500 page Catalog which provided several pages of fascinating study. The pictures weren't erotic but he knew what he was doing was 'dirty' and had to be done in private. The catalog pictures offered the opportunity for an unhurried view of dozens of female chests clad in bras and slips. The models were of different body types and bra sizes and posed in different ways to show off the offered products. His exploration of the Sears catalog made him curious about his mother's bra size so he secretly explored her lingerie drawer and found tags showing she was a 34C. He didn't know much of what that meant but the catalog gave measurement instructions so he soon had a basic understanding. In simple terms he thought his mother's breasts were nicely sized- not huge but certainly at or above the average size. Her size became his benchmark; anyone with smaller breasts was of no interest as being 'flat chested' and anyone bigger was appealing. He bought his first Playboy magazine. He loved the sexy nude models and couldn't wait to meet a girl with a body like those shown. The pictures showed beautiful young women with naked breasts. Some photos showed pubic hair but no sexual organs were visible. The pictured breasts were all large and each model was extremely tall and fit. Bill figured he'd find these girls when he went to college; they certainly weren't in his small hometown. To his delight fate brought Bill an unexpected educational path when a young couple, Tom and Becky, moved into the house next door. He guessed they were in their late twenties or just over 30. On their move in day Becky wore a plain long sleeve shirt over a tee shirt. Late in the day she'd apparently gotten too hot so she removed the outer shirt. Bill was speechless when he saw his new neighbor's chest. She was wearing a bra but he could see her large breasts and prominent nipples pushing against her very snug tee shirt. Becky had an incredible figure with what Bill guessed were D cup or larger tits with a very slim body. Bill spent an hour helping carry in some of the couple's boxes and enjoyed checking out Becky's tee shirt covered breasts, skin tight shorts and long legs. She was warm and friendly with the 18 year old which made him feel great. He tried hard not to blatantly stare at her tits each time they passed each other but he looked as often and intensely as he could. She spoke to him about his college plans and said she expected there would be odd jobs for which she might like to hire him in the weeks ahead. Bill was more than eager for the chance to spend time at Becky's house so he said he'd be happy to help with anything she needed. Becky apparently didn't know there was a clear line of sight from Bill's 2nd floor bedroom window to hers. Each bedroom had large side by side double hung windows. The houses were only about 10 feet apart- separated by a sidewalk and some shrubs. The front edge of Bill's bedroom windows sat a foot or two to the rear of the back edge of Becky's windows so if Becky looked straight out from her window she would only see a blank wall on Bill's house. Bill guessed that was why she didn't worry about privacy. Her window had long curtains on each edge but they left a large gap that exposed a section of the room in plain view to him. With the two homes so close Bill could see into her room quite well. His view didn't include the half of the room with couple's bed but he quickly discovered that it did frame an area that Becky used for changing before bed. Each night Becky would enter her room at 11PM. If her hair had been in a ponytail or hair clip she'll stand in front of the mirror on her dresser, loosen her hair tie and brush her hair for several minutes. She'd then strip to her panties and retrieve a nightgown from the top drawer. Gathering the nightgown in her hands she'd insert her hands under the hem, lift the gown while finding the arm holes and slide the gown over her head. A little body shake and some hand guidance and smoothing would then cause the gown to slip down. Sometimes it would catch on her breasts which would require a little extra finger work and give Bill an extra second or two of jiggling breast. The gown would then drop like a stage curtain- enveloping her nakedness to mid-thigh. From the first week Bill would sit in the dark in his room and enjoy watching her undress for bed almost every night. He missed her some nights and on some others her husband was in the room and the lights went off before she undressed. Bill guessed they were having sex on those nights but he couldn't see. Most nights offered a quick side view of Becky almost naked as she stripped to her panties and donned her nightgown. Depending on how she turned or where she stood Bill got varying views of her body for perhaps 15 seconds before she'd be covered or walk out of view. His glimpses of her body confirmed that her tits were very large and her body had a beautiful hourglass shape. The scenes were tantalizingly brief but frequently the high point of Bill's day. Becky's tits were the first Bill had seen in person. On her trim frame they looked spectacular. They were beautifully shaped and changed shape as she moved and raised her arms to slip into her modest nightgown. They