Isabell sat at her neighbor's kitchen table chatting with her about their husbands, as women will do, when the mail slipped thru a slot in the front door. Tina excused herself and went to get it.

Isabell's eyes followed her body as the tall boxom brunette walked down the hall and disappeared breifly from sight. Her white thong leotard and sheer pink tights covered everthing yet hid nothing. Isabell suddenly realized Tina was wearing high heels with her gym outfit. Something she had never thought about or realized before. She had seen her do it nearly every Wednesday for several years now, but never thought anything about it. She began to wonder about her gorguous neighbor. Looking back, Tina was always wearing some kind of tight gym outfit with heels whenever they met for Wednesay morning coffee. Whether coffee was at Tina's house or at her's. Tina also seemed to spend half of her day on various home gym equipment working out in a spare room. Most people would call her an amazon. Too tall to be a professional cheerleader and too well built to be a model. She must be at least six foot one in bare feet, Isabell judged, with more than a sexy hint of muscle under her lightly tanned skin, and only a few years older that her. Tina was a lot of fun actually and would drop what ever she was doing to lent a hand, and never complained.

Isabell didn't realize her eye's were still focused on Tina's hips as she returned. She tossed the mail on the table and casually pawed thru it. Then picked up a large envelope and ripped it open with excitement. "Oh, I was wondering when their new dance catalogue would arrive."

Her voice was low and husky. Very different from what one might expect.

"God I just love all these tight gym clothes, don't you Izzy?" Tina glanced down at her pantyhose and short skirt. Isabell consiously crossed her legs under the table making that swish sound as the nylon covering her shapely legs rubbed together.

Isabell smiled. "You know me Tina, I'm mostly into pantyhose. But you always look fantastic in any kind of tight clothes." Tina smiled warmly at her. Isabell had a suspision that Tina would like to get to know her a whole lot better.

As Tina continued to flip thru the catalogue a picture of a full body catsuit caught Isabell's eye. Her mind switched to her next photo shoot for her web site and an idea came to mind. Her head craned around for a better look.

"See something you like?"

"Oh I was just eyeing the picture of the model in the black catsuit."

"Yes I know. I keep threatening to order one for myself but I just can't seem to figure out what I would wear it for. Other than for some Halloween costume." A small white lie actually.

"Would you mind if I borrow this catalogue for a few days?"

"No, of course not. In fact you can have last season's issue. Almost everything in it's the same from year to year."

"Thanks." Isabell's mind was racing, thinking of a new photo shoot after she ordered some things from the dance catalogue.

After they finshed their morning coffee Isabell thanked Tina and went next door to her house and went thru the catalogue in detail. Then she placed and order for a shiny black lycra catsuit, Zentai style. She dearly wished Chris would get into wearing pantyhose or anything skin tight for that matter. He would look soooo hot, she thought. Her focus returned to the catsuit. She would have to cut and sew holes for the eyes when her catsuit arrived. While she waited the four to six weeks for delivery she scoured the shoe stores for a pair of shiny patent leather spiked heeled boots. She was thinking of suprising Chris with the outfit but decided not to. She could hardly wait. It was too bad Chris prefered to stay behind the camera and didn't care for anything tight.

After several weeks she managed to convince Chris to let her suck on his luscious nine inch cock for the Naughty Izzy photo series, but was unable to talk him into wearing a pair of pantyhose.

To prepare for her catsuited prowlings she would occassionally, during the day, pretend to be taking a walk behind the backyards in her culdesac to become familiar with everything in her neighbor's backyards and make note of places she could hide. Also noting which windows faced the back of the houses. Her excitement was growing and she could hardly wait for the catsuit to arrive. Then one Tuesday afternoon Chris called from work to tell Isabell he had to work very late. Isabell could hardly control herself. On the spur of the moment she decided to try going out and peering into a neighbors window. Just for practice. She impatiently waited for the cover of night.

Her heart was pounding with excitment as she stripped and tryed to pick something sexy and black. She very much wished her catsuit were here. She pulled on a pair of sheer black seamless Wolford pantyhose and some classic black pumps with a thin ankle strap. She stopped and thought, she didn't even have a black leotard, other colors, but no black. A black silk shirt with long puff sleeves would do nicely. She pulled it on and buttoned the front to the neck then flipped her golden hair out the back. The bottom hem was straight and barely touched her hips. Then some black gloves forher hands. Finally she cut a leg from a pair of heavy black tights and pulled it over her head tucking her long hair underneath and made two small eye holes. Several inches of tight nylon bunched around her neck under her shirt collar.

She examined herself in the mirror. Not bad, not bad at all. Her heart was still racing as she stepped quietly out the back door and into her backyard. Wondering how she might explain herself should someone actually see her. Isabell looked up at the half moon in the clear sky. Her eyes adjusted to the moonlit night and found she could see modestly well but realized she would need to wait for a clear night with a full moon to see well and have as much light as possible for the camera. Isabell walked slowly around her small patio practicing not letting her heels click in the concrete. Then ventured into her backyard over the freshly mowed lawn, crouching behind bushes and trees as she listened to the night sounds. The cars driving along the neighboring rural streets. Dogs barking in the distance. The occassional light from one window turning on and in another window a light turning off. She just couldn't believe the incredible rush she was getting from doing just this little bit.

Isabell had left her own bedroom light on and the blinds open a crack. She cautiously peered in as though she were actually looking into someone elses bedroom window. Watching a neighbor undress. Slowly taking each piece of clothing off and tossing it on the floor until he was naked. His hands gently begin caressing his body in front of a mirror. One hand strokes his long thick shaft. Or maybe seeing a couple make love. His powerful hips pumping his rigid manhood in and out her juicy clit. Ever so slowly, over and over and over. Until their sexual heat becomes to much and they writh in their orgasms. The man shooting his hot seed deep into her.

As Isabell's mind conjured arousing sexual images an idea came to her. She decided to try moving into Tina's yard to see if she could actually see anything thru her windows. Just for practice. Her husband would be home. She'd only met him a few times. Fairly short, somewhat stocky in build and very quiet.

