Watch silently

Mrs. Crawford carefully sets the towel on the bathroom counter, and begins fiddling with her blouse. She seems unaware that you are watching her from the corner of your eye. You close your eyes, and rinse the shampoo from your hair.

Upon reopening your eyes, you notice that she has completely undone her blouse. She is now holding her chest with her eyes shut as if she is caught up in a dream. You continue letting the water wash over your neck and shoulders as she begins to squeeze her small breasts through her bralette, which barely covers her aroused nipples. Your cock stirs to life as her voice quivers. She opens her eyes, and you avert your gaze to avoid suspicion. You grab a handful of body wash, and begin to rub and lather it across your entire body. Each time she lets out a quiet whimper, you feel yourself grow harder. It is getting hard to hide your erection. You wonder if she sees it.

Carefully, you turn slightly with your cock in hand in attempts to cover it, hoping to get another glimpse of what your neighbour is doing to herself. You discover that she now has one hand slipped into her bralette to play with her nipple, and the other hand is wandering down her delicate belly. Her eyes are on you, but they are focused on your lower half. Mrs. Crawford is now sliding her hand across the front of her wet leggings. She must be damp inside and out, you think to yourself.