When I was growing up, the neighbor was kind of a horny old man next door. He was always catcalling the women in the neighborhood that walked by. When I was in my teens, I noticed he would watch me while I was outside. He called me over one day and made a proposition to me. He asked if I would like a bit of extra spending money. I knew there had to be a catch. I asked him what he had in mind for me to do to earn it. He said if I came over he’d tell me all about it.
I did want more money of course, we all do, so I thought I’d listen to what he had to say. He told me to come over an hour later, so I did. He answered the door wearing a robe. I was beginning to get the idea of what he had in mind. He asked if I’d be willing to watch him jerk off, and if I’d masturbate in front of him. He promised there would be no touching, just watching. He said he’d pay me a lot more to masturbate than just to watch him. I said I’d think about it.
I thought about it and decided I could do it. The next time my parents were out, I went over and he was in the robe again. He opened it and had a big, hard cock on display. He sat down opposite me and stroked it for what seemed like the longest time. Then he finally came and it dribbled all over his fingers. There was some money for me on the table by the door to get on my way out. Over the next few years I watched him countless times and masturbated for him several times and he watched every stroke I made with my fingers on my pussy. He even bought me a few toys to use while he watched me. It wasn’t too bad, he kept his word and never even attempted to touch me, and I made a good sum of money. He was a horny old bastard, loved to stroke that dick for me.