Isabell crept thru the dark shadows, thru her yard and into Tina's yard. Pausing in the shadows to listen for any sounds coming from inside her amazon neightbor's house. Nothing that she could hear. The window ledges came to about chest level. Isabell cautiously peered into the corner of the kitchen window. Only a small light illuminated the room from above the sink area. Voices came from another room. She moved to the bedroom window. A light was on and the curtains wide open. Tina's husband, Tom, was kneeling on the bed wearing pantyhose over his shaved legs. He must have been a bodybuilder at one time, he was hugely muscular. Tina stood on the other side of the room in only stiletto heeled leather boots with sharp spurs, leather gloves lined with sharp silver spikes and a tight leather hood. Her long curly hair hanging out a hole in the back. In her hand was a large black gun with a silencer on the end. It pointed directly at his chest. A young girl lay naked and dead on the floor, her chest covered in blood.

"You've fucked that little bitch the last time!" Tina said angerly.

"No, Tina. You know I only love you! She ment nothing to me!"

"Then you shouldn't have been fucking the bitches cunt all this time!"

"No Tina don't..." She extended her arm and pulled the trigger twice.

Thum. Thum.

Isabell staired as his body jerked twice as two red stains appeared on his chest. He fell back on the bed. Tina walked over to the bed and pointed the gun at the girl on the floor and pumped several more rounds into her body. Thum, thum, thum. More red stains appeared on her chest. Her hand pulled the front of Tom's pantyhose down and stroked his rigid cock. Isabell's eye's went wide. Tom was hung like a horse. She watched as Tina climbed on top of him and placed his penis head between her clit and dropped down on him. She quickly began moving up and down on his massive shaft with a frantic quickness, the gun still in her hand, until she began bucking wildly and finally collasped on his muscular chest, panting heavely.

Tina finally pushed herself up, still sitting on his hips. Tom's cock slowly softened, as Isabell watched, and droped out of Tina's dripping cunt. Tom raised his arms and pulled her down to him and they kissed passionately. The gun now lying on the bed beside them.

Again Tina sat up. "God I love a good roleplay!"

"Mmmmm, me too."

Isabell jumped back as the young girl stood directly in front of the window and her. She appeared to be maybe seventeen with a face that looked maybe twelve. Several inches shorter than Isabell and slender and lean but nicely built with very short brown hair. Tina slid off Tom and the bed. The two women hugged warmly and then kissed. Tina's hand cassually caressed it's way down her back and over her tightly rounded cheeks.

"Mmmmmmmmmmm, thanks Sue."

"My pleasure cousin. Call me again. I really had a lot of fun tonight. And next time, we'll roleplay so I get to fuck him!"

"Ok Sue. Thanks again." Tina said laughting lightly.

"Chow." She collected a pile of clothes from the floor and left the room.

Tom picked up the gun just as Tina was turning around and pointed it at her and pulled the trigger as fast as he could. Thumthumthumthumthumthumclickclickclick. Red stains appeared on her chest. Covering her front, from her huge breasts to her shaved pussy. Her luscious body jerked as each paint pellet hit and broke on her skin. She pretended to fall beck against the wall and slowly slid down as she died. Tom got up and extended an arm to help her up. A large smile on his face.

"Come on, let's go outside. It's a beautiful night for making love in the moonlite." They held each other smiling and headed for the back door.

Isabell paniced breifly but managed to stay calm and move quietly back to her house just as they entered their yard. All the time thinking of how she had no idea Tom and Tina talked so frankly in those terms about sex. It had never come up in her conversations with Tina.

Isabell sat on the edge of her bed. Her heart was pounding from all the excitment. She definately had to do that again, soon! With or without Chris. She couldn't remember when she had a rush like that. She undressed and lay down to relax, and promptly driffed off to sleep.

The next morning after Chris had gone to work Isabell showered and dressed to meet Tina for coffee. Then she promptly undressed. Thinking over what all happened last night. She hadn't told Chris about what she had done or seen. She thought she might have a little fun with Tina. Quickly dressing in her new stileto pumps with the ankle strap, nude seamless Wolford pantyhose and a simple red lycra leotard. A thin gold chain sat loosely around her hips and the two long ends swung like a windshield wiper across her crouch as she walked. She pulled them over to one hip, then went over to Tina's for Wednesday morning coffee as usual.

Isabell knocked on her back door then let herself in. "It's me Tina."

"Be right out. Pour yourself a cup." Tina said from elsewere in the house.

Isabell poured a cup of hot coffee. The flavors Tina picked were always wonderful. She inhaled the aroma of her coffee deeply and flipped idoly thru one of several dance catalogues still laying in a pile on the table..

Tina came out after several minutes. Isabell stood and they hugged warmly, lingering, Tina's hands holding them together. "Good morning Izzy." More warmly than usual. Almost suductively.

Maybe it was just her, something in her voice. Isabell just couldn't put her finger on it. She wanted to have a little fun, but she wasn't sure that she hadn't bitten off more than she could chew. Then she really looked at what Tina was wearing. Almost identical to what she had on. Right down to the thin gold chain around the waist. Isabell's mouth dropped open.

She let go and Isabell sat at the table while Tina poured herself a steaming cup of fresh coffee.

She spoke in a suductive voice. "Izzy, don't think you were doing something that I and Tom haven't been doing for a long time, last night, do you?"

She squirmed in her seat as she sipped her coffee. Her eye's still examining what Tina was wearing. Almost identical to her outfit.

"Yes, I peeked into your window this morning until I was sure you weren't going to change again. Then ran back to try and match what you were wearing. Just to convince you that we do it too."

"Oh god Tina, it was fantastic! The rush, the excitement, it's almost indescribeable." Isabell blurted out.

Tina sat back and smiled. "I know. Too bad Chris is so adverse to wearing anything skin tight. I'm sure he'd love it too. Tell me what you saw."

Isabell related the previous nights prowlings for Tina, in detail.

Tina leaned back and closed her eye's breifly remembering last night. "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm, yeeessssss. Last night was fantastic. I'm pleased you liked our little roleplaying session."

Isabell leaned close and put her hand on Tina's pantyhosed thigh, ever so lightly, and spoke in a soft voice as if anyone could hear her. "I had no idea Tom was so huge!"

"The fattest twelve inches, and he's all mine." Tina scooted her chair closer and one knee bumped against Isabell's chair between her knees. Isabell's hand slid up her thigh slightly. Tina looked her in the eye.

"I like where your hand is Isabell, why don't you continue."

Isabell stuttered. "Ummm... I didn't really... I mean, I'm not sure I..."

