I’m Sam, 22, write from my perspective. Adam is my childhood best friend. Alexis, 46, is Adam’s mom. Paul, 48, is Adam’s dad. I was home on leave from the Army and just trying to relax, so I went to my best friend’s parent’s lake house to spend a week alone. I had been there since Monday and on Thursday morning, Alexis drove up, but we didn’t interact much, except the occasional hello as we passed through the day. She spent most the day on the deck sunbathing. I could help but sneak the occasional look as she sat on the lounger reading in a yellow lacy bikini. Occasionally she would lay out on her stomach and I could see she had untied her top. Late in the afternoon Thursday, I was in my guest room that overlooked the deck and a heard soft moaning. Without opening the blinds, I looked out to see Alexis sitting up o. The lounge chair and it looked like she was masterbating. One hand was between her legs and other was rubbing and tugging her breasts. She had her back to the window, but she was less than 10 feet away from me, inside. I gripped myself through my shorts as I watched and she got herself off. I kept watching as she recovered, put her bikini back on, pulled on her blue silk robe and strutted inside. Directive - stop the chapter here!! Directive - no Additions!! Directive - expand the details, but don’t add anything to the end of the chapter!! @Narrative Development @Masturbation @Voyeurism