Black Lace. Pt 1.

Aiden stirred as the bright light broke through his blue curtains. His messy brown hair stood in all directions as he ran his hand through it and moaned at another shit day ahead of him.

He was a grumpy person in the mornings. Had been since he could remember. Swinging his feet out of bed, one foot landed on his sock and the other landed in last night's pizza. “Ergh, fucking pizza!” he scowled at the old food as though it was to blame and used the sock to clean his poor abused foot.

With no plans his thoughts rode straight to the girl next door. She was lovely. A blonde little thing that giggled when he spoke to her and flirted like there was no tomorrow. They only moved in two days ago and she already fancied the fuck out of him. He'd lived in Susan's house since he was 11 and his parents went missing. It didn't hurt as much any more.

Pulling back the curtains he stood in his naked skin and checked the weather. It was warm today. The sun warmed his body through the glass and glared into his eyes. That's when he saw her.

In the window directly opposite his he saw the naked silhouette as she moved. The blonde hair cascading down her back kept blocking the view of her lovely ripe tits and he almost came all over himself as he realised she was putting lotion on her body.

She started at her ankles, bending slightly to one side and lifting a foot onto the dresser. She slowly slid her hand up over her calves and thighs, rubbing in small circles over her small waist. And then continued up, turning to reveal move of what was getting him so excited. She squeezes against her gorgeous tits and massages the white lotion into her supply flesh.

Aidens cock twitched and grew as he watched the innocent show before him. His eyes zoomed in on her body. Now fully turned towards him, he realises him mistake. But it's too late.

His hand is already stroking against the hardness of his dick when he realises that it's not Abigail. It's not the pretty little blonde. It's her hot mother.

He freezes, strokes an inch more then stops again. He's confused and needy. She hasn't looked at him yet and he thinks he'll be able to get away with it.

He fights himself. Aiden is for once stuck with what to do. Then as if fate is listening, he gets a sign.

She still looks away from the window but slowly rubs back down her body before parting her legs slightly. He strokes again.

She slides a hand against her shaven mound and arches her neck. She needs release. That's a sign of tension and he knows it. Aiden begins to tug on his cock harder as he watches the milf gently rock against her own hand. Porn scenarios are rushing through his head as he realises he's in a real life porn situation and he tugs harder as her lips form the shape of an obvious moan.

With her other hand she grips onto her left tit and she begins to move faster. She's getting desperate, and Aiden is about to blow. He pushes his body flat against the glass. He wishes he could be in that room. He wishes he could smell her as she plays.

His orgasm hits him just as she half turns to the window and draws the curtain shut. A smile on her face. She laughs as Aiden spills his juice up the warm glass of the window.