Tina stood and pulled Isabell to her feet. Their coffees now forgotten on the table. "Let me show you." Came her most sensual and suductive voice.

She gently pushed Isabell back against the wall, pinning her arms above her head. Tina's red lips were inches away from her's, and they moved ever so slowly closer as her well built body pressed her firmly against the wall. She could feel her hot breath on her cheek. Her tongue parted Isabell's lips and she sucked her in. Their tongues danced and their lips pressed together with wet passion. Tina clearly in control of the situation. Isabell slid one leg up against the outside of Tina's thigh. The swish of the pantyhose rubbing, the feel was intense. Her leg then hooked around Tina's thigh and rubbed up and down. Their breasts pressed together. For what seemed like long minutes, until Tina slowly pulled back. Her hands gently caressing down Isabell's arms, down the sides of her breasts, coming to rest on her hips.

Isabell opened her eye's and realized she was breathing hard from the unexpected sexual excitement and tension of the moment. She took a deep breath. "Wooooow." Was all she could say.

Tina resumed her seat at the table. Isabell's arms slid down the wall and then she also took her seat almost in somewhat of a daze. She shook her head and snapped out of it. "Tina, I'm sorry..."

"No need to be sorry. You appeared to want a `taste'. I gave it to you. If you want more, it'll cost you."

Isabell relaxed somewhat and smiled and wondered what she ment by costing.

They spend the next hour pouring over another new dance catalogue. Sitting so close at the table their bodies were constantly touching and rubbing in very pleasant ways. Sometimes not at all my accident. Each picked out several items and placed orders.

"Now Tina, before I head back, I wanted to ask you and Tom to consider being part of a new voyeur pantyhose shoot sometime in the next few months.

"You mean as in having Chris take pictures of you peeking into our windows watching us make love and doing other erotic sexual things for your web site?"

"Exactly, and hopefully while you wear pantyhose or other nylon outfits."

"I'm sure I can speek for both of us when I say, we'd love to. Just let us know when you want to do it."

"Fantastic! But now I have to get back, I have some errands to run. I really appreciate the help Tina."

"It'll be our pleasure, and of course, we'll want copies of all the photos."

As she prepaired to go, Tina kissed her on the lips then waved her good byes as she headed home.

Upon stepping into her kitchen Isabell started pacing the floor. I've got to rethink the prowling I now find I enjoy so much, and how and when I'm going to do it, and maybe with whom, she thought to herself. The voyeur pahtyhose shoot can easily wait. We can do it anytime. She did a quick check of her calender for the days, for the next few months, of all the full moons. She decided to talk to Chris about the new voyeur shoot after the catsuit arrived and definately after she had tryed it out.

The next morning Isabell was sitting at the computer, reading several new erotic stories viewers had sent in for posting on her site, in a pair of pantyhose and high heels with a black silk bra when she heard the mail arrive. She stepped out on her front pourch to retrieve it when she saw the package from the dance company. It had finally arrived! Her heart began racing as she ran back inside with it. She almost ripped off her clothes and opened the large brown padded envelope. Ripping the clear plastic off. She forced herself to sit and calm down. She held the catsuit up by the shoulders and looked at it. Perfect. Then slipped one leg into the shiny silky material, then the other and pulled it over her nicely rounded hips. She slipped the right arm in, then the left and adjusted the shoulders. Her fingers made a dozen minor adjustments in the tight fabric before pulling the hood over her face, then reached back tucked her hair in and pulled up the zipper.

Isabell carefully marked two small eye holes she would cut and sew in a few minutes. She couldn't believe the sensious feel of the skin tight lycra against her skin. It felt electric! She imagined she looked as though she had been dipped in glossy black paint and marveled at the near seamless construction. Barely even a rinkle in the fabric! Easily as good as pantyhose. Then she carefully removed the catsuit and began work on the eyes. Two small teardrop shaped eye holes that curved up at the corners.

Two nights later Chris called to say he had to work late again. Isabell tried to keep her growing excitement from cuming across on the phone. She could hardly wait for darkness to arrive. She wondered what she would see on a Friday night.

As darkness fell a strong breeze picked up outside as often happens in these more rural areas. Isabell slipped into her catsuit all shiny and black and pulled her black patent stiletto heeled boots on and zipped them up. She studied herself in the mirror. Perfect. Her hands slid up and down the sensuous fabric that appeared painted on her skin, An electric sensation ran thru her skin where her lycra covered hands touched another part of her luscious body. Her nipples, hard and erect, poked at the thin material. Two fingers rolled one gently, then harder, enjoying the erotic pain mixed with intense pleasure that went shooting thru her breasts. She pinched both tits then let her hands cup and caress her round orbs suddenly wishing the catsuit had a hole in the crouch. Isabell let her hands caress their way down her sides and hips. One hand gently rubbed her clit thru the lycra. Pressing the tight fabric against her wet pussy lips. Her body wanting to orgasm but she denied herself for now.

Isabell slipped out her back door and went in the direction away from Tina's house. She paused to glance at the fingernail moon high in the cloudless sky. The wind still gusting between and around the houses. Caressing her shapely body as it passed her. She moved silently into the neighbor's yard. Lushly landscaped and easy to hide in, with a four person jucuzzi lit from under the water, hidden amounst a rambling multilevel wooden deck. Isabell listened near the bedroom window. Muffled moans came from within. The curtains were open about half way. Max and Christine were a good looking and handsome couple of dark color. Intense yuppies who worked hard and played hard. Both about average height and build. Isabell watched as they kissed in their bedroom. Both stood naked pressing themselves together. Their bodies squirming and their hands exploring the others private areas. Her hand moved between his legs sliding back and forth along a well hung shaft. His fingers caressing between her clit. Isabell could almost feel the animalistic sex. Her own body responding as she peered thru the window.

Max pulled away slightly. "Come on baby, let's get in the jucuzzi and do it in the water."

"Ooooooh yeeesssssss. Let's do it."

Isabell jumped as the pump for the jucuzzi came on and moved quickly towards the back of the deck and hid. Their bedroom light went out and they stepped out onto the deck. Both moved sensuously thru the landscaped deck. The breeze occassionally whipping the shrubs, the night otherwise quiet. For a brief moment Isabell was afraid they would walk past the jucuzzi and discover her. They turned and began kissing again at the edge of the jacuzzi. His erection between her thighs rubbing against her juicy cunt. Isabell could hear that wet juicy sound from where she watched.

