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to be wearing sweats. She thought about getting naked
like her neighbor, to tease him. But she hadn’t had enough wine for
that. She got up and went inside to get a refill. She felt
energetic now since stumbling upon her voyeuristic
treasure.
     
    She went to her bedroom and shed her sweats and
opted instead for a tank top and shorts. She noticed her pink
nipples were hard and could be seen through the tank. Maybe he
would see her? The thought made her giddy and she took off her
panties before sliding on some loose fitting shorts. She needed
easy access to touch herself, after all.
     
    She refilled her wine and went back outside to
her patio. She was sure he would know she was there now if he
didn’t already. She got comfortable again with her two patio chairs
and waited. There was no sound and no movement she could discern.
The night was serene and the stars shown bright.
     
    The calm she had originally sought would be
impossible to reach as excitement now raced through Paige’s body at
the realization that her neighbor might be spying on her as she had
him. Maybe I should give him a show, she thought. The man was
naked, after all. He would probably be into it.
     
    Paige chugged her whole glass of wine and set
the glass down on the ground producing a similar glass on concrete
sound like he had, only higher pitched. Then she lay still for a
moment. She turned her head to catch of glimpse of him watching
her—to see if her imagination was a reality. She found the hole she
was using to watch him before and tilted her head again. Again, she
saw his naked torso, only his penis was not completely limp. It had
grown. The man’s hands were still resting on the armrests of his
lounge chair.
     
    She moved her head to get a look at his face.
Instead of seeing his profile as she had before, she caught sight
of his face staring directly at her. He was smiling and his green
eyes sparkled brightly. Paige sat up suddenly. Her nervous reaction
puzzled her. She could feel her heart beating faster in excitement
and anticipation. She tilted her head back to catch his eye on
purpose this time but he was looking at the sky now.
     
    Too bad, she thought. She was ready to flirt
with him. She kept looking at his body, noticing every crevice and
smooth line his shape made. Her pussy tingled in hunger. Paige
slowly moved her hand down into her shorts. Her fingers reached her
folds and were immediately welcomed by her slick juices. She
brought her fingers up to lightly brush her clit and circle around
it.
     
    So far the neighbor had not turned his head
back towards her. Paige kept lightly touching herself and heard a
light moan escape when she slid two fingers inside her pussy. The
neighbor’s head slowly turned towards Paige and she turned away, no
longer brave enough to look him in the eye while engaging in such
an intimate act.
     
    She fingered herself a little more aggressively
and her body writhed in pleasure. Her shorts were in her way now
but she didn’t want to stop touching herself to take them off. She
pictured the neighbor watching her rub her clit and finger herself
and felt her pleasure reach a new plane. She had accepted that she
was the voyeuristic type but she had never had the desire to be an
exhibitionist as she had now. Did this even count as exhibition?
She was in her own backyard. But she knew he was watching; and that
erotic thought fanned the flames of her pent up
sexuality.
     
    “You should take your clothes off. It looks
like they’re in the way,” a husky voice said. Paige stopped moving
and her eyes grew wide. Adrenaline pulsed through her veins but was
replaced with electric pleasure as she started rubbing her bud
slowly with one finger. A smile crept across her face.
     
    “I think you might be right,” she replied. Her
clothes were off in a flash and she was back in position on her
plush chairs, both hands between her thighs. Her eyes were closed
as she felt her body inching closer to edge of the abyss.