It all began one day when I spotted that my neighbour had a water leak. The tank in their loft had a slow trickle of water coming from their overflow pipe and needed looking at quickly before it caused any real damage to their house. I took it upon myself to go round and let them know while I remembered about it. I tried ringing their front door bell, but as I couldn't hear it ring I wondered if it was actually working or not. So I decided to wander around their house to the back door. It being a bungalow and all on the one floor I had to pass their bedroom window.
Imagine my surprise to see my neighbour's wife Rebecca laid on what I thought was a spare bed with her legs wide apart and her fingers working overtime in her pussy to bring her to some sort of satisfaction. I must have stood there peering in the window for at least several minutes as her fingers played with her very nice looking wet pussy. I noticed that her eyes were tightly shut and her face was contorted as she reached a self made orgasm. I ducked below the bedroom window just before she opened her eyes and caught me. I now crept back to my own house after deciding that I would let her know about her leak later on in the evening.
Now Rebecca is a very attractive woman in her late thirties. She had looked after herself and could give a lot of much younger women a run for their money that's for sure. She had long dark hair and blue eyes that went along with her long sexy legs and firm ass. Her tits though were her best assets for sure, they must have been at least a thirty-six DD and she stood at around five foot ten in her stocking feet.
I was soon back home and found myself all excited at what I had just been watching, so I went to my own bedroom to have a play and jerk myself off. I had waited a little over an hour before I had the nerve to return to Rebecca's front door again and tried ringing her doorbell again. This time I heard it and within a minute she answered the door and I explained that she had a leak and suggested that her husband take a look at his as soon as possible to prevent any water damage. Rebecca informed me that her hubby was away for the next few days and said that when he got back home she would let him know about the leak in the loft.
I hadn't realised that her husband Tom wasn't at home, so I took it upon myself to suggest that if she wished that I could have a look at it, as it may be that it just needed the ball cock to be adjusted. Rebecca gratefully accepted my offer and while I went to get a few tools she said she would open the loft hatch for me. On my return the hatch was open and the left ladder was already pulled down for me. There was even a torch in the loft that Rebecca had turned on for me. I had no need for my own torch that I had fetched along with my tools. I was soon up the ladder and into the loft to look for the problem.
The ball cock valve was out of adjustment and was also pretty furred up but I managed to bend the metal ball cock shaft enough to stop it leaking. It was only a temporary fix but it would give her husband time to affect a permanent leak before things got any worse. As I was getting own from the loft I turned the torch off and parked the ladder against the wall. As I handed the torch back to her Rebecca informed me that she needed something else looked at. I was now led into the spare bedroom where they had a computer set up and some other equipment. Rebecca flicked the switch for the computer on then used the mouse to navigate through a program that turned out to be linked to four different cameras.
I could see a view of their front garden as well as two of the rear garden and the final camera was of the path that came down the side of their bungalow. I was a bit surprised as I wasn't aware that they had any security cameras. As I stood there watching, Rebecca clicked something onto the screen and it brought up a menu and she clicked on various places around her home then I was watching a replay of the path down the side of the bungalow. Suddenly I appeared and stood for what must have been almost five minutes or so watching through the bedroom window before ducking down below the window.