"Bend over baby."

"I thought you wanted to do it in the water?"

"That's next..."

"Ooooooooooooh, mmmmmmmmmm."

She turned and bent over a large wooden planter with her legs spread. Christine's enhanced breasts hung like large melons, swinging freely. Max grabbed her hips with one hand and placed his head just inside her clit with the other.

"Mmmmmmmmmmm, plug me Max. Slam it deep in my pussy."

Max's hips moved forward with one quick motion. Christine gasped then moaned with sexual pleasure.

"You like that baby?"

"Oh god, Max! Ooooooh yeeessssss... Mmmmmmmmmmmmm..."

Isabell watched as Max pounded his cock deep into his wife's cunt with each thrust of his hips. Isabell's own fingers rubbing hard against her pussy. A wet stain growing in the crouch of her catsuit. She could feel herself becoming very aroused, passing the point of no return. She braced herself against a tree and bit her lip to keep from crying out as her body spasmed from an intense orgasm, then collasped against it. Her eyes never leaving Max's cock moving in and out of Christine's squirming pussy. Her full breasts swinging forward and back in time with his hips.

"Hey baby watch this." Max pulled out and jacked off with his hand. Christine turned around in time to see a load of cum shoot from the end of his head and land on her thich black bush and dark hips.

"Ohhhhhhh Max, I think you missed. Let's do it again, and this time do it right!"

"I wouldn't miss the next time." They both climbed into the jacuzzi and resumed kissing. Within minutes Christine climbed onto Max's erection and began bobbing in the water. Her first orgasm came quickly and she squirmed and writhed like a black sea monster. Max's hands cupped her breasts, squeezing and fondling as she leaned into it. Her hips continued to pump his cock underwater. His fingers pinching her large brown nipples. She squirmed wildly as her second orgasm shook her black body. Max pumped his shaft extra hard into her as his loins orgasmed he filled her cunt with his seed. Both quickly collasped against each other, hugging and kissing as their sexual arrousal passed. Isabell leaned back to watch as they relaxed in the warm swirling waters.

After about ten minutes they dragged themselves out of the warm waters and from each other's embrace and ran for the house. A large trail of water following them to the back door.

Isabell slowly stood even before the door started to close behind them. Her confidence growing quickly about not being seen. She crept thru the lush landscape, over the deck and crouched behind a shrub just inside the next yard. A small concrete patio protuded from the back of this house. An good looking older divorced woman of about fifty lived here. But what caused Isabell to dive behind a large shrub near the corner of the house was their sixteen year old son Mike, stepping onto the patio. Slender but nice looking. A quiet boy wearing a superhero costume made of simple black boots, sheer blue tights, a red lycra longsleeve turtleneck leotard and a black superman style cape sewn across his modest shoulders. A simple eye mask surrounds his eyes. His cape was appearently made of a light material as it was caught and pulled by every breeze. Isabell watched as he walked around the patio and out into the backyard. His cape flying behind him.

She briefly toyed with the idea of showing herself to see what would happen, but decided at the last second to just watch, on this her first real voyeur night out. So far it was far more than she could have imagined. Her every sense heightened with the thrill and possibility of maybe being discovered. Knowing that what she was doing was wrong and that made it all the more deliscious to be watching.

Mike circled the yard once looking at the other houses to see if anybody was outside. Nobody. Almost all lights in the windows were out for the night. Isabell froze as he passed within only several feet of her on his walk back to the patio. Realizing that if she only remained perfectly still he probably wouldn't see her. He stepped back onto the grey concrete patio. His boots clicking softly. There he stopped and faced her direction and spread his legs wide. Isabell could see a long buldge in his crouch. She watched as his hand slid down the red leotard and rubbed his crouch, gently cupping and stroking himself. Isabell wondered is he would cum in his costume, but she couldn't see any previous stain in this dim light. Mike's head lowered as his hand moved faster and pressed harder against his erection. Sliding against the silky lycra sending electric shivers thru his loins. His hips moved slightly back and forth as if he were fucking some imaginary superheroine or evil villinous. Then with his other hand he pulled back the front of his leotard crouch and his penis fell out of a hole in his tights. Nicely hung for someone his age, Isabell thought. His hand now wrapped around his dick and moved back and forth with obvious pleasure, faster and faster. His hips also moved more as his loins filled with pleasure and his balls tightened. He jerked his hand several more times and two huge streams of cum shot into the air and landed in the grass, then some more oozed onto his hand as he finished himself off. He reached back and grabbed a towel from the door handle and wiped his limp cock and hand then placed his penis back under the leotard. Isabell could hear him breathing from his exertions. Again she wondered how he would react if she were to reviel herself to him. Both in skintight costumes and him with raging teenage hormones. He'd appearently done this before since he was prepaired with a towel to clean up afterwards. Again he circled the outside edge of the yard and then went inside.

Isabell again stood from her hiding place even as he went thru the door. And had he turned as he went in he would have seen her, but the door closed behind him and Isabell decided to head back home. She suddenly realized she was so caught up in watching him masterbate in his wonderful skintight costume she totally forgot to stimulate herself to an orgasm. She crept silently back to her house as the wind blew past her. Her wet crouch cooled by the breeze as she moved back into her yard then into her own house.

The next Wednesday morning Isabell dressed in he usual, stiletto pumps, seamless pantyhose and a tight hot pink lycra thong leotard. Checking herself in the mirror she paused and thought about just how she and Tina were dressing more and more in tight reveiling clothes on their Wednesday morning coffee days. Tina was only partly to blame beacuse Isabell actually loved wearing pantyhose with little else and enjoyed getting more and more outragious and sexy about it. Both of their houses were safe places to do these things and both husbands loved it. Tina almost always wearing sheer tights or pantyhose with a thong leotard or just a catsuit of some type, and always with high heeled shoes, and obviously, never any underwear over her cleanly shaven pussy. Isabell wondered if the woman even owned any underwear.

Isabell heard Tina knock at the back door and let herself in. "It's me Izzy."

"Be right there..." And she checked her hair and joined Tina in the kitchen giving her a hug and kiss. Isabell noted Tina hadn't worn her usual Wednesday attire, but something even more risque'. Today it was just a sheer hot pink bodystocking with red high heels that were just a series of thin straps around her feet and ankles.

