Chapter 10

When we walked through the back door we were greeted by a mouth-watering odour. It seemed that going by the smell we were to dine well tonight, unlike some previous undistinguished efforts. After a quick splash in the washhouse, a Chinese style stir-fry was awaiting our attention and it was as delicious as it promised.

When we had finished Mum arose, after having told us that she was away to play cards for the evening and for us not to wait up as she was would be late, and headed upstairs to get ready. I offered to help with the cleaning up before I went upstairs to do my homework. To my great surprise Wendy replied,

"No, I'll be ok. You do your homework and I'll fix these, I did my homework in my free period this afternoon."

Amazed at my luck, especially after what I had done this morning, I headed upstairs and stuck my head into Mum's door. She had by then stripped off her shirt and stepped out of her jeans and was standing in just her panties and bra.

"You stay right where you are, Young Man, I don't trust either you or myself if you come any closer," she smiled, "I've got to get ready and Wendy's just down-stairs."

She pushed her nickers down and stepped out of them and, after bending to pick them from the floor, she dropped them into her washing hamper. Crouching slightly Mum spread her thighs and, reaching between them she pushed her fingers between her cunt lips and grasped the hankie that was still inside her and pulled it free.

"Look at that! Its dripping wet! How much cum have you pumped in or over me in the last week? Its lucky for me you're young and can recover so quickly." She laughed, dropping the hankie on top of nickers, "Now go and let me get ready." She disappeared into the bathroom and I took my hard-on and me off to my bedroom.

I closed the door, tuned the radio loudly onto a pop station and settled down with my schoolbooks. After about 15 minutes I heard Mum rap on my door and call out 'Bye' as she left and 15 minute after that I heard Wendy pass to by going to her room. I thought for a couple of minutes and after turning it in the lock, I grabbed my door key, my souvenir German binoculars (liberated during the war) and climbed out of my bedroom window onto the washhouse roof. I dropped down to the ground and headed for the tree at the end of the house.

This tree was a large old fir and both Wendy and I had spent considerable time playing on and under it as kids. There were still a couple of tree huts, at different heights, remaining from our childhood but, currently, its main advantage now was that it overlooked Wendy's bedroom. I clambered up till I was straddling a branch at the same level as her window and was pleased to see that she still did not lower her blinds or close her curtains.

It was becoming dark by now and Wendy had turned her bedroom light on and I was confident that even if she did lookout the chances of her seeing me were slight. I bought the 'binocs to my eyes and focused them carefully. The interior of the bedroom came into clear view and, feeling like I was right in there with her, I watched Wendy sitting in front of her dressing table looking into the mirror. Eventually she stood and went over and checked her door was closed and then proceeded to remove her blouse and jeans She stood there for a moment or two in her white bra and panties examining herself in the full length wardrobe mirror and then returned to her place at the dressing table.

From my vantage point I only had a rear view of her but I could see her upper front side clearly in the mirror. Firstly she examined her eyes, and then her nose and then she opened her mouth and checked out her tongue and teeth. Wendy then cupped her bra-covered breasts in her hands and after a few seconds she undid the fastening and allowed the bra to drop clear. My mouth dried up and I pressed my eyes tighter into the binoculars.

I could see that she was squeezing her delicious tits quite firmly and then she pinched her nipples between her fingers and this seemed to make them larger and harder. Finally she let go with one hand, which she lowered out of sight, obviously down onto her lap.

Eventually Wendy rose and went and turned the key in her door, raising my excitement level many notches, and then stood in front of the wardrobe and pushed her hand under the band of her panties. I could see her fingers working under the white cloth and she was getting a little flushed. After a short time she stepped over to her bed, lay down on her back, lifted her hips clear and slid her nickers down and off. She spread her legs and pressed her fingers up between her cunt lips and pushed them in and out while fondling her breast with her other hand. By this time I was masturbating vigorously. Wendy rubbed faster and faster and finally she appeared to reach a climax and this brought me over the top and it was lucky that I had, by now, pulled my cock free because, as I spurted cum in great gouts, my pants would have been a terrible mess.

Wendy stood, grabbed a robe, wrapped it round herself and headed for her door. I climbed down the tree and, after seeing that the bathroom light had come on, figured that the way was clear and returned inside through the back door. I passed the bathroom and thought, 'Why not?' and after quietly unlocking my door and, after replacing the key and binoculars, noisily dragged back my desk chair and returned to the bathroom where I threw open the door and walked straight in.

"Oops! God I'm sorry, Wendy" I said, in response to her yells, but I made no effort to leave.

She was just lowering herself into the water and she quickly completed this and hunched forward, bringing up her knees and hugging them, so as to stop me seeing too much of her body. Wendy was blushing, embarrassedly, all over the upper parts of her body.

"I didn't hear you come in here," I lied, "and I'm dying for a piss. I'm sorry but I have to go."

I unzipped myself and pulled out my cock and pushed it down until it pointed into the bowl and, luckily because of my growing erection, was able to send a strong jet of piss splashing into the toilet. I watched Wendy from the corner of my eye figuring that if she didn't look I would just cut my losses and leave, but I observed that she was watching me closely. Finally my stream dried up and I shook the last few drops free. This caused my penis to come fully erect and I saw her swallow and wriggle round a little. 'Ah ha!' I sort of turned slightly towards her and said,