Every Morning I Could See Her Iron Her Clothes Through Her Curtains

I set my alarm early because it was winter and I wanted to let my

truck warm up before I jumped into it. Where my truck was parked was

the bonus of this situation. I noticed the bedroom light go on as it

was still dark but the curtains were closed. I started the truck and

revved it a little when the living room light came on. The curtains

were parted about five inches and I could see straight through to the

kitchen. I sat still in the truck and let it idle. I saw a white

housecoat flash by. I hoped it was a chick I thought absentmindedly

rubbing my cock. I could see eye level into her apartment and if she

came to the window she could see down into the cab of my truck. There

she was in the kitchen making coffee. I remember cursing myself for

masturbating already that morning. She wore only a white housecoat

and I could see her legs just barely above her couch. She set up an

ironing board and began ironing facing me directly. In my mind the

belt of her housecoat is coming undone and it's falling open to reveal

tiny white lace panties and a lacy bra. I'm aware of my surroundings

as I begin to masturbate slowly savouring the opportunity. I make no

secret of myself watching her but she pays no heed. She irons her shirt

and I'm masturbating like crazy hoping she'll look up. I came quickly

and put it away and drove off to work.

I fantasized all day about that and jerked myself off as soon as I got

home and all night thinking about the next morning.

I got up at the same time after a restless night. I resisted the

morning jerk and put on my sexiest pair of panties thinking I would

change out of them before going to work. I went out to start the truck

and had a really good look around for unexpected visitors observing me

and what I was going to do. Her curtains were parted but her

lights were still out as I started the truck. I revved it and then let

it idle and her light came on as if I woke her up. My woody was raging

already. I opened my button fly jeans all the way and I was stroking it

gently under the panties when her living room light came on and she

appeared into my view. The same white housecoat, coffee and ironing

board. I was so exposed. If only she would look up I thought as she

looked up to see me. All she could see though from where she was was

my upper torso behind the steering wheel. She would have to come to

the window to see my panties. I was so ready to come. I wanted her to

see but I didn't want to be crudely overt. She looked down to her

ironing as I came. I waited a short time for a reaction but she didn't

seem to have seen me yet. I cleaned up and went to work with the

panties on still.

I made it safely home and fantasized again all night

about the chick downstairs.

Well I was totally happy about this new routine and looked forward to

it every morning. I would warm the truck up for forty minutes

sometimes before I came. I was always super wary of the angles of view

and potential surprises by passersby. There was a patrol car once that

gave me a heart attack and an occasional jogger but it was way too

early for most people. She would iron in her white housecoat while

sipping coffee and I would masturbate hoping for her to catch me

everyday for about a month. Occasionally I would bring my vibrator and

let it make me cum while watching her but it was too noisy even with

the truck running. She was pretty hot and she gave me the same show

every day ironing in front of the open window she never let on that

she knew I was there though.

I could tell she was peeking at me one day first through the bedroom

and then through the livingroom window. I was vibrating down my pantleg

though and had no panties and decided not to be too obvious but I came

while she was looking at me. That was good but I had to sneak back to

my apartment because I got cum all over my jeans.

If she saw me I can't tell because the routine continues as if nothing

happened. I would lay back in my seat and close my eyes whenever I

thought she was going to look or peek out her window. But she'd just

iron.

So one morning she's already up and halfway through her ironing when

I start the truck. I'm wondering if I'm late as I quickly get my cock

out. I lay my seat back and expose my panties as much as possible.

She's done ironing before I'm fully erect. She glances up before she

disappears and as she looks into my eyes I know she knows. I'm closing

my eyes as I imagine her standing behind her curtain furiously rubbing

her pussy while watching me masturbate under my lacey white panties.

I'm totally lost in fantasyland when I open my eyes. Her lights have

gone out and I'm sure that she's standing there just behind the

curtain. I'm as exposed as ever and my hand is stroking ever faster

toward orgasm.

Just as I'm about to come I catch a flicker of movement

out of the corner of my eye. Then in my rearview she approaches my

side and comes towards my door. I can't stop the orgasm

as as she gets closer. I want her to see me cum but she walks slowly

past my window and towards the car beside my truck and sticks her key

in the door. The first gush splashes out through my panties to land on

my jacket as she turns and opens her door. I rolled down my window

and said good morning as my orgasm subsided. She said hello back to

me as she sat down while I rubbed the last of my come out into the

panties just below her line of sight. I could only wonder if she saw

as she drove away.