Pounding Of Flesh

I work from home at my own business. On this one afternoon, I became rather horny and popped into my bedroom to finger things out. I have a rather expansive backyard and without going into too much detail the layout is such that one would have to go out of their way to see into my bedroom. In fact I feel so confident in my privacy that I rarely if ever close my blinds while sleep or changing. My bedroom has an entire wall of glass sliding doors that open up to the off bedroom patio and hot tub. Normally very private, so much so that I most often sleep in the nude and walk out naked to my hot tub with no concern of discovery. Being that I’m single I hire people to take care of the grounds. Having had them complete their work that morning I had no concerns as to my being seen.

I laid on my bed in the nude, eyes closed sliding doors wide open, letting my imagination take me places of a romantic nature. My thought was, rub one out have a tub and then a nap. As I was really getting into it, preferring fingers over toys, I became aware of a feeling of being watched. I looked up and to my surprise a young man, maybe eighteen if, was standing off the way watching me doing my work. I recognized him as one of the yard workers who was here earlier. Why he was here again, I don’t know but there he was. Don’t ask me why, but I not being an exhibitionist, oddly did not flinch at his discovering me nor I him but rather continued as if he wasn’t there at all but at the same time having a massive rush of excitement at being watched while having the most intimate of moments. The resulting orgasm was very intense. In fact I can’t remember having one as intense as it was. I laid there in the aftermath, he watching as I went through the after quakes and I pouring on the theatrics with my hands caressing my thighs and tits. As I got up from my bed and walked up and into the tub I saw him duck away and gone. I’ve surprised myself with at my age finding this excitement of being watched. Will it happen again? Don’t know but I’m thinking of ways to make it happen.