1. Summer of a Lifetime p1


    Date: 7/24/2016, Categories: Voyeur, Author: Sunkiss, Source: LushStories 

    ... too shy to approach her. I suspected it was because hardly anyone knew her really, or her personality for that matter. They probably didn't want to be shot down in a ball of angry flames or sassy rhetoric or something weird of that sort. I, while I didn't have her totally figured out, liked to think I knew her more than the rest of them since she was my neighbor and I did see her often, usually tanning at the pool or the occasional jizz-inducing glimpse of her in her bedroom. So here I was, squatting just on the other side of the fence, fiddling with the lawn mower, glancing at her through the tiny fence crack as she walked toward the pool. Her hips were sashaying from side to side in that hypnotic way they always do, when I realized she probably heard me mowing the lawn. She also probably heard it stop suddenly when she came out. If she notices I'm right on the other side of the fence, not mowing the lawn, squatting down, peeping at her through the crack in the fence, it would be bad. Like ...
    ... really bad. Here's the prettiest girl in school (who has always been my hugest crush), walking to her pool on a lazy morning to catch some rays and she spots me and my lawn mower jam. For all I know, she might think I'm taking a break to whack off to her in her tiny yellow bikini like a little pervert! If that happened I'd just die. Fuck swimming in college, if she made eye contact and shrieked like she'd seen a spider or some other critter and ran back into the house covering herself yelling 'Eeeew!' I'd be done. With everything. Scarred for life. Quickly pulling myself out of my horrific imagination, I started the lawn mower again and hurried along the fence line, eager to be away from any awkward and soul crushing scenarios. But much to my relief I saw that she simply laid out her towel and started tanning with her earbuds in. I made sure to run the edge of the property line, walking casually like nothing happened, then finished up, dumping the clippings in the green bin on the side of the house.
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