The Watcher


The Watcher
I first noticed her on my way to work one morning. She was young, either a senior or fresh into college. She had long tanned legs, curly brown hair and the perfect figure. She was running on the sidewalk, tight spandex shorts and a little tank top on, showing all of her curves. She had her headphones on so she didn’t hear me drive by. This girl was gorgeous. I thought to myself. As the days went on, I took this same route just so I could see if I would see her again, and I did. She ran every morning. Where does this girl live? On my day off I decided to park by some trees to watch her run past so I could follow her, just to see where she lived. She had a small little house, just a neighborhood over from where I live. Typical girl living with her parents.

One evening I decided to drive by the place to see if I saw her. I parked on the other side of the street and watched, and watched, until finally I saw her in her bedroom. I was too far away to see what she was doing so I got out and got a little closer. Her room was on the bottom floor and there were some bushes that were in front that hid me from sight. I stood and watched in amazement. She was doing typical things, homework, watching tv, normal stuff. I couldn’t help myself but to keep watching though. Finally it had been worth the wait. She had disappeared to her bathroom for about 10 minutes, and when she came out, she had a towel on. As she dropped her towel, my arousal got the best of me. I took my hard dick out and started stroking it, watching her slim, young body get dressed until I came on the side of her house. Over the course of a few weeks I continued to do this, watch her, wanting more.

One night I had been standing out there for quite some time but she hadn’t been home. I decided to leave because it had been pretty late. As I was driving around, I noticed a girl walking down the sidewalk, stumbling a bit. It was her. She was pretty far from home. I pulled over and rolled down the window and asked if she was alright. She mumbled her words a little bit and said she was fine, just going home. I told her to hop in and I’d give her a ride and at first she said no but then she changed her mind. I watched her get in. She was wearing a tight black skirt with a low cut top and some heels on. We made some small talk, asking her what she was doing out this late. She had been drinking with some friends. I told her I’ve seen her around running before and she said she runs track in high school. We proceeded to drive and as we pulled into her neighborhood a sudden thought came into my mind, this was my chance. She told me her house was a little bit further.

She took her wallet out to give me money for taking her home as we pulled up and I told her no. She insisted that I take her money. I put my hand on her leg and told her I’ll take something else instead. I slowly moved my hand up her skirt. She was hesitant at first, starting to say no, but as I slipped my fingers passed her panties and into her, she became speechless. She was so tight, so moist. I unbuckled her seatbelt and pulled her over into my lap as I proceeded to finger her, whispering in her ear that I’ve been watching her. She looked at me in amazement and partially scared. I told her it was going to be alright. I pulled my fingers out of her, tasting her sweet young juices. I pulled my pants down exposing my dick and told her to straddle me as I inserted myself in her.

I grabbed her hips and started pulling her up and down, watching myself go in and out of her. I proceeded to thrust into her as she bounced, enjoying herself. I told her I was going to fill her up with my cum and I did just that. After I finished she got out of the car, cum dripping down her legs. She thanked me for the ride and went inside. I got out of the car and went to my usual window spot to see what she was going to do. She went into her room and looked out the window, noticing me this time but she didn’t seem to care. She took her clothes off, me thinking she was going to change but she didn’t. Naked, she laid down in bed and licked her fingers, and started to touch herself. She would occasionally look over to make sure I was still watching. Finally when she was finished, she came over to the window and opened it, “same time tomorrow night?”

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