I guess he wanted to really feel her nice knockers."Oh, you like these tits? You see, Alex, my boobs should be shared. You shouldn't have them all to ...ourself," she said.I didn't say anything to that. I didn't give her the satisfaction."Well, I agree with the lady," he put on the record.I just gave them both a dirty look and began pacing. I thought it would help, but nothing was going to help. I was just in a fucked situation, it was simple as that. Then he began moaning."Fuck!" he yelled.She. " Lose the panties!" I said.She opened her eyes and smiled. She stood and unhooked her bra, lettingit fall to the floor. Then she pushed her thong down over her hips. Icould swear that the sound of those panties hitting the floor was one ofthe loudest things I'd ever heard (although it may have just been thepounding of my heart.)One hand reached for her breast again, and the other reached between herparted legs. She began to masturbate as she stood there. As she gotcloser, she started to writhe. She was especially fascinated by my intense observation when she undressed in the evening to prepare for bed. Soon she seemed to linger a bit longer, fully nude, bending over with legs wide as soon as she noticed I looked at her by my binoculars. Her curiosity was mostly directed at the tent which often formed in my trousers while watching that rare bare blonde beauty.The smart teen told her folks she would like to watch the birds in those trees a bit better and asked binoculars for her. Maybe I hadn'tnoticed, but despite our lack of sexual intercourse, she still like tofeel my body. Cuddling close to me when watching movies, pressing herbreasts into my back, spooning in bed when waking up, or just a softtouch with her hand, all of these now put me on guard to be sure shesomehow didn't feel the hard metal wrapped around my cock. Slipping inand out of the shower, getting dressed for work, or putting on ourworkout gear for a walk, every chance opportunity, I had to be aware ofher.