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Flashing my neighbour

... Claire would use a small mirror on the window cill so I would get a face on view. At all times the towel is in place, so I see bare shoulders and that's it. I could see her tits weren't very big, but no real feel for anything more. She would always disappear to what I thought of as 'the dark side' of the bedroom to get dressed and then reappear to check over her previous handiwork, before heading off to work herself. Once I got to know her routine, I started flashing her, but only on Tuesday's as this was the only day my wife went to work before the window show started! So, for a few Tuesday's, I just spent a bit more time than normal in our kitchen, wearing just my shirt, as if I was rushing about getting ready for work and so that if anything was ever said, I could deny any blatant flashing. After a couple of Tuesday mornings like this, I progressed to opening the French doors and standing out on the decking cleaning and polishing my shoes, again just wearing my work shirt, so my cock and balls were hanging out below the front hem. After a 4 weeks of this sort of thing (just Tuesday's remember) I got to thinking I wasn't going to get a reaction from the pretty face at the window. I was convinced she had seen me, as I was very blatant, but never a look or a smile or anything, then all of a sudden on week 5 I got the prize and we started to play the game properly. Claire was at the window a bit earlier and at first I thought she would be done and gone before my wife went off ...

... to work, but afterwards, I realised it was probably so she could be sure to see her go! Anyway, I'm there as normal, shirt on, but undone and a good semi showing at the front and there's Claire, kneeling in front of the window, so I can just see her head and that she's putting on her makeup. She waits until I look up and then stands up, just a little back from the window, so I can see she is concealed in the customary towel. Today though, instead of disappearing and getting dressed out of sight behind the other set of curtains, she takes the towel off and does a little 'under boob' rub round with it. This gives me more than a good view of her perky little bee sting titties for the first time. They were obviously very small with just a little sag to them, she was mid twenties or so after all! Finally, she turns to face the window full on and steps a little closer, then puts on a sheer white strapless bra, which was either very thin or lacey enough for me to be able to still see her dark red nipples. She looked right at me giving full eye contact and smiled, before cupping one boob in each hand and then squeezing her nipples through the bra. I was momentarily mesmerised and just stood there, cock in hand, before taking decisive action and dropping my shirt off. So, I'm now naked in the open door and sporting a full hard on. Now as my fellow flashers will know, its often the build up and the adrenaline rush that tips you over the edge rather then the actual act and as I started ...