seemed even bigger than he'd visualized. He concluded that they were definitely 'D' or 'DD' cups. In fact he wondered if they might even be bigger. The notion of secretly finding one of her bras and checking the tag came to mind. Bill quickly dismissed this idea as highly unlikely and then amused himself by thinking the better fantasy would be burying his face in her soft mounds. Neither scenario was going to happen but physical contact was much better food for thought than just reading numbers on a label. In his mind the soft embrace of her big tits against his cheeks seemed almost real. Bill noted that Becky seemed to always wear bikini panties. She had several colors; he liked the darker ones the best since they contrasted with her fair skin and really showcased her ass. He'd never seen a woman's ass in just panties. He'd seen pictures of women in thongs and he'd seen his mother's granny pants in the laundry. The bikini style wasn't too skimpy but still on Becky the panties looked very sexy. They were skin tight-hugging her hips and ass. With their high cut leg openings her legs looked incredibly long and sexy. Becky's hips and legs became a whole new area of interest. He'd never focused on a woman's legs before. She was a very sexy woman; Bill couldn't get over the good fortune of being able to see Becky almost nude. Bill's surveillance went on for weeks with some nights of disappointment and others that made it all worthwhile. Sometimes Becky wasn't in plain sight and on other nights he saw only her back but there were a few special nights when he saw her facing the window- fully naked above the waist. She was by far the sexiest woman Bill had ever seen- clothed or naked. She was definitely in the 'Playboy' league. After several weeks there was one set of back to back nights that burned images into Bill's brain and brought him back every night in the hope of a repeat. On the first night in question Bill had heard Becky's husband, Tom, was going to be away on business but didn't think anything about it. At 11PM Becky entered the bedroom as usual. Bill soon sensed that Becky's bedtime ritual was off the usual timeline as she didn't change clothes quickly. Instead she lingered before her mirror while fully dressed. She turned her face from side to side and fiddled with her hair- apparently assessing her beauty in the mirror. With what he viewed as incredibly good luck her body was turned slightly toward the window giving him a pretty great side view of her body. Even fully dressed Bill could see how her breasts stood out prominently. She looked hot. Bill could see that Becky was admiring her clothed body in the mirror as she posed in several sexy ways. Bill's cock got hard as he watched Becky bring her hands up to her covered tits- offering them in a lewd gesture to the mirror. Her hands then ran down her body- caressing her curves both on the trip down and then again as her hands came back to her breasts. The scene got even hotter as Becky extended a forefinger and seemed to be tracing her left nipple through her blouse. She stared at her tits and blew a sexy kiss to herself. Her hands then fondled both breasts- squeezing them gently and sensuously. She seemed to be weighing them with her hands and then running her fingers over them as if appreciating their size and shape. Bill had never seen a woman touching herself like that and loved every second. To himself Bill said, "I love your tits Becky. Lose the shirt and show them to me." As if she'd heard him Becky's fingers stared to unbutton her shirt. She tossed it to a nearby chair and slowly reached back to unhook her bra as Bill secretly stared. Her movements seemed deliberate and sexy- as if she was performing a strip tease for an audience in the mirror. His cock throbbed as he couldn't wait to see what she'd do when her tits were free. In a few seconds her beautiful breasts were exposed. Bill got a nice long look. He was thrilled as Becky began to slowly fondle each breast. She repeated most of the hand movements she'd made when clothed. Watching the sensuous touching in the nude was a huge turn on for Bill. Bill loved how her small hands accentuated the size of her large mounds. He could practically feel her hands squeezing the soft flesh as she pushed her breasts up and together creating more cleavage than Bill had ever seen. He was in love. Without thinking about it Bill's right hand was rubbing his hard cock through his jeans. It felt good but was also becoming somewhat uncomfortable. As he became aware of his cock he thought it felt like an itch that demanded a scratch. He'd never beat off before but from talk on the playground he knew that the itch he felt was sexual arousal. He also had an instinctual sense of roughly how to relieve it. In fact, he'd heard from other guys that if you didn't relieve it the itch would soon turn your balls blue and they'd hurt like hell. Even through his pants his hand felt great; his left hand fumbled with his belt while his right stayed on his covered cock. He struggled to drop his pants knowing that touching himself nude would feel even better. As he fumbled with his pants his eyes stayed fixed on the sexy woman in the window; his cock would be available