EXTRACT FOR
Watching Her
(Tony Slade)

It began the week after his noisy neighbours finally moved out. Waking to the sound of the new people unlocking their front door Andrew slipped out of bed and opened the curtains allowing the morning to flood in.

I love these windows he chuckled, the outside of the glass was slightly mirrored, so during the daylight hours no-one could see in. He had tested the glass one afternoon when he had just moved in after seeing a neighbour staring directly at him. He had waved, then felt confusion blossom as the girl continued to stare oblivious of his attempt at contact. A moment later she stepped closer and arranged a stray braid.

Andrew had laughed when he stood in exactly the same place and saw only his own reflection. So she couldn't see me he chuckled, at least now I don't have to worry about roaming around in just my underpants.

Curious to see his new neighbours he waited for a moment beside the window, a second later he felt his heart skip a beat. 

She is pretty he told himself as a black woman in her early thirties stepped onto her verandah. She stretched and Andrew pressed closer to the glass. Thin nightie, no bra and they look like amazing nipples. 

As she stretched she had pushed her chest forward, a pair of large hard outlines had appeared, clear evidence that although her tits were on the verge of very small, her nipples were definitely not.

Well, at least I'll have something nice to look at from now on he chuckled. The previous neighbours had been a younger couple, and often he would sit out at weekends with a book and a cold soda. In tropical climates life often takes place outdoors, so as Andrew relaxed the compound moved around him. Maids wandered, children played, couples also sat out, especially the couple next to him. And even though they were noisy she was a treat to look at he admitted. Mid twenties and tall she had a fantastic figure, and frequently wore loose dresses that gaped when she leaned forward. So many times he had been given an accidental glimpse of bra, occasionally he saw the shadow of a dark nipple.

And African women do things there own way. Floor cleaning was one example. Whereas women  from the developed world would use a mop or broom, even a vacuum cleaner, African women would always bend over double with straight legs and feet slightly apart and clean their floors with a damp cloth. The position assumed by his neighbour often gave him a teasing glimpse of panties or breasts. Maids for other houses in the compound also often bent double to sweep around their employers houses using small reed hand brushes.

This is actually a voyeurs paradise he told himself, voyeur or pervert? There was probably a very thin line between the two.

But I prefer to think of myself as a voyeur rather than the other he chuckled, then continued to watch his new neighbour as she produced a bucket of water and promptly dunked a cloth.

Fuck me! Andrew gasped as she bent double. Her nightie gaped and in full view were a pair of hanging breasts that proved his estimate of size had been wrong, they weren't massive but not as small as he had thought. Their shape was perfect, and on each sat a very dark brown areola and thick nipple. She began to wipe the tiles, the action swaying her tits. Andrew stared, mesmerised.

Fuck they are beautiful he thought as voyeur status shifted toward pervert and a hand slipped inside his boxer shorts. Oh yeah sexy, shake them. Andrew groaned softly as, just as though she had heard him, his new neighbour scrubbed at a stubborn mark.

Freeing his cock he wondered if he would get a better view from his front door, it was mirrored the same as the windows and definitely closer. Quickly he scampered from the bedroom after hopping swiftly out of his boxers. Naked and feeling very perverted he stood at his front door and gasped as she continued to scrub. 

Oh my God I wish I could get my hands on those. Harder and faster he jerked as her enticing tits swung. She moved and Andrew groaned, now the angle was wrong and he'd lost sight of her perfect black tits. Still bent over almost double she continued to scrub and wipe. Andrew squeezed his hard cock and felt a wave of shame wash over him. He was so close to orgasm, and his inspiration was a total stranger, and the wife of his new neighbour.