He watches as she slowly undressed with her back toward him. Sliding the skirt down her body to join the shoes that she had stepped out followed by the green silk blouse that she had been wearing. Now standing is the cream lace boy shorts and a barely there bra holding her bounty in.
Moving forward to losing the tightness that formed in his jeans as well as to get a better look at her and he found himself moaning in the process. Body heating rising as the need to see more of her made him move closer ignoring that he might be seen by the focus of his desire.
She moved around the room to music that now was coming out of her music system drifting to him in whispers. Seductively swaying her cream color lace covered hips with the music as the rest of her body following. It was stirring but not so much as when she started to take off what was left, the bra and the boy shorts. Walking to where her music system she turned up the music and how he could hear a song from the 80's "Don't Disturb This Groove." Picking up the beat to the music her "striptease" became even more teasing. Bra straps glided down creamy shoulders, leaving the bounty in the cups to hold it all up, barely.
He watches in rapture, as the bra expose more of her breasts as she moves the music, dark rosy nipples large areoles with firm and prominent buds just barely peeking out from over the top of the lace from the bra. He imagines that he could smell the scent of her waffling in the air as she dances to the music. A mixture of sweat and arousal, intoxicating and he wanted more of it, he had to taste her, just a taste. Her back was again to him, and his eyes were transfixed on the pendulum of her laced covered hips, moving back and forth to the music. Her arms high above her head, drawing attention to the curves of her hourglass figure. It was then that he noticed the smooth expansion of her toned back now unfettered by the divination of the bra. Light muscle rippling under the skin with each movement being caressed by the dark brown silky tendrils of her long hair done up in a Jennie style ponytail. Standing now totally exposed to her sight if she would just turn around he watched with his cock in hand as she removed the last boundary from her being naked still dancing to the music. Bending from the waist, he watches as she pushes the boy short down with each beat of the music over her firm round ass. Ohh how he wanted to get into that, he murmured to himself as his grips his cock so tight that it was just a breath from this side of painful. Reaching for a tub of lube, which he kept close at hand, he quickly squeezing out a glob of the stuff on to the head of his cock. He shivers in reaction to the cold temp of the gel and his anticipation not taking his eyes off the vision in front of him. Naked now, with hips swaying and breasts dancing in time, he almost shot his load with just that sight. Gripping his cock slick with precum and lube, he started to prime his meat. The world around him disappeared into the background as she became his total focus, as she had been since the day walked into this world. Pumping faster in time with the sound of blood pounding in his ears and his body tight and primed to exploded, he couldn't have stopped as if he had wanted to.
She turned in a fast blurring move of hips, breasts, and arms as the music ended and he comes hard, fast and loud. Shooting hot ribbons of cum into the air to land and decorate the glass window that separated them grunting and groaning loudly he continues lost in his release. Spent, breathing hard, skin covered in sweat and his cock limp under the mixture of sweat, lube, and cum, he opened his eyes to find her standing there on the side of the window looking at him with questioning lust filled eyes. She smiled softly at him and then she starts to do what he had imagined so many times in wild dreams that haunt him. Hands caressed the full large-nippled breasts, offering them to him, and then rubbing them against the glass of the window.
Releasing a deep breath that he hadn't realized he was holding got up and stood to let her see his cock had started to come back to life. Looking down her smile broaden, leaving her breasts pressed up against the glass of the window parted the lips of her pussy started to finger herself with considerable sensual gymnastics. This just sent him off again, and it was on, mutual masturbation with only one outcome.
They came, loud, hard, squiring and spraying themselves and their surroundings. Hot sweaty with coated hands they slipped to the ground, and the floor depends on where they had been standing.
When she could stand, she looks at the window and finds that he had gone, only his cum spray on the window the evidence that he had been there. Dripping down the window pane in drying foaming ribbons as the only evidence of what had taken place. Again she smiles as she strokes the drying cum patterns on the window pane deciding how she would continue to stalk him.