I had led quite a sheltered life, but my encounter with the window cleaner (posted 28th May 2013) made me realise how much of a turn on it was for me to let guys catch a sneaky flash when they thought I didn't realise they were looking. As I said in my previous posting, we live in the middle of no-where and there is virtually no chance of anyone (other than the window cleaner)copping an eyeful, so to get my kicks, when I'm out and about, I make a point of bending over into the boot of my car when loading up the shopping or accidentally needing to adjust my stocking tops, just for the thrill it gives me knowing my 'victim' is watching me, all pretty tame I know but it always makes me horny. About three months after I started doing this I came out of the supermarket one day and there were some older men (in their 60's or 70's) collecting for The British Legion,(I think) I put some money in their collection tin and when I accepted a stick on badge from the guy, he said Thank you and kissed me on the cheek, to be honest my first thought was 'you cheeky ole bugger' but I've always liked older men, although I have never had one quite as old as this guy, so I thought I'd give him a little treat and asked him to help me back to my car with the trolley, making out it had a wonky wheel and was difficult to push in a straight line, once we got to my car, he stood at the boot while I went to the drivers door to put my handbag into the passenger foot well, of course I had to reach over (which was what I'd planned) and also managed to hitch my skirt up slightly as well, so was able to show plenty of leg and of course a flash of stockings, I could almost feel his eyes burning into me from behind. When I went back to the boot nothing was mentioned about what he had just seen but I could tell he was a little flummoxed, we had a chat while I was loading my bags into the car and I found he lived in the next village to me, by now I was feeling a little naughty and at every opportunity I was giving him a glimpse of leg or cleavage whilst making out I was oblivious to the fact. There's only so long you can take putting bags into a boot so after a few minutes the tease was over and I went on my way. A week or so later I ran into the same guy in the library, after a chat and the odd flash as and when I could, I offered him a lift home, which he accepted. I was wearing quite a tight denim skirt and as any woman will tell you, climbing up into a 4x4 in a tight skirt is almost impossible unless you hitch it up to allow you to open your legs wide enough to get in, of course normally I would then pull it down again but I had the devil in me and decided to leave it where it was so as to give my new friend a proper eyeful, the journey to his bungalow was only short but I don't think he looked out of the window once, his eyes were glued to my legs encased in my black lace topped stockings, I was getting so turned on having him ogling me and could feel myself getting wet, so when he invited me in for a cup of tea I couldn't get out the car quick enough even though I never drink the stuff! He didn't pounce on me as soon as the front door closed, which I put down to his age, I find older men much more chivalrous, he actually did make tea and we spent about half an hour chatting during which the subject came around to sex, to my disappointment he then told me he was unable to get an erection anymore and was in fact 78 years old! However, he told me he could still appreciate a woman's body and even though he wasn't able to have full sex, he would be more than happy to appreciate mine whether that was just watching me tease him or if I was willing he would satisfy me in other ways, anyway nothing happened that afternoon and to cut a long story short it was agreed I would go back to his the following week. The next Wednesday I called at his bungalow to be met by his Black Labrador who in true dog style stuck his nose straight between my legs when I walked in, he apologized, to which I replied it was no problem as it was only his way of saying hello, he then said he would like to be able to say hello in the same way, now, over the past week I had made up my mind to have whatever fun I could with Brian so answered back that maybe he could greet me in the same way, to my frustration still nothing happened and it was agreed I would do some housework for him and he could sit and watch, for the next few weeks I went to his and did everything he asked me to do, always fully clothed but in semi revealing outfits, coming away so turned on I almost jumped on hubby the minute he walked through the door. After about six weeks of sexual build up, but nothing happening, I had been dusting and doing general housework while he sat in his chair watching me, we were chatting away about anything and everything when he suddenly asked me to sit on the edge of his dining table, he then sat in the chair in front of me lifted my feet onto his knees, parted my legs reached between them and moved my white lacy knickers to one side, so (in his words) he could just enjoy looking at me, I thought I was going to cum right there without even being touched and could feel my juices running down between my arse cheeks and making my skirt damp beneath me, I was almost begging him to touch me, but he told me it would happen as and when he was ready, it was only a matter of minutes but it seemed like hours before he gently stroked me to orgasm before slowly cleaning me up with his tongue, it was over practically as soon as it had begun, he hadn't penetrated me with his fingers and he hadn't managed to get an erection, that afternoon I went home wanting more, which I got, but that's another story.................