"I noticed her never took his eyes of my exposed pussy while he spoke to me but he was finally forced to look away when he turned to leave."Don't go, ...'m just about finished, and don't worry - it was my fault for not snibbing the door, anyway. I'll be off in a minute and you can go." I had pulled some paper off the roll and was wiping myself as I spoke and Mike turned around and watched me finish, stand up and pull up my nickers and slacks. When I stepped to the basin to rinse my hands he was. I could still see her in the back of my mind but I was thinking shit I've never seen her before and probably well never see her again. Hit a couple blocks then stopped at the gas station to grab some h2o and gum. Walking out of the gas station I noticed that car again parked on side of me and instantly felt stupid. (Thinking to myself like [smack lips] you should have kept that corny shit to yourself now she about to blaze you, man I hope this not her). She was standing outside of her car like. It wasn't his house. Yet he sneaked his way over to her bed and dropped down to floor level alongside. He hoped this would make him less visible if she were to wake. He had been planning this all evening. His moment had arrived.And what a sweet bonus that she had just been fucking Dikesh. If only he knew what he had just walked away from. The bonus got better still. She was still naked. Terry could see that much from the moonlight shining in through the window above the bed. It highlighted her. She didn’t need to speak ‘words,’ for these sounds were enough, along with her body, which flowed even as she laid in one spot. I was hardly interested in how long I was there, but for those who need a time frame I will guess I was there for over a half hour or greater. This was not something that one could use an egg timer on. I felt privileged to be there, and I wanted to take all this in, memorize her, fill myself with her scents, tastes, textures, colors, photograph her with my eyes, so I.