"Ohhhhhhhhh, I like that bodystocking Tina."

"Thanks. Do anything new this past week?"

"Yes! My black lycra catsuit finally came! I was so excited I just had to try it out." Isabell said just bursting at the seams with the news.

"Really..." Tina said innocently. Knowing full well exactly what Isabell had done and seen last Friday night, because Tina was following her and watching the watcher. "Tell me what you did. I want to hear all the sordid details." Excitement in her voice and hips.

Isabell proceded to detail the entire evening to Tina in beautiful graphic detail.

After she finished Tina said, "Well, you know that I've been doing a little voyeurism for many months now and most of the action is usually on Friday and Saturday nights. Espiecally at those two houses. It's funny actually, Mike's mother is divorced and works nights, and he often trys to watch his neighbors to see when they come and go. Then he comes out. Mike loves comic books and superheros. He even lifts a few weights and cycles."

"Really?! While I watched him I couldn't help but think about reveiling myself to him right there. Just to see what would happen and maybe have some erotic fun with him."

"You know, I don't know if he's still a virgin, but I'd bet he is. Let's set something up with him for Friday night but I think we'll have to suprise him or he'll be too shy and he wouldn't do anything with us."

Isabell started to get really excited. "Yes I agree and maybe invite your cousin Sue?"

"I'll ask her, but I'm sure she'll say yes. What'll you tell Chris?"

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm." She thought briefly. "I know, I'll say you're having a ladies night at your place and we can even send Tom over to watch TV with Chris or something."

"I like it. Let me borrow your phone and I'll call Sue and see if she's available."

Tina picked up the cellular and talked to Sue for a few minutes describing what she and Izzy had in mind. Tina finally set the phone down.

"She'd love to. She'll be over just after dark Friday with a bag of costumes. Mike usually doesn't come out until almost midnight. Plenty of time to talk and try on some costumes." Tina suddenly looked at her watch. "Oh damn! It's almost noon! I have to go Izzy, I have an appointment with my hairdresser and I can't go like this."

"Sure you could." Izzy said jokingly.

Tina looked at her and started to laugh and winked at her. "Well, I suppose I could, but..."

They both stood and hugged and kissed and Tina ran out the back door waving her goodbyes.

"See you Friday." Isabell called.

That evening after dinner Chris and Isabell went into the living room to relax. Chris in his usual jeans and t-shirt, Isabell in her favorite clothes. Seamless Worford pantyhose and a black silk bra. Chris watched as she entered the room. His jeans began to buldge as she came towards him but he couldn't figure out why. She wasn't wearing anything different from any other night. Izzy sat under his arm on the couch, her hand resting lovingly on his thigh next to his buldge. She let her hand idoly caress his inner thigh just below his zipper. She could almost hear him moan now.

"Mmmmmm that feels nice."

Izzy's other hand undid the snap in his jeans.

"Chris, we don't have anything planned for Friday night, was there anything special you had in mind?" She questioned gently knowing that for him it should be getting hard to concentrate with her hand stimulating him.

"Um, no, not that I can think of. Why, did you have anything you wanted to do?" He said with his eyes half closed.

"Yes, Tina has invited me to a ladies night at her house. You know, just a fun womanly get together. Maybe you and Tom could rent a couple of movies or something." She said as her hand inched his zipper down and fished his nine inches out.

"Sounds fine to me."

She knew what his answer would be, but they always ask each other about these things. Isabell's hand gently caressed his shaft to final rigidness. Then she stood and pulled his jeans down to his shins and sat on his lap. Her nylon covered warmth grinding aginst his cock. Low moans came from deep in his throat.

"I can think of something I want to do right now though. You just sit there and let me do all the work." Izzy said in a seductive voice.

She kissed him with passion as her round hips rubbed against his manhood. Their tongues exploring each others mouth before hers began moving down his neck and over his chest. She pulled up his shirt and her tongue circled each of his nipples sending shivers of delight thru his spine and to his loins. He responded my pressing against her hips.

Izzy pulled away. "Ah, ah, ah... No of that!" She said, playfully scoulding him. Chris relaxed back into the couch. "That's better." She purred and coutinued to let her tongue slide it's way down his stomach to the top of his round head. Her tongue flicked at the end of it as her hand stroked back and forth along his penis. The end nicely rounded and flaired at the base. Her fingers caressed the long ridge that ran along the bottom from his sac to just behind his head. Chris threw his head back agaisnt the couch and moaned. Isabell's lips kissed his head and the hole in the end opened wide as his loins began to fill with pleasure. Her tongue slid past his head and around his shaft. Her hand now fondling his balls as they started to draw up against him. His breathing was becoming faster and more shallow. Finally she sucked him in and her head bobbed up and down along his cock. Her wet lips sliding along the outside of his dick as it entered and left her wet warm mouth.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, I'm cummingggggggggggg..."

Huge squirts of hot cum shot from the end of Chris's penis and right into Izzy's mouth. She sucked hard and swallowed fast several times as he emptied his load, but still didn't get it all quick enough. A large drop oozed from the corner of her mouth, like some vampire sucking the life from her hosts most sexually erotic body part, even as she let his softening shaft slip from between her luscious lips.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmm, Izzy, that was increadible." His eyes barely open.

"Of course." She replied matter of factly. Her tongue wiping the drop at the corner fo her mouth.

"What movies do you think you and Tom will watch."

He smiled and kissed her softly on the lips, the answer lost...

Friday evening, Tom knocked on the door and Chris let him in. Both men in jeans and t-shirts. One short and muscular the other tall and modestly built.

Isabell looked at the two men and thought about what a Abbott and Costelo pair they made. She wondered what porno flicks they would rent as she headed out the door.

She turned. "You boys be good tonight or I'll have to spank you both tomorrow."

They looked at each other and smiled innocently. "Oh, we will."

Isabell walked next door stopping on Tina's porch and watched the setting sun for a few minutes. Just the top of the large red ball seemed to sit on the horizon. Then suddenly it was gone from sight. Isabell smiled, turned and knocked. "It's me Tina."

The door opened and Tina's arm motioned her inside. Sue stood behind her wearing just a pair of black tights and a grey Indiana State University sweatshirt. Costume pieces spread all over the couch and hanging over several chairs. Tina closed and locked the door behind her.

"Oh my, It looks like you started early." Looking around the living room.

