I never noticed this thing. I also watched the bedroom light of my wife (next room in the row) being on. Since there was no light in my room, I was in...the dark. I got suspicious, and peeded through the window of my wife’s bedroom, and saw her completely naked, changing her dress, and the boy was watching it so attentively that he seemed to have no sense.I thought,this could be un intentional.But it repeated almost every evening.By now I was sure, she used to enjoy being watched by the boy.After. Valerie adjusted her grip on the collar of the robe. "Well," she said, "I guess you'd better come in. I'll put something on." She stood aside to let him pass her on the stairs, then took a quick glance outside to see if anyone had been watching. As she closed the door she said, trying to be casual, "I thought you worked on Saturdays."Richard looked down at her from the top of the stairs. "Only half a day most of the time. If there's a lot of work, I stay. But there wasn't anything today, so I. Roger thought that was a good idea so they drove down the highway to Charlotte and spent the afternoon shopping.It was a good distraction for Dave and, after they ate supper in Charlotte, they drove back to the golf course and checked the leader board. Dave was in second place one stroke behind O'Mahoney who had shot an unbelievable sixty-seven in the wind. Most of the other golfers had shot much higher scores and the closest player to Dave was now five strokes behind him. It looked very much. So I took her in my arms and started kissing her and at the same time unbuttoned her top. She started working on my belt and unfastening my pants. To make things easier I got up and got out of my pants and underwear and she was stripping off her clothes. She stared wide eyed at my cock which was already hard because I hadn't been home or with a woman for over a week. He was also pointing at my cock and saying something in French which I am guessing was that he had never seen one that big.