Watching Cathy Some More - Bill's House Part II

  A few days after I spied on Bill's daughter Cathy, I called 
  him and asked him round for a drink. He took a rain check, and I caught him 
  the week after. We made small talk for about two hours until the bar cleared 
  a bit and we grabbed an empty table. I told him about my adventure after I 'left' 
  his place the previous week. He looked like he was about to pop a load right 
  there, mind you for that matter so was I. Bill said he had contemplated doing 
  that before, but its was too risky for him. I told him of my problems doing 
  it and that I wished I could do it with a camera. For a moment we started talking 
  about how he could help me do it, but then he backed off completely saying he'd 
  be in the doghouse if his wife caught either him or me. We left agreeing that 
  if an opportunity opened up Bill would call me.  
  
  A month later I was watching TV when I received a strange call. 
  It took a while for me to figure it out. The person calling called me Howard. 
  I tried to explain that I wasn't Howard but he just went on to say that him 
  and his wife were heading out for the evening. I stayed silent and he went on 
  to say that his daughter was staying behind. He then said he wished he had a 
  picture of tonight's moon. He continued that anyway because he was going out 
  he wouldn't be able to talk about our 'opportunity' until after midnight, 
  because they would be out until then. Once I heard him say opportunity everything 
  fell into place. I grabbed my camera bag and rushed out. I got there and ran 
  round to her window, but lights out. I went around the house looking in all 
  the windows. Her curtains were wide open but she wasn't there. I found her in 
  her parent's room. The curtains where half open, but there were lace curtains 
  across the window. With it being dark out and the lights on inside, I could 
  see through fine AND she was unlikely to see me. She was looking through her 
  dad's stuff. She pulled out an old Penthouse magazine and had a brief flick 
  through. She stopped on certain pages and checked herself in the dresser mirror 
  against the girls in Penthouse. I was very aroused by that. She then peeked 
  through some of her mother's stuff, trying on some of her mother's makeup. 

  She was wearing a plain pink T-shirt and skin-tight blues 
  jeans. She opened her mother's wardrobe and started going through her mother's 
  clothes. She pulled out a blue dress, but she was a little too short for it. 
  She then pull out a woman's business suit, but it was also a bit too big. She 
  put it back carefully and then pulled out a suitcase. The suitcase was full 
  of more clothes. She picked up a wonderful blue dress, which was obviously something 
  her mother couldn't fit into anymore. She looked around guiltily for a moment 
  and then promptly pulled her shirt off. Her beautiful young breasts where held 
  tightly by a sports bra. She kicked off her shoes and undid her jeans. She pulled 
  her jeans down, but her panties came with. I glimpsed her brunette bush from 
  side on before she tugged her panties back up. She pulled the dress on over 
  her head and did the back zipper up. She admired herself in the mirror. The 
  black shorts bra was clearly visible though. While she was smoothing out her 
  dress I remembered that I'd brought my cameras. I pulled out the digital camera 
  and switched it on. And I was just in time to watch her start to take the dress 
  off. She left it hanging on her hips and she pulled her arms out the sports 
  bra and pulled the dress back up. I was a bit disappointed, but I decided to 
  take a few test pics.

  As I had finished adjusting the camera, she undid the dress 
  again, but this time she pulled the bra off. As each breast popped out I started 
  hitting the camera button like a maniac. She pulled the dress up again and started 
  running the creases out. Rubbing her hands up and down her dress. She spun around 
  and then took the dress off. Her sweet, young breasts were reveal again. She 
  stood in only her black panties and looked through the suitcase. I kept snapping 
  away not believing my luck. She picked out another dress and pulled it on. She 
  looked stunning in the red dress except for the tan lines. And she seemed to 
  realise the same thing, rubbing the bare untanned skin. She undid the dress 
  and let it drop. She rubbed her breasts as if that would make the untanned skin 
  go away. She tugged her panties down a bit looking at the untanned skin. She 
  dropped them down a little more and I started jamming the shutter release, but 
  the camera started beeping at me. I nearly had a heart attack, the flash card 
  was full. I fumbled quickly trying to swap the flash card. She pulled the panties 
  up again and then packed up the suitcase. She was still topless showing her 
  beautiful tits. I crouched down to scramble through the camera bag for a blank 
  flash card. 

  When I stood up I glimpsed her leaving the room, still topless 
  carrying her clothes. I ran around to her bedroom almost forgetting the camera 
  bag. Her curtains were wide open and she was already in, still topless. I had 
  to step back a bit because she might have seen me. She picked up her towel and 
  headed to the bathroom. The bathroom window was open a crack but she closed 
  it. I waited eagerly in some bushes outside her window. My heart was racing 
  a millions miles an hour. I had taken some good shots, but they were through 
  lace curtains. And I only had topless pictures so far. I pull out and set up 
  my video cam. And waited many painful minutes. I heard the bath draining. I 
  crouched down behind a deck chair a few metres away from her window and waited 
  eagerly with my video cam. Cathy drifted in holding her towel loosely around 
  her. She came to the window, she reached up to draw the curtains closed. As 
  she stretched I got another glimpse of her love bush, but there wasn't enough 
  light to see it clearly. She drew the curtains fully closed. 

  I crept up to the window. I didn't dare reach in to draw the 
  curtains back. I was becoming very frustrated, but then the wind caught the 
  curtain and pulled it back for me momentarily. And thus I beheld the sight of 
  one beautiful and very naked 13-year-old girl full frontal. The perfect roundness 
  of her young breasts, the wonderful curves of her tan lines, the contrasting 
  starkness of her pubic hair. However by the time I hit the record button the 
  curtain had fallen back. I waited. The curtain blew forth again and I filmed 
  her wonderful behind. She stood naked in front of the mirror looking at herself. 
  The curtain blew back and forth revealing and hiding Cathy's naked form. My 
  camera was running all this time. Unfortunately the wind died, and there was 
  nothing I could do. I walked around the house a few times looking in through 
  what windows I could. I gave up half an hour later. 
  
  I returned home and downloaded the pictures from my camera. 
  The quality wasn't so good due to the lighting and lace curtains, but more then 
  good enough for me to wank off for hours. 