I generally like being home on
leave, though I sometimes get bored. I’d been home almost
two weeks. I was really bored. I decided to take a walk in the woods.
The woods had been one of my favorite places as a kid. It was smaller
than I remembered it to be. Before long, I came across the river.
It wasn’t much of a river at this time of year. They hadn’t
had much rain this summer. Some kids had knocked down a few dead
trees to make a bridge. I crossed over and wandered along the riverbank.
It was a hot day but it felt good to be using my body again. I walked
along the river for about ten minutes before I saw the fence.
On a whim, I approached the fence using all my woodland stealth
training. It was a fun little exercise, proving how quiet I could
move on a wooded hill. When I reached the fence, I smiled at the
knothole. It was a bit closer to the ground than I remembered. Crouching
down I put an eye to the hole, for old time’s sake. A jolt
of electricity shot up my spine when I realized I was looking at
Shirley! She was stretched out beside the lake, reading a book.
Her bikini didn’t hide much of her shapely form. She had nice
round tits, not too big, not too small. Her long legs were still
well muscled, her belly still flat and, yes, her red hair was still
beautiful. I adjusted my crouch to a stable squat. She was, once
again, the prettiest girl I ever saw. My awe struck crush came back
to me in full force. When she put down the book and stretched her
sleek body I watched her pussy mound press against the crotch of
her bikini bottoms. She lay back down with her eyes closed and her
legs spread. My childhood fears threatened to overwhelm me. I was
just about to get going when her hand reached down and stroked her
pussy mound through her bikini bottoms. I froze.
She rubbed her mound a few times
and then unhooked her bra. Her tits were white and round
with delicate pink circles around her nipples. I could
feel the twinges between my legs and knew my cock was
getting hard. She put a finger in her mouth and then
put the wet finger on a nipple, rolling it around, making
it swell into the size and shape of a pencil eraser.
She wet her finger again and did the same with the other
nipple. Her nipples weren’t the only things getting
swollen and hard, I began rubbing my crotch, feeling
the stiff dick inside my pants. Outdoor Voyeur story
continues in gallery 2
