[kenoblack1]

My earliest voyeuristic experiences were in junior high school when I had a paper route. I had to stop by each customer monthly to collect for the paper. One evening a lady in her late 20s/early 30s answered the door in a see through negligee. It was not much less transparent then nylon stockings and her breasts and nipples were clearly visible. After, she paid for the paper, I made small talk with her for nearly 20 minutes just to enjoy the view--even though my father was waiting out in the car. He asked me what took so long and I said we just got talking...

Another summer afernoon, a cute early 20s wife was working around the back yard when I stopped by on my bike to collect. She was wearing shorts and a bikini top. Perhaps her outdoor efforts had somehow twisted or pulled her bikini top, but her left nipple was completely exposed. Again, I made small talk for as long as I could. She was totally adorable, and to be looking right at that cute nipple in the midday sun was unbelievably arousing.

I had always wondered if these exposures were intended or not. I don't see how the first woman could not have known, but I guessed the second was a lucky slip. From then on, I always tried to stop buy at a time that might recreate my previous good fortune. Always weekday evenings for the first woman, but I never saw her again. Always weekday afternoons for the second. Although I saw her many more times, there was never another slip. But just seeing her each time brought back memories of that beatifully exposed nipple.