She fought me for a second and then opened her legs. I quickly pulled her panties down and, in my haste, I accidentally tore her skimpy nightie before peeling that off her too. My hand found its way between her thighs and I nipped at the soft flesh there before roaming over her pussy.
“Oh, God, that’s fabulous,” she said.
“Oh, Vanessa,” I said. “You have no idea how much I’ve wanted to do that.”
She flipped on her bedside light and I could see how magnificent her body really was. I’d occasionally seen her naked, in and out of the bathroom, but had never really studied her before.
“What happened with Walter?” she asked, running her hands over my nipples before cupping a breast.
As if she didn’t know. I decided to keep her spying a secret. It turned me on thinking about her watching me.