I patiently wait for him to appear in front of his window for the past sixty days he has not been late.. I waited for him to sit in his leather lounge chair, dress in only his beautiful caramel skin,his six pack, his neatly trim gold tee and black silk boxers. Finally he appears , greets me with a wink and a kiss. He preps me with a preview of how strong his dick is. He takes a white towel covers it and begin to do dick curls. After several repetitions he removes the towel, shows me the bottle of baby oil and let's it coat his stick, He blows a kiss to me, for he knows I would never have the heart to come over and do the things I am thinking. I am good girl and for right now I love to watch Mr. Ten and a Half.
His window is right across from mine and every night I see him, he keeps his blinds and curtains open, his sleeps in the nude and my God his body is incredible. He is by far the finest man on the block when you see him he is dressed in a three piece suit and dress shoes. He carries his laptop carry on and into his BMW he goes. He never speaks to anyone but me the big girl, the shy girl of the block. Many of women desire him and he walks past them but whenever we cross path it is I he speaks to. He greets me with a big ass smile and his baritone voice said, "Good morning."
He winks at me I giggle like a teenage girl. I reply, "Good Morning Mr. Ten and half ." He opens his door ,"Be at your bedroom window usual time."
He is my form of therapy and my relaxation . If I had the heart I would go over and touch it, taste it and let him fill me up. The length was discovered when he took out the ruler and place it next to his massive caramel stick. I glared and never knew a man's caramel stick could be so damn pretty. The sign he tape to the window was the measurement indeed ten and a half inches. That how he was don the name Mr. Ten and half.I think to myself tonight I'll l get sexy for him. I put on my beautiful peach negligee, I put on my sexy diamond studs , my black patent leather hills with the butterfly on the back it makes my thick legs look so sexy. My hair full of curls cascade all over my face. This complete stranger who only speaks to me in the morning and at night strokes his long dick until fluid spills out all over his hand.
I love watching a man pleasure himself, it is the most beautiful moment a woman can witness seeing a man take himself to that level. I watch it multiply in size and grow to it's full length. I love to see that purple vein pulsate and from that huge mushroom head erupt with his lava. The way his eyes roll in the back of his head and his body shutters. The beads of sweat form on his head, he sticks out his tongue and as it flows. The good girl side of me is honoring the rule I can look but don' touch. I have no clue what his name is so I affectionately call him , " Mr. Ten and a half."
I look at my clock and it's 12:45 am and he is on time. He has on navy blue boxers tonight, he blows a kiss and lick his lips. He surprises me by opening the window and he said, "You look stunning tonight."
I blush and finger my curls and cross my leg to suppress the juices flowing. I watch as this monstrous dick fall out of his boxers oily and slick. He places his hand on the head and strokes it twice I hear the sounds of it swishing in his hand from all the lubrication.
"Mr. Ten and Half would love the pleasure of meeting you. He promises it will be worth your while."
My heartbeat was now beating out of control., this was just suppose to be a my way of watching a handsome man bring himself pleasure nothing more at least I thought. I clear my throat and swallow.
" I would rather watch you." He continues stroking and he asks,
"What your name?" I clear my throat, " Ms. Brown." He bites his lips as moans my name, " Ms.Brown . please come over and watch."
"I can't. I want to but I can't." The size of his head swells and drips of his jism coats the head. He moans, " Ms. Brown come on Mommy please come over."
What will Ms. Brown do? Will she meet up with Mr. Ten and half or will she just continue to watch. Find out Next week on Butterfly Chronicles.
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