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She appeared in the clothes she had been wearing when he’d met her on the bus. Her interview suit. A clever, grey and white herringbone two piece with a white blouse and black heels, not hugely tall heels, court shoes, clever and company like. She walked to the window and drew one of the blinds – his heart sank – then she looked straight at his window – and drew it back.

She raised a finger to her lips as if to say “don’t tell” and pointed that same finger in his direction. Jamie nodded in agreement although as his lights were out he wasn’t sure she could even see him. She retreated into the room effectively narrowing the angle of view from any other house than his. Jamie could see, no other neighbours could. Whatever was gonna happen was gonna happen just for him.

The tailored jacket came off first. She went to the armoire, took out a hanger, slipped the jacket off and hung it up. Then she turned her back to him, bent ever so slightly forward, put both hands behind her back and unclipped, then very slowly unzipped her skirt. This was simply the most erotic thing Jamie had ever seen or experienced and his cock was already harder than it had ever been in his whole life, he didn’t dare touch it.

She didn’t drop the skirt, she stepped daintily out of it revealing ivory silk french Knickers and flesh coloured stockings held up by a garter belt. “Oh my God” Jamie whispered. She hung the skirt with the jacket and returned them to the armoire then turned to face him and started to unbutton her blouse. So slowly. So very, very slowly. Her face was blank as she stared straight at him. She never winked an eye or blew a kiss or made or coquettish move. She just undressed.

The final button was popped and she took off the blouse, took out a hanger and hung it in the armoire. The bra Jamie had glimpsed on the bus matched the rest of her lingerie, ivory silk. Stunning. She was slim and curvy and wonderful and he could detect a slight shadow at the front of her knickers which meant a lady garden and just thinking about that made his cock slightly spasm. She turned her back to him and both her hands went to the clasp in the middle of her back.

As it gave she slowly turned to face him and then he just stood up. He didn’t know why. He made sure his pyjamas went down and he just stood up to show her, maybe in his teenage brain to offer her, his uncontrollable enormous hard on. Her face cracked. She grinned as she dropped the bra. Then she reached out an arm, the light was gone and so was she. Thats when Jamie put a hand on his cock, rubbed it once and exploded all over his homework.

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