It was hot outside--that much was obvious. Sweat beaded on his forehead, his arms, the small of his back as he bent and slid off his boots. God, he had a great ass. Rounded and firm looking—ripe for a good grab…. She slid up behind him, cupping his ass and nibbling him on the back of the neck. Miranda frowned and bit her lip, lowering the binoculars and leaning back in her chair, away from the window to relax a minute. Her clit throbbed. A pulse beat low in her belly, making her cleft moisten and slip as she shifted back to the window to watch him and this newest girl. They were kissing, leaning on the couch. He peeled his shirt off his muscled arms. She pulled her top up over her head, revealing a lacy black bra and tanned, heavy looking breasts. Miranda pinched her nipple, massaging her own small, achy breasts. It’d been so long since a man had touched her …. She moaned as her neighbor kissed the woman’s neck, rubbing her fingers down her own throat, imagining what it would feel like to have his lips there and lower.
