Watching Brandy in Toronto
November 25, 2017
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by stevenmaturin
I moved into the condo about a year ago. I loved being close to work and my wife and I loved giving up the commute. The condo was large enough, but what sealed the deal for me were the views both long and short. In the distance the lake, a view not likely to be obscured, it wasn't lakeshore but I love long views. The short view, actually just across the street, provided a veritable cornucopia of delightful sights and indulge in my particular perversion. I like to watch.

Although I'm married, I'm also a watcher - a voyeur. No. I'm not creeping folks, but if you choose to disrobe in front of your window or prance about in your altogether, I'm hoping I catch you and I'll be watching. But, really for me, the disrobing part is not as interesting as just watching folks go about their business.

In the interest of full disclosure, my favourite all time film is Rear Window. Not only is Grace Kelly off-the-hook stunningly gorgeous but the notion of watching folks go about their mundane and occasionally dramatic and exciting lives has always fascinated me. After years of suburban living this was a huge and very welcome change of scenery.

Some evenings when home alone in the winter, I'll turn off the tube, and the lights and position my Eames chair in front of my floor to glass windows and cupping a fine glass of brandy, savour the smells and sights that are revealed.

Most evenings frankly, are drop dead boring. A lot of folks go to black immediately drawing drapes, blinds upon arrival. I've seen some hotties tumble home late evening, tearing and stumbling in the throes of passion with some lucky dude. Then the lights go out. I've also seen the old pasty dude jerking off, eyes glued to his telescope. And you move along.

By in large, it's all just about folks going about their life. Some are showers, some not, others don't seem to care. I try to keep it in perspective, how often does some hot babe drag you into submission immediately upon arrival, demand you fuck her in front of your floor to glass windows. And fuck me, but you better say less that once in a gazillion years!

I'd bought a large telescope that normally was pointed skyward. I'd also bought the hi-res camera setup so that I could record any interesting celestial bodies I discovered on my 50" HD TV should I need to review any black holes and other such discoveries. I'd tossed a few astronomy books about to make the whole set-up seem more legit to guests. Fact is, my true interests was more terrestrial based.

Of course, I have a few go-to views. I nicknamed them Alice, Brandy and Cookie.

Alice never closed her drapes. Never. When I've caught her coming home I noticed she pretty much starts to undress at the door. She has a fantastic body and she is quite happy to prance about in bra and panties pretty much all the time. Sometimes just panties. Nothing truly sexual has happened that I've caught but she is always such a joy to watch.

Brandy. Brandy was not always as adventurous as Alice. Occasionally, I'd see her in yoga attire - she worked out pretty much every morning in her nicely appointed living room. Women's bodies in motion are fantastic to watch. Near as I could tell Brandy lived alone. Typically, her condo was dark in evenings on the weekend. From my casual observations, I suspected she might have been some other lucky significant

Cookie. Full on hard core. Pretty much every weekend there was some poor boy drawn to her spidery lair. Fun to watch when she forgot the lights. Near as I could tell, this woman loved sucking cock. I'm pretty sure the displays were intentional, her eyes were always searching perhaps to catch a glimpse who was watching. Mostly, though, the lights went out as the action heated up, but the foreplay was fun to watch.

Of course, there were a few others and one would never know what show might be revealed on any given night.

............until one night..........

It all started just past sunset last Monday. My wife was away on business and I'd just arrived home from a late business dinner. I'd surveyed the tube; the usual drivel, so I pivoted my ancient Eames recliner and turned my gaze to see what as available in the hood. Usually, I was discreet with my gazing. I'd turn out the lights but this night, I'd already had the lights on and was too lazy to turn them off. Almost as if by faith Brandy's unit suddenly pooped into light. As always, she strode confidently home in her business suit, she dropped a gym bang and her purse by the door. I imagined her a banker, broker or some other biz type. Routine was the same, jacket off, tossed casually on the sofa. Next, she the that thing only women can, her arms she pulled her dress over her head, sorting her hair out with a casual shake. You could tell she this was a ritual where she was slowly peeling of the day and putting the day behind her.

Now she was in all her glory in a delightful pink lace bra and panties ensemble with stay-up stocking. She was, near as I could tell, oblivious to my observations. She kicked her heels off as she made her way to her bedroom. Once there, she casually peeled of her bra, cupping her delightfully perky breasts appreciatively.

Wait!!. Wait! Did she just pull her nipples? FML!

Facing the window, and gazing out, perhaps scanning who was watching, she pushed down her bikini panties mid-thigh revealing a delightfully smooth pouty mons. Now, I moved my telescope in for a closer look. She gazed down, inspecting her perfectly shaved quim, smoothing what was probably already perfectly tongue-test smooth. She picked at some impossibly invisible lint only women can see, but the act, so sensual. I love how women can do that! Next she dragged her middle finger deeply between her lips, my lens caught the subtle bending slightly deeper and bringing her finger to her lips, tested the result. She smirked, satisfied, and then suddenly looked directly in my direction and then looked away.