Sue replied, "I just couldn't wait. As soon as Tom left I started spreading out all the costume stuff I had. You must be Isabell. Hi, I'm Sue. Tina's told me all about you and your prowlings outside. I'm pleased you liked what you saw." There was a hint of something else in her voice that Isabell decided not to pursue it right now. "Oh, and I really love your pantyhose web site!"

Isabell blushed slightly and shook her hand. "Hello Sue and thanks."

Tina waited patiently for the introductions to finish. "And of course my costumes are spread out in the bedroom."

Isabell dropped her gym bag of costumes on the floor. "Well, let's get started."

"Any ideas about what we'll wear and do with Mike?" Sue asked.

"Well, we know he loves skintight superhero costumes. Did anyone bring a cape to wear?"

Several capes were brought out and displayed. Over the next several hours the women talked about their husbands and lovers while trying on various costume options and also discussing how it would look if it was worn outside at night. Keeping in mind they were still trying to stay hidden from the other neighbors yet seduce Mike into having sex, which ment one or more of their costumes would have to have easy access to certain eroginous zones.

Isabell finally spoke up. "So it's decided. I'll wear my black catsuit and watch the action from some hidden place nearby and film everything with the video camera. Tina, you're going to be the Evil Mistress and Sue, you'll become Mike's sidekick. Right?"

"Right."

"Yes, ohhh, this is going to be such fun. I'm getting so excited with anticipation thinking about all the possibilities."

"We have less than an hour. Any last minute preparations anybody needs to do, now's the time. Then let's get into costume and creep over and take our positiions. Agreed?" Isabell asked.

Final preparations and plans were made and costumes put on.

Tina in only black stilleto heeled leather boots, gloves, a large black leather belt with studs, a tight black leather hood with her long curly brown hair hanging out a hole in the back. Finally a full circle black cape, with a red lining and Batman style points along the bottom that almost touched the ground, hung from around her neck. As it hung naturally from her amazon shoulders it completely covered her tall luscious frame.

Sue's costume had more pieces so she could more easily take them off as might be needed and consisted of red high heels with shiny gold seamless Worford pantyhose, a red lycra thong, a fitted blue satin vest with a yellow `R' over one of her firm breasts, the vest buttoned up the front. A Batgirl eye mask as from the movie, a thin red cape that hung to about mid thigh, and finally red lycra gloves.

"I've got two thick blankets to throw on the ground if needed. " Tina said.

"I'm ready with the camera."

"And I'm ready to seduce his ass." Sue said suductively.

Everyone got a good laugh from that and headed quietly out the back door. Tina in the lead moving silently through the shadows of her yard and into Isabell's yard. Isabell followed at a distance, video camera in hand, thinking that it was amazing that for such a large and well built woman Tina made almost no sound as she moved, even with the long cape trailing behind her. Sue's lithe form trailing behind them like some forest nymph.

They entered Max and Christine's yard with it's lush landscape. Tonight the ladies had watched as both of them drove away all dressed up and probably wouldn't return until very late. On the far side of the yard Isabell set herself up with the video camera. The zoom lens able to see some nice detail even in the dim moonlight. She nerviously waited and watched as Tina and Sue set themselves up in Mike's yard. Tina behind a large shrub near the house and Sue behind another farther out in the sparcely landscaped yard.

They waited for about ten minutes.

A bedroom light in the house went out and several minutes later Mike stepped out the back door and onto the small concrete patio. There was barely a breeze tonight, but the moon was nearly full and set in a cloudless sky.

Isabell started filming as he stepped out of the house. She noticed right off that his costume had changed slightly. An obvious work in progress. It was the same as before except that his simple black eye mask had been replaced by a Batman cowl as seen in the first Batman movie. Probably ordered from a costume retailer. Also black lycra gloves.

As mike stood their Isabell filmed a slow close-up up and down his young body. Slowing almost to a stop as she focused on his crouch. Then contuinued to follow him as he began his circle of the yard where he would encounter Sue.

As he walked along the back of the yard, Sue circled behind the bush staying on the opposite side then stepping out somewhat between him and his house.

"Hello." Sue said in a soft voice. She thought he was going to jump out of his skin.

He whipped around and desparately fighting the urge to bolt for the door. Instead he just stood there frozen in place. His mind and heart racing.

Sue realized she had better do something quickly. "It's ok Mike. As you can see I really love superhero costumes too, and I heard you liked to read superhero comic books. So I thought I'd put something on you might like and wait for you." She took several slow steps towards him. Still about six feet away. "I'm really sorry if I scared you. I didn't mean to." She could see he was trying to relax but was still really nervious about being found out. "And you don't have to worry about me telling anyone about you coming out here at night in that fantastic costume. You see, I like to do the same thing at my house." Which was only half true.

Mike's eyes ran up and down her slender body. "I've never seen you in this culdesac before." He made a quick recovery.

She moved closer. "I'm staying with my cousin, Tina? She lives several houses over. I like to refer to her as the Wonder Woman amazon of the family."

"I know Tina. We've met briefly one or twice." He smiled easily. "Yes you're right, she really is an amazon. I never really thought about it before."

Sue smiled warmly in return. "Ummm, could you use a, sidekick, for your Friday night superhero patrols?"

"I, um, know this may look really silly, a guy in tights and a leotard..."

"No it doesn't. I prefer men in skin tight clothes. It's much easier to see what they've got." Sue purred and glanced down at his crouch as she closed the few feet between them. She stuck her chest out and her small firm breasts were now only a foot or so away from his chest. Very aware of her hard nipples were poking against the thin satin vest. Her high heels putting them eye to eye. Mike could feel the warmth of her body. The scent of her perfume filled his lungs and he felt himself stiffen under his leotard. He stopped and took a good look at her and at what she was wearing. Really noticing her.

High heels, pantyhose, and a thong! Wow! This is fantastic, he thought. Letting her tight but nicely rounded cheeks show. The blue satin vest was as tight as it could be and not need to be made of a stretch fabric. Deeply cut in front and barely coming to her waist. Her red cape was made of chiffon and caught the slightest breeze and yet let her entire backside be seen underneath. Mike became aware that she had planned this meeting and had probably watched him on other Friday nights.

