Straight Female / 38
In My Situation I Have To Take The Opportunities When I Can
I living in a government sponsored housing block. It should not be a surprise to anyone that only low income people live here. I am low income, an artist with no income. Without the subsidy I would be another homeless person on the streets. But that's not my beef, well it is always my beef, I hate being so poor.
Our block is next to another equally depressing block. In that block on the same floor and directly across from me lives a creepy man. Keeping my windows closed and shuttered is impossible, no one does. And if the time of day and the lights are on you might just see a man or woman getting too close, or a woman doing exercises in the nude, or as I often do, see a creepy man stand at his window masturbating. I watch. Why should I ignore him, that's why he is doing it. After he masturbates I undress in the light and do my stretching exercises in front of the mirror, massage my breasts and use use the opportunity to touch my toes. I know just how far away from the window I need to be when I bend over so he can see my naked behind and my womanly delights. Tit for tat.
There was a fire drill and we had to empty the building. It's a pain, going down 14 flights. When I got to the bottom and crossed the street, who should I run into, the creep. I told him I knew who he was so we didn't need to introduce ourselves, I was the woman in 1432 and he was the man in 1476 in the building block right across form me. I know who he is because I might have picked up a pair of kid's binoculars and watched him when he jacks off. He asked me if I was the artist who exercises at night before bed? I said I am, did he like what he saw? Because I enjoy doing my exercises in the nude.
We were kept out of the building for 45 minutes until the fire department gave the all clear and I headed back to go inside, and the creep followed me and said he might have an idea. What if, if I agreed, I exercised in front of him and he jerked off? In the same room, why did we have to do the same thing 100 feet apart watching from the window. Well, It's been a long long time since a man sat and saw me naked so I agreed, plus I might want to see an erection myself. So it was a date. He came over at seven, when the sun is setting and I gave him a chair, put my music on which he had never heard, and stripped down and started by bending over across from him, letting him enjoy the sight.
As intended he had his dick in his hand and he was tugging on it and giving it his undivided attention. I called his attention to look up, see I have tits, don't you like tits? Here let me get closer, and I put my tits in his face and he kept on tugging. I was overtaken by the moment and got down on my knees and took his dick in my hand and swallowed it whole, as far as it would go, and gave him a real live blowjob. He came, he came in strong squirts, one, two, three strong squirts, and not all of it squirted into my mouth. I didn't expect him to have such a strong reaction. Well the evening was over, and he pulled up his pants and we said 'see you some other evening' and that was that.
I'm sure that he is in late forties or early fifties. I have no idea what he does, or did. He's in the city subsidized housing and so am I. I'm a little younger, late thirties, at one time I was pretty enough to attract men who wanted to pay for my dinner. And now, well I just blew the creep across the alley. It felt good, it felt good to be naked in front of a man, it felt good to give him a hard on and it felt good to suck his dick. I'm old enough to know that you don't play coy, and turn down a real live opportunity. I only wish he had been aggressive and fucked me.
Our block is next to another equally depressing block. In that block on the same floor and directly across from me lives a creepy man. Keeping my windows closed and shuttered is impossible, no one does. And if the time of day and the lights are on you might just see a man or woman getting too close, or a woman doing exercises in the nude, or as I often do, see a creepy man stand at his window masturbating. I watch. Why should I ignore him, that's why he is doing it. After he masturbates I undress in the light and do my stretching exercises in front of the mirror, massage my breasts and use use the opportunity to touch my toes. I know just how far away from the window I need to be when I bend over so he can see my naked behind and my womanly delights. Tit for tat.
There was a fire drill and we had to empty the building. It's a pain, going down 14 flights. When I got to the bottom and crossed the street, who should I run into, the creep. I told him I knew who he was so we didn't need to introduce ourselves, I was the woman in 1432 and he was the man in 1476 in the building block right across form me. I know who he is because I might have picked up a pair of kid's binoculars and watched him when he jacks off. He asked me if I was the artist who exercises at night before bed? I said I am, did he like what he saw? Because I enjoy doing my exercises in the nude.
We were kept out of the building for 45 minutes until the fire department gave the all clear and I headed back to go inside, and the creep followed me and said he might have an idea. What if, if I agreed, I exercised in front of him and he jerked off? In the same room, why did we have to do the same thing 100 feet apart watching from the window. Well, It's been a long long time since a man sat and saw me naked so I agreed, plus I might want to see an erection myself. So it was a date. He came over at seven, when the sun is setting and I gave him a chair, put my music on which he had never heard, and stripped down and started by bending over across from him, letting him enjoy the sight.
As intended he had his dick in his hand and he was tugging on it and giving it his undivided attention. I called his attention to look up, see I have tits, don't you like tits? Here let me get closer, and I put my tits in his face and he kept on tugging. I was overtaken by the moment and got down on my knees and took his dick in my hand and swallowed it whole, as far as it would go, and gave him a real live blowjob. He came, he came in strong squirts, one, two, three strong squirts, and not all of it squirted into my mouth. I didn't expect him to have such a strong reaction. Well the evening was over, and he pulled up his pants and we said 'see you some other evening' and that was that.
I'm sure that he is in late forties or early fifties. I have no idea what he does, or did. He's in the city subsidized housing and so am I. I'm a little younger, late thirties, at one time I was pretty enough to attract men who wanted to pay for my dinner. And now, well I just blew the creep across the alley. It felt good, it felt good to be naked in front of a man, it felt good to give him a hard on and it felt good to suck his dick. I'm old enough to know that you don't play coy, and turn down a real live opportunity. I only wish he had been aggressive and fucked me.
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