Feeling foolish, Honey stood up and went to the window and looked out. No one was there not even near the pool. Then, something caught her eye, and she leaned closer. The glass was open, and there was a moist glob of something on the screen. Honey touched it with her finger, then sniffed. Finally she put her tongue to it.

"Oh!" she gasped.

She had tasted semen.

But how? Someone had watched her but how?

Then she remembered the narrow ledge that ran around the building, perhaps two feet wide. Someone had found a way to get up there and peek into her window. Honey flushed with the realization that somebody, some man, had been watching her fuck herself with the rubber cock. But her embarrassment did not last long.

With a smile on her pretty face, Honey left the drapes open and crawled back to her bed. She turned her back to the window, her naked ass round and enticing. She drew one knee up and closed her eyes.

Let them look at me. I don't care! Ohhh, whoever it was jacked off and came against the screen. Well I hope it was as good for him as it was for me.

The next day was another restless one. Somehow she had managed to get a good night's sleep. She tried to keep busy, but there was hardly anything to do. She considered the park again, but decided against it.

Honey seldom missed a night trying to find something interesting to peek at. She enjoyed watching others. That one house drew her mind constantly. She found it terrifically exciting to know about that family. She knew something about them that no one else did.

She had watched them fucking and sucking each other, and she wondered how many other houses concealed such delicious secrets.

When night came, she was to get out of the apartment. Pulling on a tight sweater that molded and clung to her shapely, thrusting tits, then a wrap-around skirt that was held in place by only one button at the waist, she left the apartment. As she walked along the darkened streets, the wrap-around skirt would part and reveal most of her creamy smooth thighs. She wore no bra or panties, thinking it was becoming a habit now, a deliciously wicked habit.