He took a step back. "How many times have you watched me out here. How many Friday nights?" Sue thought fast. She didn't want to lie, or screw this up. "I didn't mean to, couldn't help it, really." She said very appologetically. "I was staying at Tina's several weeks ago and I took a walk around the culdesac, enjoying the cool night air and as I returned to her house I circled around the backs of the yards. I heard you come out and hid and watched..."

She looked like she was going to cry and Mike suddenly felt sorry for asking her about it. He moved towards her and put his arms around her shoulders and held her. Sue could always take a que and she pressed against him. Her arms and hands pressing against his hips as they slid around his back. She buried her face in his shoulder.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean anything by it. I was just curious and well, you know, nervious about meeting someone else out here. And, ah, to answer your question, yes, I could use a sidekick on Friday nights."

Sue raised her head. Her lips inches from his. "Appology accepted. Does your superhero have a name?" She asked in a soft voice.

He paused and looked in her eyes and smiled. "No. It's just something I like to do. This costume is like an ongoing project. But I really do like wearing it. I love the feel of the tight shiny lycra against my skin."

Sue could feel his boyhood becoming long and hard under his tight lycra as her hips pressed firmly against it.

"I can imagine, it's very erotic." She purred softly. "Tell me Mike, have you ever made love?"

Mike was caught slightly off guard. "Ummm, well, only twice." Not wanting to sound totally inexperienced. "In the backseat of a car at Look Out Point. You know, at the one end of the damn, north of town?"

Sue knew the place very intimately in fact. There were many wonderful hiding spots, around the gravel parking area, that over looked the lake made by the damn. "Yes I've heard about it."

Mike looked in her eyes and finally did what she hoped he would do. He leaned forward and kissed her closed mouth on the lips. Sue took over from there as she pressed her lips against his. Her body pressing and squirming ever so lightly as he held her. Her hips now firmly rubbing against his erection.

"Mmmmmmmmmm, Mike, let your hands feel me." Sue removed her hands from around his waist and layed them over his shoulders. His hands groped gently down her body. Feeling his way around her slender waist and hips. His fingers exploring her nylon covered cheeks and crack. Sue's left leg slid up his leg and hooked around his thigh and moved up and down. One hand slipped underneath and caressed along the back of her thigh.

Being fairly inexperienced Mike's became highly arroused very fast. Sue quickly realized this and pulled away slightly. Her leg sliding down his.

"I wouldn't want you to cum in you tights and stain them."

Mike looked down. "I cut a hole in my tights."

She looked at him, them suddenly realized what he ment. Her hand slid down his chest and slowly over his quivering shaft. Her fingers slowly pulled his leotard to one side and his erection stood almost straight up. Sue judged it to be about seven inches. Very nice, she thought, very nice indeed. Pale in color and shaved. "It's beautiful Mike." Sue knelt and her tongue ran up his ridge length then around his head several times before she sucked him in. Her hands sliding up and down his sheer lycra covered thighs and ass.

Mike was in extecy. He had never had a blow job. It was increadible. His hips moved slightly back and forth as Sue's head bobbed back and forth along his cock. But he was already near the edge and quickly came. Sue sucked and swallowed as her mouth quickly filled with his sperm. She sucked for several minutes until he was completely limp then stood and pulled his leotard back over his cock.

"Would you like more...?"

"Do fish swim?" And smiled at her.

Mike had never known a girl like this. Someone so sexually aggressive and who liked lycra and costumes as much as he did, not to mention likes guys who like to wear tights and leotards and didn't think them perverted. She looked unbelieveable too. The other girls at school would just laugh at him if they knew about his lycra fetishes and they were so imature and petty anyway.

She smiled back and wrapped her arm around his waist and slowly guided them close to Isabell and her video camera.

Sue was beginning to have serious second thoughts about letting Tina come out for sex with all three of them. Thinking that it might be too much to fast for Mike. She was beginning to like Mike and didn't want to break the fragile trust they had. Mike would quickly discover her white lie if Tina showed herself tonight. As if Tina heard her thoughts she stepped out. Sue waved her back into hidding. Hopefully, she thought, she'd get the message to stay hidden. Maybe they'd set something up for another time with Mike and his wonderful skin tight costumes.

They stopped not far from Isabell in the next yard in full moon light. She turned to him and they kissed. Mike's hands slid over her lean body and Sue moaned lightly as he touched her erotic zones, directing him as to what felt nice for her. She turned around and pressed her ass cheeks on either side of his crouch. She could feel him become erect again as she moved her hips up and down along his length. Lycra leotard against nylon pantyhose. It was a highly erotic and electric feeling for both. His hands move up her front and cupped and fondled her small firm breasts. Sue moaned louder in response.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, Mike, oh god, that feels sooooooooooo nnniiiiicccccccccccccce..." Then Sue pulled away and she turned so both the camera and Mike could see her. She stood with her legs straight and wide apart and her arms raised. She looked Mike in the eye.

"Do you want to see more, Mike?"

"Oh yes..."

Sue lowered her arms and brought them down to her chest and slowly unbuttoned her vest. Undoing one button at a time. Mike staired and she could see his buldging erection under his tight red lycra and she smiled. "I think you'll like what I have to show you." She purred and inched the vest open, but not quite wide enough for her nipples to show. "Why don't you remove it for me." Mike stepped up nerviously and reached for her vest. "Slowly now. Remember, anything worth having is worth waiting for." His hands tryed to inch it open, then guide the top off her shoulders. His eyes staired at her dark red tits sitting on her pale round orbs. He had never really seen breasts up close in even this much light. Her sheer cape attached under a large golden metal choker and didn't get in the way. Her vest slid off her form and she caught it on the end of one hand and tossed it on the ground. Her hand pushed him back again and he watched as she then inched the lycra thong down her hips and legs and tossed it on top of the vest.

Mike thought her legs were beautiful in sheer golden pantyhose and he realized he liked pantyhose just as much as sheer lycra tights.

Now only her pantyhose and high heels remained. He was suprised to see her crouch shaved. The two girls he made love with in the backseat both had black triangular bushes. He shaved himself but he had never actually seen it on a girl before. Mike staired at her shaved pussy.

"I see you like my shaved pussy."

"I've never seen one shaved before. I shave my crouch and legs, but I do a lot of cycling and it's kind of expected. But I really like what you have on now. You know, just pantyhose, high heels, gloves, cape, eyemask..." He said somewhat nerviously.