anytime but Becky might disappear or get dressed at any moment. He didn't want to miss a second of her topless exhibition. Eventually he got his pants down and could reach inside his briefs. Of course, he'd touched his cock before while pissing and at other times but this had all been casual. He'd never played with himself sexually. His fingers felt great on his swollen prick. He explored and rubbed. It all felt fantastic and watching Becky caress her tits made the moment incredibly arousing. He wasn't even sure which he was enjoying more- seeing Becky's tits or the feelings he was generating with his hand. It didn't take more than a minute or two for his cock to explode in his hand. He felt dirty and guilty that he'd cum while spying on his neighbor but he also knew he'd be back for more the next night. Having had his first cum at his own hand he also felt that he'd just become a man. He couldn't tell anyone but he was proud of his accomplishment. While some of his friends had beat off to pictures in magazines Bill felt superior since he'd had a very sexy real woman. On the following night Bill had great hopes that Becky would repeat her sexy performance. The chances seemed good since Bill knew her husband was still away on business. Bill was at his window five minutes before Becky usually turned off the TV and moved into her bedroom. By the time she entered her room Bill's cock was hard and he had to work at not letting his hand drop below his waist. Becky appeared carrying what appeared to be one or two pieces of white poster board. There seemed to be hand printed writing in large letters on one side. She leaned the posters against the wall with the print side to the wall. Becky moved to stand in front of her mirror. As he'd hoped Becky seemed to be a sexy mood- bringing her hand up to loosen her hair and then run her fingers through it. She then dropped both hands to cup her breasts lifting them slightly as she arched her back and turned slightly from side to side for the mirror. .His cock twitched in response to the gesture. She seemed to linger at the mirror moving her hands in a slow sensuous way through her hair and then returning to fondle her chest again as she watched her refection.. Becky turned and took two steps toward the window. Bill froze; he didn't think she'd seen him but with her so close to the window if he moved she might well pick up on any motion. As he stood in the dark he watched as Becky lifted a 12 by 18 inch poster to the inside of her window and rested it on the sill. Facing outward was some text which Bill read silently, "To see my tits again, light on, pants down, cock out. Our secret." He looked up from the poster. Becky was facing the window behind the poster, caressing her breasts through her clothes in the sexy way she'd done at the mirror. She stared straight ahead- definitely not looking at him. She seemed to be waiting for something. Bill intuited that she was waiting for his light to come on. He could sense his face flush. His mind raced as he tried to grasp the meaning of the words she'd written. The sign had to be for him. Was she serious? Could there be any other interpretation? She'd told him to turn on his light and expose his cock. Was she laughing at him or was she serious about seeing his cock? He was frozen- not knowing what he should do. Should he continue to hide and pretend he hadn't been caught or should he turn on the light as she'd written? As he stood in the dark he saw Becky turn away and take a step. She reached for a second piece of poster board and grabbed a marker pen off the dresser. Using the dresser for support she began printing something in large block letters. Bill hoped he hadn't blown it; if Becky had meant the first message he'd failed to perform and she probably thought he was an immature kid or that his cock was really small. He held his breath and stayed still while watching her return to the window and slide the new poster in front of the first so he could read the new message. Bill read, "SECRET; tonight only; tease each other to climax. Light on. Jack cock for me." He read the words a second time to be sure. Bill knew he was moving slowly but his mind kept stumbling over the words; could this sexy woman really mean it? If he wimped out and tried to fade into the dark he'd never see her tits again. If he did what she written it could be great. There really wasn't a choice. He stepped to the wall switch to flick on his desk lamp. He then moved nervously back toward the window and stood closer to the glass than where he'd previously been hiding. He was thrilled to see Becky slowly unbuttoning her blouse while standing at her window. She'd obviously seen his light come on but didn't look at him; she seemed to be looking straight ahead. She was opening buttons and for the first time Bill felt sure she wasn't going to scream. Was she going to laugh if he stripped or share her body visually as her poster suggested? She'd started this; he had to assume she was serious. He felt his cock was big enough to not trigger any laughing; in fact, he thought a horny woman would like it. He was still very nervous but his hands went to his belt where he unbuckled and unzipped as confidently as he