Ask Mr. Wood to help wash your back

"Do you think you could wash my back?" You ask.

You wait for an answer for a few seconds. Mr. Wood mutters something.

His rough hands thrust through the part in the shower curtain and into the stream of water coming from the shower. You peek through the curtain and smile when you see, true to his word, he has closed his eyes and averted his gaze.

"Here's the soap," you say and place the bar of soap in his waiting hands. "Work up a good lather for me."

He complies, rubbing the bar of soap between his hands and beginning to work up a white foamy lather. While he is doing that you push aside the red curtain covering the window. It looks directly into the shower and you are both surprised and pleased when you see that it peers into Dan and Maria's bathroom window next door.

Through the window you can see Maria, her dark hair loose at her shoulders, dressed only in a bra and panties. The petite woman is very fit and her smooth skin is pale. Her breasts are small, but she has chosen a black bra that accentuates her bust and hip-hugging boyshorts that make her ass look amazing. Maria is facing a mirror in her bathroom and brushing her teeth, so you can only see her in profile.

You watch her brushing her teeth, looking sexy doing the most mundane thing, and you unconciously begin to slide your hand down your flat stomach to the waxed mound of your pussy. Just brushing your clit with your finger sends a thrill of pleasure radiating up your body. Your other hand reaches up through the water cascading off your body and begins to pinch and tug on one of your little pink nipples.

"I think I've got a good lather going," Mr. wood says over the sound of the running water.

"Mmmmm," you reply, rubbing your fingers up and down the swelling lips of your pussy.

You bend towards the window, thrusting your ass back towards the part in the shower curtain. Your firm ass bumps into Mr. Wood's soapy hands and your pussy buzzes with pleasure again as you stroke it with your practiced fingers.

"Ummmmm," Mr. Wood hesitates.

"Oh, you silly old man," you cry.

You push your ass back against his soapy hands until you feel your tight butt escape the water and pass into the warm air of the bathroom.

"H-hey!" Mr. Wood cries with surprise.

"Mr. Wood," you wiggle your ass at him, "do you think I called you in here to wash my back? Really?"

"Um-um," he stammers.

You tap on the glass of the window with your fingertip. Maria spits into the sink and washes her mouth out with a cup of water. You tap again.

"Don't just stare at it, Mr. Wood," you advise him, wiggling your ass again.

You rub your pussy a little more insistently and thrust a finger into your steaming hole. With your other hand you tap the window yet again. Finally, Maria looks in your direction. She steps over to the window and peers out at you. When her eyes meet yours you blow her a kiss and squeeze one of your big breasts in your hand.

Her eyes go wide, but she doesn't step away from the window.

"Joy, I can't, we've got to stop-"

"Mr. Wood!" You cry with frustration.

You look back over your arched, water-splashed back at the man. He's struggling, and failing, to avert his gaze from your firm ass cheeks thrust almost straight into his face.

"Mr. Wood, you're ruining my fun," you stop rubbing your pussy and reach back to your ass. "Now, be a good neighbor and help a girl out."

You pull your ass cheeks apart, exposing your puckered pink asshole and the puffy lips of your tight little teenage pussy.