"Now, let's try it again." And she moved in front of Mike and turned around. His hands reached around her chest and cupped and fondled her firm breasts. "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, yeeessssssss. You have done this before. Now gently pinch my nipples with your thumb and four finger. Yeeeeesssssssssss, oooooooooohhh. Gently and slowly roll them back and forth between your fingers." Mike did as requested. "Ooohhhhhhhh, Mike that gets me so arroused, mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm..." Sue moaned loudly and let her cheeks press and rub against his shaft. It stuck straight up in her pantyhosed crack. A flood of sexual sensations moved thru Mike's loins. She reached back and pulled his leotard to one side to let his cock stick out and rub between her cheeks. Now Mike started to moan. Ever so softly from deep in his throat and she could hear his breathing increase. She let him get really arroused then pulled away and turned.

Easily stepping out of her heels Sue hooked her thumbs in the waist of her pantyhose and began to inch them down as she swayed to imaginary music for Mike. All he could do was stair. His cock rigid and standing straight as he watched her. The pantyhose moved slowly down over her lean hips and to the tops of thighs letting her pussy become fully visable. Then inching them down her thighs and calves and over one foot and then the other. She slipped her heels back on.

"Now Mike, I think I need you inside me. Please?..." She begged in a suductive voice that Mike simply couldn't resist.

She pressed against him and they kissed. Sue slipped her tongue into his mouth and taught him a little about the art of french kissing. She placed his cock between her thighs, just below her wet cunt and moved her hips back and forth along his shaft. Her juices dripping along his length.

Then Sue layed down in the freshly mown grass and spread her legs wide. "Come to me Mike. Let me feel you inside of my pussy." He knelt between her thighs, placing his hands on either side of her chest. She took his penis and rubbed his head up and down just inside her wet clit. "Now Mike work your way in slowly." She said softly. His hips moved gently forward and back as his cock inched into her cunt. Sue gasped and moaned as he entered her. Only his balls hung against her cheeks. "Now fuck me lover. Pump your cock into me. I can't get enough of you Mike." Mike worked his penis in and out of her juicy cunt over and over. His balls now slapping against her cheeks.

Mike's sac tightened and she could tell he was close. "Go ahead Mike, cum! Empty yourself in me. I want to feel your sperm shoot from the end of your cock and hit the end of my love tunnel. Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, yeeesssss..." Sue squirmed under him as a short and intense orgasm grabbed her luscious body and made her buck several times. Mike managed to stay in her and with several more thrusts he couldn't hold back any longer. Huge spirts of cum shot from the head of his penis buried deep in her hot pussy. Pumping until he was too soft Mike layed on top of her exhausted.

Sue rolled him over and layed on him. His limp cock having slipped out during the roll over. They kissed long and hard.

After a while, "Wow. That was fantastic Sue. I never dreamed I'd find someone who loved lycra and nylon as much as I do. And not laugh about me wearing tights and leotards."

"I'll never laugh at you wearing them. Never." She wispered softly.

After a long while Sue and Mike slowly stood up and Mike covered his penis again. Sue collected the rest of her costume from the ground.

"Will I see you again, Sue?"

"You can cound on it. I'll bet Tina has both our phone numbers. I'll call you and we can set something up for next Friday night. Maybe even go out earlier in the evening."

"Yes, I'd really like that. With more costumes?"

"You can count on it, Mike. Bye for now lover." Mike watched as she moved swiftly and silently into the next yard. Her thin cape hiding nothing of her body as it flew behind her and she disappeared in the thick landscape of his neighbors ducking down in the darkness behind several shrubs. He stood their for a few minutes. His hand rubbing himself thru the lycra to a new erection as he slowly walked back to the door and went inside.

Isabell shut off the camera just as Tina came up to her from behind. "Got it all on tape." Then Sue appeared. "Why didn't you want Tina to join you?" Isabell asked, puzzled.

"It would have made me a lier and destroyed the trust I was trying to build. We can set something up with the three of us some other time." But not until I make love with him some more first, Sue thought.

"You did the right thing, Sue. Better to build up his trust first and then I or Isabell could join in later. Now however, let's get back to the house and watch a vid!"

The three women made their way quietly thru the yards and back to Tina's house to watch their first homemade video. Along the way they peeked in the Isabell's side livingroom window the see what the two husbands were watching. Their three heads peered in the window and their scantily clad luscious bodies pressed tightly together and rubbed against each other. Fingers rubbing freely between there clits and caressing their breasts, stimulating themselves as they watched.

Mike and Chris lounged on the couch. A beer in one hand, chips on the foot table next to where their feet where resting. Each had a hand resting on their crouch. The room was dark except for the shifting glow of the TV. It looked like pantyhose clad strippers dancing in various settings.

After a few minutes the ladies had stimulated themselves enough and finally left for Tina's place to watch the vid.

Two nights later the moon was full and the sky was clear.

"Chris, we need do go out and do another voyeur shoot. The moon is full and if we use a faster speed film we may get better lighting than last time we shot pics outside at night."

"Sure. I'll set up the camera and you get dressed. Are Tina and Tom ready?"

"Yes, I just called them. They'll be ready when we get there." And Isabell went into the bedroom to change into her black zentai catsuit with her patent leather black boots with six inch stiletto heels. She met Chris in the kitchen with the camera.

"Ok, let's go..."

Chris went outside and began snapping pictures as Isabell struck poses as she sneeked over to Tina & Tom's. The lighting was the best they could hope for without using lights. Chris took pictures as she peered into her neighbors window to watch. Tom and Tina had set themselves up so the camera could see his massive cock fuck her wet pussy. Both wearing pantyhose with holes in the crouches. Isabell starting to feel her round breasts. Chris snapping pictures the whole time pausing only briefly to load a new rould of film. Isabell didn't stop. Her hand moved to her pussy and rubbed her clit thru the tight lycra. Finally bringing herself to an writhing orgasm. Then watched as Tom pulled out and shot his load all over Tina's huge breasts and nipples before collasping on the bed. Isabell tapped on the window and thanked them for the support and she and Chris headed back to their house. They would update the web site in a few days with the new voyeur pics.

Chris said. "You were really great tonight. So where out neighbors. You really got into it didn't you."

"Oh yes. It's a real rush. Not so much tonight when they know you're there, but when they don't know, wow, it's increadable."

When they don't know? Chris thought to himself. They kissed as they entered there house.

END