could. He lowered his pants and clumsily took them off as he tried to watch Becky remove her blouse. She turned slightly toward his window. She was watching him and not laughing. He left his briefs on but the bulge of his cock was quite evident. She wasn't trying to close her curtains or cover up. Her eyes seemed trained on his groin and she seemed to have a small smile on her lips. Bill was momentarily concerned that she was amused by his clumsiness or how looked in his briefs but this thought passed as her fingers traced her nipples through her bra for his pleasure. Becky's eyes met Bill's for the first time. She smiled and ran her tongue around her lips in a lewd gesture. Bill's cock throbbed in his briefs. He'd never seen anybody make a sexual move like that and it was directed personally at him. Becky moved forward to stand just inches from the glass and moved the poster board to the floor. This gave Bill and unobstructed view of her from her knees up. He was enthralled. Becky made a downward motion with both hands. Bill was momentarily confused but then deduced he was being told to drop his briefs which he nervously did. Becky nodded her approval as his hard cock bounced free. Her nod was exactly what Bill needed to feel confident. She was serious in wanting to play a sex game with him and his cock had met with her approval. Life was good. He'd never exposed his cock to anyone and certainly not to a hot woman in a sexy mood. This was an evening he'd remember for life. The experience got even better as Becky reached back, unhooked her bra and teasingly removed it while pushing her chest out toward Bill's hungry eyes. There was no mistaking the intent; the poster had been serious and Becky was deliberately exhibiting herself to Bill. In exchange she apparently wanted to watch him beat off. For the moment Bill was too absorbed in staring at Becky's tits to think about his cock. Her breasts were beautiful and so close that he felt he could almost reach out and touch them. Bill continued to drink in the beauty of Becky's tits but was aware that her fingers were trailing slowly down her shapely torso. His eyes flicked up and down from her chest to her panties. Her fingers were gliding over her hips and lightly touching her panty covered Venus Mound. Every move was sensuous and made to seduce him. He watched as she turned almost 180 degrees and ran her hands over her hip and ass -- exhibiting herself to him. He loved how her panties fit her like a second skin. Before Cable, There Were Neighbors Becky bent over as she fondled her ass which accentuated her long well shaped legs. With her bending Becky's breasts hung slightly away from her body which created an entirely new view for Bill. He had never seen anyone as sexy- every inch of her body was perfectly shaped and cried out for the touch of his hands. After a few seconds Becky straightened up and turned back to face Bill. He watched as her thumbs insinuated themselves inside the waistband of her panties and ever so slowly started to lower the garment. Bill's eyes flicked upward as he noticed Becky's adopting a pouty open look as if she knew Bill had never seen a woman's groin area naked before and wanted to make the experience especially sensual. Gradually the panties revealed her hairy Venus Mound. With her panties just below her Mound Becky moved her right hand and used her extended fingers to trace the triangular shape of her Mound. She then tousled the hair on her Mound before returning her fingers to her panties to complete their removal. After kicking her panties aside Becky stood and spread her legs apart to shoulder width. Her right hand returned to her Mound- again tracing its shape but then extending downward to tease Bill by extending her fingers between her legs to her hidden sex. Bill didn't really know anything about how a woman's sexual opening looked and he was slightly disappointed that he couldn't see beyond Becky's pubic hair. Nonetheless, her apparent touching of her sex was highly arousing to the teen. Becky brought her right hand near her breasts and gave a small finger wave to catch his attention. Their eyes met and he understood she was trying to tell him something. She pointed at him and then lowered her hand to the level of her Mound where she curled her fingers around an imaginary cock and made a pumping gesture to remind him that he was to beat off. He smiled lamely and raised his hand to his very hard cock. Bill now had a new fear; would he embarrass himself by losing control too soon? He was so excited he knew he wouldn't last long. He decided to stall- moving his fingers near his throbbing cock while carefully minimizing contact. He then tried to touch it lightly rather than grab it in his fist; it was all he could think of to prolong the scene. Becky was naked. Her breasts were fully exposed to him and Bill could sense that Becky was arching her back slightly to push her tits forward for him. It was as if she wanted him to oogle them and perhaps even feel them up. This was his first unhurried look at her tits; they were fantastic. Bill's mind sought to categorize Becky's tits- running through the pictures he'd seen and the various fruits used to describe the cup sizes. He'd