When Sandra gets home from work, there's nothing she likes better than to strip off her stuffy business suit, lay back on her silk sheets, and slowly stroke herself to a terrific orgasm. And ever since she realized that the guy in the apartment across the way had been watching her in the dark, her favorite activity had just gotten that much better.

As soon as she got home, Sandra went straight from her door to her window, unbuttoning her blouse as she went. Not wanting to let him know that she was on to him, she pretended to look down into the courtyard of her apartment building while secretly confirming the presence of her voyeur out of the corner of her eye. She caught a flash from the lens of his binoculars and smiled to herself, feeling the sudden dampness in her panties.

With less control than usual, Sandra stripped out of her work clothes, casting them aside with a reckless disregard as she took her position on her bed, both hands working furiously at her massive natural breasts, stroking and lightly pinching the nipples until they were rock hard and stood erect in the warm room.

Just the thought of being watched was too much, and while she normally would have taken her time, Sandra found her hands already sliding down over her smooth, slim stomach towards her pretty pink hole. It was almost as if the impatience of the man across the way had taken over and was guiding her hands; she was both totally in control and completely at his mercy.

Sandra stroked her swollen clit in small circles, wincing because her arousal made it almost too stimulating. Her strokes growing faster and faster, she reached under her pillow for her favorite dildo to finish herself off. She found it, and the feel of its thickness in her hands was enough to make her start coming already. Shocked, she quickly plunged it into her wetness, wanting to get the most out of her orgasm.

As she thrust the thick toy into her slick hole over and over, Sandra's hips began to rock violently. Again, it was almost too much and where she normally would have pulled back, something forced her to keep going and she had soon soaked the window with a sudden surge of cum, more than she had ever managed to produce before.

Panting furiously, trying to catch her breath, Sandra gazed lazily through the view distorted by the dripping liquid and thought she caught a glimpse, just for a fleeting moment, of someone waving.