Caught by His Neighbor
by alohadave
Copyright© 2025 by alohadave
It was a normal spring day when the Costas moved to the neighborhood and changed Jake’s life.
Jake watched from his second-floor window as the movers filled the house next door. Recently emptied when his best friend’s family moved away, the new couple caught his interest.
Nico Costa and his wife Gabrielle were Italian. He was loud and impatient, pacing on the front lawn, barking into his cell phone, ignoring everything and everyone around him except to glare at anyone passing by. His expensive-looking suit and alligator shoes marked him as an outsider, different from the neighbors.
Gabrielle Costa directed the movers, peeking into boxes as they passed her standing by the front door. Dressed in a silk blouse and slacks, she looked elegant and beautiful to her new neighbor. Her long black hair framed her face, with sharp features and dark, mysterious eyes.
The movers finished stocking the house, and things settled down on the quiet street. Nico was away on business a lot, and Jake didn’t see him around much. Gabrielle was home alone, tending to her gardening most of the times Jake saw her. She liked to garden in skin-tight yoga pants. The material clung to her body as she bent and crawled around in the dirt, showing off her ass to all comers.
In the time that they’d lived next to him, Jake had seen Gabrielle plenty. She frequently came over for coffee with his mom, Sandy.
In the early evening one night, he was watching TV in his room when he saw a light come on next door. The houses were not more than 30 feet apart.
Gabrielle walked in wearing only a towel on her head and one wrapped around her body.
He sat up as he took notice of his sexy neighbor. She shook her hair from the towel, and her thick black hair hung halfway down her back. Next, she pulled the towel that wrapped her body loose. He held his breath as her body was revealed. She must have been in her late 30s or early 40s. Jake had no reference for a real-life person who looked like her. His mom was in her 40s, but she didn’t look anything like his sexy neighbor.
Her breasts were large and stood firm, with dark nipples. Jake’s dick was getting hard as he watched his neighbor undressing before him. He felt a pang of guilt when he thought that he shouldn’t be peeping, but his desire to see more overruled his qualms.
She had wide hips and a generous ass. Turning away from his prying eyes, she bent as she dried her legs. He could just make out her pussy peeking out between her legs.
She sat on the bed, facing his window. Her legs spread, and he got a frontal view of her shaved pussy. He couldn’t see any detail other than that she looked to be shaved, with a nicely trimmed, small bush above. Laid back, her fingers crept towards her pussy.
Jake held his breath. Was he going to see his sexy new neighbor play with herself? He was beside himself. Nothing he’d ever experienced could have prepared him for this. He slipped his shorts down and held his cock in his hand, slowly stroking it.
Thirty feet away, in her bedroom directly across from his prying eyes, Gabrielle was fingering herself on her bed. He watched her, amazed at what she was doing. Fingers that knew exactly what they were doing worked at her pussy and clit, while she pinched and pulled her nipples.
Jake stroked himself, more turned on than he’d ever been before.
Before long, she shuddered and went still. After a few moments, she sat up and looked across the short distance between their houses. Jake felt her gaze lock onto him. He squeaked in shock before throwing himself to the floor.
Caught! Not sure what else to do, he lay there on the floor of his bedroom, his heart racing. Staring at the ceiling, he counted to a hundred before his heartbeat returned to normal. He chanced a look out his window.
Peeking his head above the lower edge of the window, she was gone, curtains drawn against his peeping eyes. Not even a sliver of light escaped.
“Holy shit, that was hot.” Despite being caught watching his sexy older neighbor, he had a grin plastered to his face as he finished stroking his cock. After shooting his load into his hand, he fell asleep and dreamed of her that night.
“Jake, come down here, please.” His mother called up the stairs.
He’d heard the doorbell ring after watching Mrs. Costa stride across the front of both their houses. A single glance up at his window as she walked over started him worrying about what he had done last night.
Slowly descending the stairs, he anticipated what was to come.
“Jake, there you are. Mrs. Costa asked me if you could go over to her house and look at her computer.” Her tone sounded normal, not like she used when he’d done something wrong. “Why don’t you go over and help her, instead of lazing around the house all day. It’s summer, go touch some grass. That’s how that goes, right?”
Jake groaned. “Uhm, that’s not really what that means, Mom.” He rolled his eyes at her attempt at using the term.
In the walk over, his mind raced. Was she mad at him? She must be. Would she tell his mom what he did? His train of thought was disrupted by the swaying of her ass as she walked ahead of him.
Inside her house, she slammed him up against the wall of her living room. Pictures shook from the impact. “Are you some kind of pervert?”
Busted. He knew he was caught but said, “No!”
“You think I don’t know what you were doing? Did you get an eyeful, watching your hot older neighbor while I was in my private space? I bet you were whacking your tiny little dick to me, weren’t you?”
“I’m sorry. I saw you, and you looked so beautiful when you took your towel off. And when you laid down–” He gulped. “It won’t happen again, I promise.”
She glared at him for a moment.
Coming to a decision, she told him, “Take your clothes off.”
“What?”
“Did I stutter? I know I have an accent, but I speak clearly. Take your clothes off. Tit-for-tat. You peep on me, I’m going to watch you get naked.” She stalked to the couch, leaving him leaning against the living room wall.
He stared at her in shock. His new neighbor wanted to see him naked.
“Now!” Her voice rose as she sat on the couch facing him. She reclined like a queen; he was her jester, performing for her.
Silently, he pulled his shirt off. He was just an average, skinny high school senior. Gabriella Costa watched the awkward teen stripping for her.
Next, he undid his pants, sliding them down until they were on the floor around his ankles. His black boxer briefs were holding his cock in place. Looking at Mrs. Costa, he felt his dick getting hard again. He hesitated.
“Pull them down,” she said, a grin on her face, obviously enjoying his discomfort.
The drawers slid down, and his now-erect dick sprang out, pointing right at his sexy neighbor. She lifted her eyebrows. “I guess you do not have a tiny dick after all.”
“No ma’am.”
He stood in his neighbor’s living room, naked, with his underwear and pants at his feet. It occurred to him just then that she didn’t have any curtains in her front windows. Anyone passing the house would be able to see him in the altogether. A wave of intense modesty hit him. He crouched down, afraid of being exposed to looky-loos.
Mrs. Costa laughed and said, “Now you know how it feels to be exposed for others to see. I expect I don’t need to tell you not to look in my window again?”
“No ma’am. I understand.” He had never felt so exposed and embarrassed even though he hadn’t seen anyone outside that could see in.
“Good. Get dressed and go home.”
“What about your computer?”
“Come over tomorrow. You can take care of it then.”
Back home that night, he made sure his light was off this time, but her bedroom curtains were drawn, and nothing could be seen, even through the tiny gap between the panels.
Sighing, he went to sleep. He’d been hard since leaving her house. He dreamt of her and had to change his sheets in the morning.
“There doesn’t seem to be anything wrong. Just a loose battery.” There were scratches around the case as if someone had tried to pry the case apart by force. “Were you trying to take it apart?”
“No, not at all, why would I do that? It must have fallen or something.”
“Mmm, hmm. Anyway, it’s working now. Anything else you need?” he asked.
She leaned in close behind him. Her hair tickled his neck where it fell. Her breast pressed against his shoulder; she was that close. “Actually, yes. I forgot my password, and I need some files from it.”
“You need me to hack your password?”
“You can do that, right? Your mother said you were a computer genius.”
He blushed. “She tells everyone that. I don’t know about genius, but I’ll see what I can do.”
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