never understood if it was supposed to be a half fruit pasted on to the woman's body or a whole spherical fruit in one's hand. In any case the first fruit that came to mind in seeing Becky topless was grapefruit. He couldn't think of a melon just a bit larger; she was probably bigger than a grapefruit. It didn't matter. Becky had to be a 'DD' cup or perhaps even an 'E'; he could stare at those luscious tits all night. They looked soft and sensual and they were being offered to him. Becky's left hand cupped first one and then the other- lifting each breast just an inch or so. It was as if she was weighing each one and offering it to him; Bill could almost feel the weight in his mind even though he'd never touched a breast- much less felt its weight. He'd love to touch and fondle Becky. He knew he was being greedy but thought perhaps that could happen someday. He loved how her nipples were so erect; he'd never seen a women's nipples in the flesh and Becky's looked incredible. They stood more than a quarter inch tall and were thicker than he'd imagined. The dark circle around each nipple was about 2 inches across and served to accentuate her nipples. She brought her forefinger up to her left nipple and teased it with a light touch. He could see arousal in Becky's body language as her chest pushed forward more and her hips seemed to roll a little in response to her finger's touch. Bill thought his cock was going to jump out of his hand as he imagined how sensitive that hard nipple must be. He longed to touch it. Becky teased him more by slowly bringing her thumb close to the side of the nipple opposite her forefinger. Bill could anticipate the two fingers pinching her nipple but she taunted him by not bringing her fingers together. Instead she moved her hand with the extended forefinger to her other nipple where the tip of her finger did a teasing circle of light touching all around that nipple. It was just as hard and inviting as the first. He intuitively knew that her touch was arousing her as well as him. Again, Bill's cock throbbed as he visualized touching those nipples himself. After a few seconds Becky's forefinger stayed pressed to the side of her nipple and her thumb closed slowly toward the erect nub in a movement that would soon become a pinch... Bill watched expectantly but steeled himself for disappointment since she might again just feign the grab he longed to see. To his great excitement her thumb and forefinger made contact this time. He watched as the thumb and forefinger rolled the nipple while applying pressure. Imaging how that might feel on sensitive flesh was hugely arousing. Bill's cock ached as he could sense the fingers slowly squeezing tighter- perhaps not painfully tight but enough to change the shape of the target nipple. Bill's fingers squeezed his cock in a similar manner as he tried to get a better sense of how her nipple felt. He gasped as Becky seemed to tighten her fingers even more; her face reflected the pain and excitement of abusing her hard nipple. He thought her nipples would be too sensitive for such hard play. He'd read a story about people who liked kinky BDSM play and wondered if Becky was into that. Bill absolutely loved those hard nipples. He'd be more than willing to abuse them if that's what she wanted. Of course, he also loved the large sensuous breasts that displayed the erect nipples so well. Bill amused himself with his silent recognition that if his hands were allowed to touch Becky's tits he wouldn't know whether to grab her breasts first or attack her nipples; it would be overwhelming. He made a mental note for self: 'go to the nipples first'. Now he felt prepared. Becky's hands moved to cup her full breasts- lifting each one toward Bill in a sexual offering. Bill was in heaven as he could now see how red and angry Becky had made her nipples while her breasts were being held up and out for him. Her tongue was out- again running slowly around her lips which was incredibly exciting. She was actually performing for him- teasing him to get him off. He'd never knew a woman-would do that for a guy. In any case he never expected that he'd be the recipient of such a tease from a beautiful woman whom he barely knew. As Bill stared at Becky's chest he noticed her lower one hand. It was slowly caressing her belly and then reached downward to her Venus Mound. She started rubbing her Venus Mound with the pads of her fingers. Her fingers then dipped lower and partially disappeared between her legs. Bill couldn't see her fingertips but the increased arousal in the woman's face was clear. He'd never seem a woman play with herself. In fact, he hadn't been aware that they did. Seeing Becky arouse herself while she knew he was watching was incredibly hot for him. It was almost like he was touching her. Bill was also excited by the thought that she was watching him. She was staring at his cock and his fingers which were now caressing the iron-like hard shaft. While he had no means of confirming it he thought his cock was well sized when erect; having a woman want to see his cock made him feel manly. Becky's beauty and maturity made her looking at him even more ego building. She'd made him hard and was teasing him to orgasm. She