I have a crush. He doesn’t know I have a crush though as I’ve kinda become stalkerish. Well, not kinda. Very stalkerish. As in I’ve been watching him change and live through a window. He has a tree by his bedroom that I found out that I can climb and have been watching him go through his night time routine for months now. Something was so naughty about watching him without him knowing and it always made my pussy so wet. I tried to balance myself against the trunk of the tree, my fingers sneaking under the waistband of my pants going towards my clit so I could orgasm as I watched him walk around in a towel, drying himself off. His body was so beautiful to me and his cock, even soft and unaware was amazing to me. I felt my breath shorten and my pussy gush as he dried his cock off, the rubbing giving him a light chubby. It was amazing and I felt so naughty. Then I felt like my balance was lost, I couldn’t catch the trunk with my hands as one was deep in my pants to play with my pussy and I fell from the tree!
Luckily, I landed on the soft dirt but I couldn’t remember if I screamed or not and my hand was still in my pants! I sat up, pulling my hand free and trying to catch my breath when the door swung open and crashed into the wall. “Who the fuck are you? And what were you doing?” he said, pointing a gun in my direction like I was a criminal. I put my hands up and picked myself up off the ground. I could see his eyes widen in surprise as he noticed that I wasn’t a creepy man but a rather young pretty girl. I saw a dangerous glint and a wicked smile. “Why don’t you come inside and we’ll talk about whether or not I’ll press charges for trespassing.” I felt a shiver of excitement and fear, unsure of what his plans would be and my pussy matched that conflict. Feeling cheated from it’s orgasm before.