Perverted Voyeur Neighbor: I See You Peeping Tom! And I love it!

Perverted Voyeur Neighbor.

For as long as I can remember I have enjoyed getting LOADS of attention. One could say I’m a bit of an exhibitionist. Ok, more like an extreme exhibitionist. I like being watched, all eyes on me, no matter the time or place. Odd I know, but for every flaunter, there is an ogler right around the corner (if I’m lucky.) My hometown was small and heavily religious. My pastor may have caught me on more than one occasion… skinny dipping in the baptismal fonts. Finally, the time came for me to move out on my own, and I knew just the place. Dannemora Village, NY. For every one hundred females age eighteen and over, there were six-hundred and eighty-two males. You’ve got to love the internet, in addition, a town heavily populated with ex-cons. I would be sure to find at least one perverted voyeur neighbor in this bunch.

I picked the PERFECT place.

There wasn’t a woman in sight! I had all of these eyes to myself for an entire block at least! This would be the summer of me coming out. The darkest of debutant balls and all the glory for little ol’ me! My body tingled while thinking about what I would do first and what perverted voyeur neighbor would catch me. Walking up to my new window-filled home,  the realtor hesitantly gave me my keys. He looked at me and asked one more time “Are you sure?” Grabbing my set, I slammed the door in his face with a smile.  “First thing is first, let’s open all these blinds!” I said to myself gleefully. I knew I had four main walls to work with, each giving me ample opportunity to find at least one peeping tom.

Getting one perverted voyeur neighbor was my first day’s goal.

Time to get undressed! It was summer after all. Most people would close a curtain, but not me! I was going deep-sea fishing and needed the best bait, myself! Ok round one…fan yourself while sitting naked in a chair right at that bay window. Any takers? I certainly did. Staring at the house across the street, I saw some movement. In true peeping tom fashion, he made sure to keep his distance, but I could see him hammering away at that cock right through that linen! Seemed like a perfect time for a good ol’ stretch. And just like that, round one was over, splat, right across his stained glass window.

Round two was in the making for a perverted voyeur neighbor.

Neighbor to my left, would you like to see me change this lightbulb, on a ladder…completely naked??? Too easy. Splat and next. On to round three, the neighbor across the yard. It seemed like a perfectly good time to wash the dishes… while topless…with all the lights on at night. He stared, I smiled, but suddenly he was the hunchback of Notre Dame, right into his trash can under the sink. We were off to a decent start but where was my SUPER PERV? I went to bed hoping the morning would bring more of this wood!

Ah, the morning shower, nothing beats it.

Except for someone else, beating it, right in the shower next door! This was no regular peeper! It was my one true perverted voyeur neighbor. He climbed onto a chair in the shower and showed me how it’s done. I could see everything. Full strokes all while having the creepiest smile you’ve ever seen. He even put one hand against the glass as if we were in the porn version of Titanic! Had I just met my perviest match? Only the future would tell…

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