seemed to be enjoying watching his cock. They were two adults having a sexual experience. He stood tall and tugged on his cock as he thought lewdly about teasing Becky; he'd never sexually teased anyone. She was a beautiful woman- far sexier than anyone his age. The evening was any guy's wet dream. He repositioned his fingers a little so that his hand wouldn't cover up his cock too much. If she wanted to see it he wanted to show her every taut inch. Despite his inexperience her excitement seemed real; he was turning her on. After a few minutes Bill knew he was losing control. He wondered if he should cover his cockhead for his climax or let Becky watch. Leaving it exposed would be messy but he concluded covering up would be childish; a man would want his woman to see his eruption. She'd brought him to this point; she probably want to see the result of her teasing. There wasn't much time for planning. Almost before he knew it Bill was cumming forcefully on his window. His hand squeezed his cock as he came causing his semen to shoot much further than he expected. It felt great and he was proud that he'd hit the glass of his window. He figured she could see the milk colored evidence that she'd brought him off from ten feet away. He hoped Becky would take that as a compliment. Bill was somewhat self-absorbed with squeezing the last few drops from his cock but continued to watch Becky. He could see she was very aroused. Her hips seemed to be rocking from front to back- apparently pressing into her hand as her fingers did whatever they were doing to her pussy. The thumb and forefinger of her other hand were really abusing her nipples. She would pinch and roll one and then move to the other where she'd squeeze it and roll it between her fingers. Occasionally her hand would cup a breast and fondle it roughly. She was really into what she was doing. About 30 seconds after Bill's eruption Becky's body seemed to freeze for a few seconds. She then seemed to relax the attack on her breasts. He thought he saw a small smile come to her lips and guessed that she'd climaxed. He didn't really know. In fact, he wasn't sure women did climax; it wasn't something he'd ever thought about. As his excitement resolved Becky seemed to wind down as well. Extracting her hand from between her legs Becky raised her fingers to her face and blew Bill a kiss. She reached down to the poster, held it up and pointedly tapped her forefinger on the word 'SECRET'. She smiled at Bill, turned and walked out of view. Bill panted with mental and physical exhaustion. He had just become a man. Bill stood there waiting to see if she might return but to his disappointment her bedroom light went out. Except for the clean-up the most exciting night of Bill's life was over. Becky's husband returned home the next day which Bill knew meant there'd be no likely repeat of his visual tryst with the sexy woman. That night he sat in the dark in his room watching Becky and Tom come into their room at bedtime, turn on the light, move around in the room and then extinguish the light. Becky didn't strip or get out a nightgown as she usually did. Bill could imagine the horny couple undressing each other on the hidden side of their room. He could visualize Becky, naked and aroused, laying back and spreading her sexy legs for her husband. He was sure they were having wild sex on the bed which aroused him but made him jealous. He couldn't see a thing but in his mind the sex was hot and passionate. His newly experienced hand slowly played with his cock until he came in a tissue. He wondered when he could have window sex with Becky again. That weekend Bill struck up a conversation with Becky's husband Tom in their yard. He inquired how often Tom had to travel for business and how long the trips typically lasted. He was truly saddened to hear that Tom didn't travel much at all. Usually he just went to one trade show a year- that's where he had been during the prior week. Other than that his job was all local. Thereafter, on most nights Bill found himself in his bedroom in the dark waiting for Becky to undress. His timing was usually perfect. To his frustration Becky didn't look toward his window or put on any kind of show for him. On some evenings she seemed to turn to the window while topless. Each time Bill's anticipation spiked at what might follow but she'd then turn back to her dressed and carry on with her bedtime ritual. What he saw on any night seemed to be pure chance just as it had been before their special night. Bill was sure Becky knew he was watching but deliberately ignored him. He thought that was rather cold and he felt hurt by her disregard of his feelings. On the other hand he was thrilled that she didn't buy new curtains or change the location in the room she used for undressing. She had to know that he was getting some partial views of her tits and full views of her ass almost every night. In fact, to be fair, he her little 'topless turns to the window' were probably gifts for him for which he should be thankful. He kept hoping she'd give him a blatant full frontal breast tease any minute but it never came. All hope was lost two months later when the young couple moved away due to Tom getting a new job.