Chapter 1

Oh fuck, she’s reaching behind and unfastening her bra. I can’t believe I’m doing this.

Jordan stretches, up on tiptoes on a rock to get a better view. He leans into the window, one hand on the sill and the other firmly clasped on his hard cock. He jerks it back and forth as Cathy pulls the bra forward and places it on a chair by the bed.

Man, look at those tits! Wonder what she’s going to do next. God, I want to touch them. Please, please take off your panties!

Cathy walks over to the dresser and picks up a brush and starts running it through her long blonde hair.

Shit, I can only see her back now. Next time I have to move the curtain a bit more to the side to get a better view.

After a few agonizing minutes, Jordan sees Cathy come back into full view. She hooks her fingers around the elastic of her panties but then stops. She walks over to near the door, flips the light switch and the room is dark.

Fuck fuck fuck! Why did she do that? Hope she doesn’t know I’m watching. Not sure what I’d do if she found out that I’m ogling her. My life would be over. But shit, I just can’t stop staring at her.

He jumps down, his cock bobbing up and down as he stuffs it in his pants and zips up. Then he runs across the yard, pushes through a gap in the cedar hedge, opens the back door and heads to his bedroom in the basement. He strips off his clothes and lies on the bed, hand back on his cock, stroking.

Those tits, those fucking tits. I love her nipples, the way they stick out. They’re a bit bigger than my sister’s. She was so freaking mad when I opened the bathroom door when she forgot to lock it.

It isn’t long before Jordan lets out a gasp and shoots a huge load of cum. He keeps rubbing it until the last few drops emerge. He walks to the bathroom, cleans up, takes a pee and then heads to bed and is soon asleep.

Jordan and his buddy Will are shooting some hoops in the front yard, when Will’s mom Cathy calls to them, “Supper’s ready.” They sit down on stools at the island and Cathy places some plates of food in front of them.

God, she’s so fucking hot! Love that tight blouse. Now I know what her tits look like! It doesn’t look like she suspects anything. I can’t wait until tonight. Fuck, I’m getting a boner thinking about it.

Jordan pushes his stool in, so Will can’t see the bulge.

“So, what are boys up to this evening?”

“We’re going to practice a bit more There’s a big tournament coming up this weekend. Then we’ve got some homework to do,” says Will.

After the boys wash the dishes, they spend another hour going through basketball drills. They go back inside. Cathy is sitting on the couch reading.

“Okay if I use the bathroom?” says Jordan.

“Sure, no need to ask.”

After he pees and washes up, Jordan looks into the mirror, watching his cock pulsing and enlarging as he thinks about Cathy. There is no need to stroke it.

Nobody is around. I have to be careful.

He eases down the hallway to her bedroom, and enters it.

This time a bit bigger gap in the curtains. I can’t make it obvious or she might see it. That should do it.

“I’m going home to study. See ya tomorrow,” Jordan says to Will, as he heads out the door.

His mom and sister are finishing up their dinner, as he walks into the kitchen.

“Hey, who are you? I don’t recognize you,” his sister Terri says mockingly. “You sure spend a lot of time next door these days.”

“Very funny! We’ve been practicing for this weekend. You do remember the tournament?”

He hugs his mom, then runs downstairs to his room.

I can’t fucking concentrate. I hope she leaves the light on so I get to see her pussy. Only eight o’clock. She doesn’t go to bed till around ten.

Finally, it’s close to ten. He looks through the space in the cedar hedge, until he sees her light go on and cautiously approaches the window. He steps on the rock and as quietly as possible peers into her room through the slit in the curtains.

How long is she going to read? Fuck, I need to see her naked. I’ve never wanted anything so badly in my life. Ahhh, she’s getting up.

Cathy stands, stretches, and then starts to unbutton her blouse. Jordan leans in closer as she removes it, and lays it on the bed. The skirt follows, and she is down to her bra and bikini panties.

What’s that noise? Probably the wind. I am so fucking bored. I don’t have any life. I just can’t seem to move on since Don left. No sex in six months certainly isn’t helping. Hmmmm, I know what will relieve that. I almost forgot I had it. Now where did I put it?

Cathy rummages around in several drawers in her dresser, until she finally pulls out a large penis-shaped dildo.

I wonder if the batteries still work? Yup. Man how I love this thing. It’s so long since I satisfied myself when Don was away on business trips. If I only knew what he was up to when he was out of town, the marriage would have been over a lot sooner!

She quickly unfastens her bra, removes her panties, lies down on the bed and spreads her legs.

Holy crap. I can’t believe what I’m seeing. It’s so big! What the hell is she going to do with it? I didn’t even know those things existed. Oh my god, I’ve got to slow down stroking. I don’t want to cum too soon. Wow ... she has a nice bush, and I can see her pussy lips. They look wet.

Cathy moves the dildo up to her boobs, and rubs the tip over each nipple. She closes her eyes, and lets out a sigh that Jordan can hear outside. After a few minutes she places it on her clit, and lets it vibrate there for a while. Another sigh and even a muffled scream of delight.

Oh fuck, the window is steaming up. I’ve got to move away a bit. That’s better, it’s starting to clear. This is so much better than any porn I’ve watched! This is the real thing.

She opens her legs wider, and moves the tip down to the entrance to her pussy. She inserts it and slowly moves it in and out. As she pushes it in a little deeper, there is a loud thrashing sound outside her window.

What the fuck!

She runs to the window, grabs the curtains and pulls them rapidly to the side.

Shit, who the fuck is that? I can just see his back, but oh my god, it’s got to be Jordan. And he saw me playing with the dildo! What the hell am I going to do? What if he tells Will or blabs it around the neighbourhood? I know I should be mad at him, but he’s such a great kid. Well, he’s obviously not a kid anymore! I didn’t realize he felt that way about me.

Fuck, I’m screwed! She must know it’s me, seeing me running towards home. I didn’t know that rock was so slippery until I fell off it into the bushes. It made a hell of a lot of noise.

Jordan lies in bed, tossing and turning all night, reliving over and over what happened, and having no clue what to do next.

She must think I’m a fucking perv! What if she tells Will? He’ll tell the rest of the guys, and then everyone at school will know. I’ll be shamed online. God, I should just kill myself. There’s no hope for me.

In the morning, after about two hours sleep, he gets showered, dressed and heads up for breakfast. He sits across from his sister at the kitchen table.

“You look wasted, bro. What’s the matter with you?”

Jordan mumbles, “Nothing.”

“Ma, I’m not feeling very well. I think I’m getting a cold. Is it okay if I stay home today?”

She comes up to him and feels his forehead. “No fever, but you don’t look that good. Are you going to miss much at school?”

“Nope, no tests or anything.”

“Okay, stay home. I hope you’re better for this weekend. I know how much you want to play in the tournament.”

It’s Friday around noon. Jordan has spent the last couple of days at home, still feigning an illness. He just can’t face Will or anyone else now. He’s depressed, deep in guilt, and wishing he was never born. Will has come to the door a few times to see how he’s doing. He keeps getting texts from his friends, but he doesn’t respond to them.

Someone is knocking on the door.

Shit, it’s her! I’ll ignore her. She’s not going away. Oh fuck, I guess I should see what she wants.