The panties now dropped to her feet. She stepped out of them, then picked them up, inspected them closely as she moved sensually back to her living room. As she moved between rooms she cupped them in her hand and appeared to inhale their scent, satisfied she tossed them casually aside.

FML! Nearly fell off my chair. What I wouldn't give to smell those! And then, again, very deliberately and more slowly this time, she looked directly in my direction. Smiled shyly, bit her lip then turned away briefly. Turning back, my telescope eye locked directly with hers and she gave me the two finger, one finger - I'm watching you - signal.

FUCK! I'd forgotten the lights! Immediately, I reached up and snapped the table light off, plunging my apartment into darkness. Well mostly darkness. I looked again and she was laughing, still doing the watching you signal only reversed now as if to say, "Watch this you perv," and then changed the signal to the universally understood "fuck off."

Now totally nude she turned her back to my view. Her back view was even more sensual than her front. She begin with some standing full body stretching and seemed to savour the way that the tension of her day melted away. Next, she lay flat out on the floor with her arms stretched up over her head and begin to roll her hips from side to side. As I was a floor above, I got to savour how her hip bones sprung into shadow and out. I stood up and moved closer to the window. My common sense told me now I was moving out of shadow and into full view of not only Brandy but also any of my fellow pervs looking in my direction. Oh well.

Brandy now, slowly drew herself up into a sitting position with her legs pulled against her chest and spun a quarter turn on her ass so she was now facing me directly. I stood frozen as did she. My breath short. My cock was now hard.

After a pause, she stretched her legs out and looking directly in my eyes or, so it seemed,she spread them wide as she stretched her arms forward and lowered her upper body first over one leg and then over the other. Each time she this she allowed her hands to linger and trace patterns up and down each leg and across her bare cunt. She looked up and smirked in my direction. She then slowly made the slow hand job motion and pointed directed as me.

My cock strained. WTF I thought, I undid my belt, unzipped and lowered my pants and drawers. I was now bare ass naked in my front window starting across the street at my tormentor.

Brandy got on her knees facing away from the window. Her knees were together on the floor, her back arched so that her ass was high and spread, her chest flat on the ground. She raised her head and looking across it looked like she mouthed, "Do you like looking at my cunt and perfect ass." She smiled again.

Then I saw her mouth: "Do you like this? Do you like the way my ass and pussy is wide open for you? Do you want to see me play with my pussy? Do you want me to finger my cunt for you?" She raised her arm in a slow stoking motion signalling me to keep stroking.

Her fingers begin to move in and out of her now obviously soaked cunt I could see her breath was becoming heavier. I was now keeping pace, stroking my cock to her count.

The finger count increase to three, Her pussy was now glistening in the low light.

Suddenly she stopped and crawled over to the gym bag she dropped earlier. Reaching in with her drenched hand she extracted a large purple cock and balls dildo with suction cup base. Sashaying her awesome ass on her hands and knees, back to the window and center stage with the tip held obscenely in her mouth she stopped in front of the glass. Smiling directly at me, she spit on the suction base and smacked in on the window; then proceeded to lick and suck it, all the while look at me directly.

"You wanna fuck me?" she mouthed, then slowly rotated her ass to the glass again. Looking over her shoulder, "That's it keep stroking that nice hard cock."

Ass to glass she reached between her thigh trapping the purple cock and guided it to her wet fuck hole. Once aimed, properly she slowly at first pushed back, arching her back as she bore the full length. Her cunt juices squeezed out over her lips as she drove the monster balls deep. Her right hand now began a slow stroke directly her mons. At the same time the rhythm of her backward thrusts a against dildo increased. Her head drooped, her chest now on the floor. She continued to grind against the purple cock in long sensual and ever increasing strokes.

Now she was balls deep and visibly lost in the throes of pleasure. Her right hand clawed at her breast, her left now furiously massaged her clit. All the while she was now furiously working the dildo in and out, juices we now dripping down her thigh. He passion was now so much that I though for sure she would pop the window!

Her mouth was now moving furiously, a scream perhaps. I was stoking myself hard now. "Oh yea you little cum slut, cum for me. Let me spray my hot load all over you"

She was now looking back at me furiously sawing ever harder on her dildo, I could see her mouth, "Do you like what you see....me on all fours.....with my ass up....fucking my dildo against the window...so hard...so fucking hard!"

Suddenly she collapsed, the dildo popped out and she sprayed the window with a fountain of girl cum. She collapsed on the floor and rolled on her back, her ass now in a puddle of her cum, her chest rising and falling to catch her breath.

Almost at the same time, my steam came to a head and I spayed cum all over the window.

And then behind me the lights to the condo snapped on.

"WTF DUDE! Did you just unload all over our windows?" Wife was home.

Just before I dove for cover I noticed Brandy had disappeared into shadow. Was that a laugh I saw?
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