Chapter 2: Rising Action
The window next door through which Ms. McMillis sees Joe is close enough that she can make out his face and she sees him busying on the computer. On the recliner, in a think, black bikini, she lays back and wonders whether she would be caught touching herself by him.
It excites her knowing it might happen, and her pussy becomes wet and throbbing. As she gets lost in her own world, her hand moves slowly downward towards her crotch. She breathes heavily, allowing her fantasy to take over. The thought of being watched arouses her more than anything else, making her fingers glide deeper into her dripping cunt. Each thrust of her finger inside makes her moan softly, as she imagines Joe's eyes peering through the thin curtain, catching a glimpse of her naughty behavior.
She quietly exclaimed, "Mmm, yeah, turn round and watch me finger my dirty, hairy pussy for you!". She puts her other hand in her mouth as her body becomes profusely sweaty from the vigorous action and she imagines grinding her pussy on his cock. She thought of how her smell would cling to him for days as she drooled from above and below.
As her climax nears, she visualizes Joe's muscular form pressing against her, causing her to shudder in pleasure.
Her vision blurs as she comes, her orgasm washing over like a tidal wave. In pleasure she shouts, "Please look at this filthy, old woman squirt for you!". The dripping patch left on the recliner as she notices Joe slightly turn his head as she quickly hurries away to avoid his gaze.
She is torn between feeling embarrassed and thrilled at her boldness.
The anticipation builds within her, she cannot wait to see Joe again, to continue her one-sided game. This time, she plans to directly meet with him and have her way with him as she has done holding back. She thought of ways she could have him visit her, and a sly grin crept onto her face as she imagined the possibilities.