It's quiet, the air is still. He wishes there was some noise coming from the neighboring houses but he's also grateful that there is not. He doesn't want to be discovered. He must not be found out. He creeps silently up the walkway, between the over grown hedge. he hears her humming softly to herself. She's alone. He knows this because he watched her husband drive away in his car.
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He's been watching for some time now and knows her routine. She'll undress in the garden protected from prying eyes by the overhanging ivy and the loose leafed shrubs. She's protected from everyone but him. She doesn't know he's been there many times before. She doesn't know she has a secret admire that spies on her from the walkway.
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His breath grows heavy as her body comes in view. A soft click comes from the cam he's carrying. An almost silent whir and whine sounds louder then he ever imagined as the cam begins to record.
She doesn't know it, but she's sexy to him. She turns him on. Her hand brushes a stray hair from her eyes as a hand slips down to the front of her dress.
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Slowly, as if she enjoys the erotic touch of her own hand, she caresses her body, the heat from the sun combined with the risk of tanning in the woods excites her.
His heart pounds, and he's sure she will hear.
Her head turns to the side and he catches his breath. His body deathly still. The cam continues to record.
It's only a small bird thats caught her attention.
He sighs and gets more comfortable, resting his hip on the side of the fence. She resumes unbuttoning her dress, her lacy white bra is viable now and he can see the matching panties come into view. The dress slips down. He watches intently as it clears her thighs and smoothly she steps free from it 's restrictions.
It's obvious she loves the freedom that nakedness brings. A small smile escapes her lips and long lovely fingers caress the bared skin. Without further delay she unclasps the bra and her sweet titties fall free.
He zooms in on the nipple of her right breast and wishes silently he could suck it.
It's sneeky he knows. But this woman is so beautiful, so erotic in the way she moves.
He feels the stirring in his pants and reaches down to open his fly. Small drops of sweat form on his brow. She's reaching down, her hands slide between the fabric of her panties and her soft white skin.
He fumbles with the cam, but recovers quickly without a sound. The fabric is clearing her thighs and he can see the globes of white flesh. Her ass is amazing, so soft but firm. Her back his to him and he delights in watching her body move slightly from side to side.
He waits patiently, ever so quietly knowing her next routine. He can hardly wait...
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The background music in the gym covers his approach as he slides into the change room to watch her dress.
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