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I would never cheat on my husband. I’ll start by saying that.  But as I get older – well, I have more of a need to satisfy my urges on my own.  He’s busy and not at home a lot.

I’ve also found that one of the things that turns me on more than anything is the possibility of being watched.  By anyone.  So, semi-public masturbation has become kind of a thing for me.

But I’ve found that more than anything, the possibility of being watched by someone hot and young – specifically one of my son’s friends – will make me come faster than anything else.  My son is in college but he still lives at home.  He has his own apartment over the garage and  he often brings home friends to play video games or study or just hang out.  And his friends are – well, appreciative of my body.

I’ve often caught them eyeing me up.

The living room window of his garage apartment overlooks the pool where I sometime spend my days off.  I love soaking up the sun’s rays.  And where I used to be afraid to go out there in anything more than a one piece, full coverage bathing suit, I am not quite comfortable lounging on the deck in the skimpiest of bikinis.

One day, my son had one of his friends over.  They were going to “chill” and play some games but they wanted to go and get some beer and munchies.  There were three of them and my son had his truck so two of them were going to go on a beer run while the other one stayed behind.

I caught him peeking at me from behind the curtains.  And I couldn’t resist putting on a little bit of a show for him.

At first I just made sure that the top of my bathing suit just barely covered my nipples.  There was lots of side cleavage for him to get a look at.  Then I pinched my nipples and rubbed at them through the fabric, making them stand up in  hard little point.  I peeked at the window.  He was still there.

I knew I should stop.  But I couldn’t.

My hand slid down into my bathing suit bottoms.  I was so hot and horny. I knew I was going to have to make myself cum now.  I grind my hips against my hand, letting a finger slip inside me.  As my hips rose and fell, I knew he was watching and that just made me wetter.  My clit rubbed against my palm as I slid another digit inside my wet hole.

Why did this turn me on so much?  I knew it was wrong to tease him but I also knew he was likely stroking his cock inside his sweat pants and that he was going to shoot a load if I kept doing what I was doing.

So I did.  I threw my head back, gyrated my hips and kept going until I exploded all over my hand.

Knowing full well that he was likely still watching, I raised my hand to my mouth and licked off my juices.

Is what I do mean? Should I stop?

Maybe, but I doubt I will.  It feels so good to be so bad!