I've been watching you, fantasising about you're soft, warm skin against my body. I've been thinking about what it would be like to kiss every inch of your body, tease you in every way possible, and hear you beg for more. I've been dreaming about hearing you plead with me and cry out for me to fuck you. Tonight was one of these nights, and tonight my dreams and fantasies came true...
I climbed the tree outside your bedroom as I had done many times before. I watched as you completed your nightly routine. You walked into the en-suite and switched on the light, you never closed the blinds. You probably had no idea that anyone would be watching you. You unzipped your mid-thigh pencil skirt and let it drop to the floor in a heap. You stepped out of the circle it had created and walked over to the toilet, here you placed your left foot on top of the toilet seat and carefully rolled down your stocking, slowly you revealed your bare thigh and calf to me. You repeated this action on the right leg. You unbuttoned your white shirt and it gracefully dropped to the floor as you shrugged back your small shoulders. Your bra, as always, was the next item you removed. Your nipples became erect at the sudden contact of the cool air, small and dainty just like the rest of your perfect body. You walked to the sink and opened the bathroom cabinet. You took out the tooth brush, tooth paste and face-wash. I watched as you cleansed away the day, you completed rubbing in the moisturiser as you walked back into your bedroom and turned off the bathroom light.
Your panties were the final item you removed, as always. You revealed to me the neat strip of pubic hair as you pulled them down your lovely legs. You looked so beautiful stood there, naked and clean. I could only imagine then how you smelled, and I imagined it to be a wonderful smell like no other woman's. you walked over to the chest of drawers, your beautiful bottom wiggling with every step, and opened the top draw. You took out a silk and lace negligee, you always wore something like this to bed even though I had never seen a man enter your bedroom. Sometimes I would fancy that you knew I was there and was making all of this effort for me. You slipped the sexy garment over your perky breasts and covered your bottom from view. You turned the light off and vanished from view. This always happened at exactly eleven o'clock from Sunday to Thursday. I hadn't had enough tonight, I needed more. I needed to fulfil my fantasies. I needed to have you. I climbed down from the tree and stood still at the trunk for a few minutes, pondering how to enter your house.
One of the basement windows was ajar and I managed to fit through it some how, and I didn't make a noise. I couldn't believe that I was in! I was in your house. I quietly made my way up the basement stairs and opened the door at the top. This lead me into your kitchen. I wandered through to the dining room and turned another corner and found the bottom of the stairs. I looked up toward the landing; I had been very excited at this point and needed to calm my nerves. I stood there and took a few deep breaths, composing myself. I slowly walked up the soft carpeted stairs and was soon on the landing. I knew exactly where your room was and made my way to your bedroom door.
