Who's watching? (Bevatoria and AngelaSaxon)

[Bevatoria]

Somehow, he kept from rolling his eyes at the other person on the phone. "Unfortunately, sir, you were misinformed. The installation fee can only be reduced by twenty percent with the promotion we were running. However, I'm sure I can get the payments for your first two months waived, in light of this...miscommunication." Carter Syndel bit his lip to keep from groaning in frustration as the customer kept on going. Complaining about how some guy named 'Garrett' had told him that the installation would be half price, that he'd get a discount for the first six months, and that they could come in to put in the security cameras whenever he wanted. There was a fair chance the old man on the other end of the line was making it all up.

On the other hand, Carter knew that a guy named Garrett had been let go from Oswald Security recently, so there was just as much a chance that Garrett had tried to twist things in order to make a sale. That was the difference between Carter and most people; he knew just how far to exaggerate in order to get things done. Oswald Security Systems was one of the many companies Carter worked for, but whenever anyone asked him what he did, his answer was that he was a freelancer. Which he was, by many senses of the word.

Oswald Security had him on call as an installer and general contracter. He helped out a friend of his, Brian, on his construction crew for one week a month whenever the weather was good. And he was on good terms with a factory owner who occasionally needed a hand on the assembly line or with general cleanup and maintenance of their trucks, and not only was Carter happy to have so many different jobs at once, he felt like it made life interesting to constantly change tracks. He was certainly talented enough to do so, and at the tender age of twenty nine it wasn't as if his career path was set. The many jobs he held certainly proved he was smart enough to do something else, and at six feet and a hundred and eighty fit pounds, he was certainly big enough to handle any physical task in front of him (even if he wasn't nearly as ripped as Brian was).

Carter made good money; good enough to pay for the house he lived in on his own (something he hadn't had to do until recently when his girlfriend broke up with him), and to refuse work on occasion if he wanted to relax with his buddies. But not good enough to buy something like the house next door; a building that didn't exactly dwarf his two story home, but with the pool in the backyard and the immaculate lawn and decorations, he couldn't help but occasionally feel a pang of envy whenever he saw it. Which was often.

As the phone call finished, and he started to head to find his work uniform (or at least this particular work uniform), he cast a glance outside. The neighbors had told hi they'd be on vacation for several months but also that they'd hired a housesitter, which suited Carter fine. Looking after their place for a week was one thing, but during the summer for several months meant taking care of the pool, to say nothing of their pets...

He frowned. Did they actually have any pets?

He'd have to ask whoever ended up looking after the house.

 

[AngelaSaxon]

Amanda looked at herself in the mirror, a full-length antique as expensive as most of the furniture in the house she was minding, and so old it may have come from before authors had invented the method of introducing and describing their characters by having them look in mirrors.

Two figures gazed at one another, smiling, and both of them were young and extremely attractive, with green eyes and, at least at the moment, blonde hair. They both had a black cat winding around between their feet too, the owner's pet, with whom Amanda had been trying to make friends, or as close as cats can manage.

Amanda was enjoying this stay in comparative luxury. She would never have been able to afford this way of life if inhabiting this house hadn't become a job. She was especially enjoying having her own pool in the backyard. Amanda had never felt entirely comfortable in revealing bikinis when at the beach, but here, where no-one could see, she had decided to work on her tan.

She had bought a swimsuit especially for this project, and was about to take it for its first outing, if the backyard could count as an outing. For someone as reluctant to flaunt her body as Amanda, being outside at all in this would indeed count.

The bottoms were not the most revealing available, fear from it - there was more than a tiny strip at the back, for one thing. It was true that she would have had difficulty keeping her pubic hair out of sight if she hadn't shaved most of it recently - in truth, she knew, hardly anyone in the world knew her real hair colour - but there were certainly many swimsuits these days that put much more on display.

But the top was near perfect for tanning. The two small triangles covered a bit more than her nipples, but in truth not much - the vast expanse of her eye-catchingly large boobs would be getting as much sun as she could find.

Amanda took a deep breath and nodded, committing herself to what was supposed to be relaxing, fun even. The sun was shining, the privacy was assured, she had plenty of time and a superb swimming pool, beside which she fully planned to sunbathe a couple of hours away.

She headed out back, carrying only some sun-screen.

Amanda didn't give a single glance or moment's thought to the cameras attached to the building, pointing out at the backyard. In truth they were well positioned not to call attention to themselves.

So she felt no discomfort as she walked into their field of vision. She did look around to see if anyone was around, not because she thought there could be anyone able to see, but just as an automatic reflection of her modesty.

Satisfied she was alone, Amanda lay down on the beautiful lawn next to the pool, not bothering with a towel, enjoying the feel of the grass on her back, and that of the sun on her body.

But not wanting to burn, she decided it was time for some sun-screen.

 

[Bevatoria]

The first time he saw her, the last thing that was on his mind was 'asking' her about anything. Carter had just gotten home from his installation - having shrugged off his Oswald Security uniform and now just clad in a black exercise shirt and shorts - and was pondering whether to help with a construction job that he'd been offered or to take the rest of the day off. He'd worked a *lot* this week, but it wasn't as if he'd had anything else to do, as most of his friends were out for the day and he was still working his way back into the dating scene, or at least into the casual hookup scene. Assuming one called it that, Carter thought idly. But it was the random look out the window towards his neighbor's magnificent backyard and their pool that made his decision for him, as he saw the barely clad blonde stretch out on the grass.

Yeah, there'd be no work for him today.

From the second floor, he had a decent view of her even as he wished he was much closer so he could see her in all of her glory; the angle she had meant the fence couldn't entirely hide her. She looked pretty young, fit, and had big-

Wait. His gaze lingered on her for one more second before he backed away from the window. Not only would getting caught looking be creepy for her (and not the best way for him to introduce himself to the housesitter next door; there was nobody else she could be), but he had a much better and easier way to continue ogling discreetly.

He slid over to his computer, the refuge of many social outcasts, but Carter was anything but that even if his skills were considerable. A while ago, his neighbors had granted access to their pool cameras so he could keep an eye on their place, and he idly wondered if they'd changed their passwords....

Nope. With a grin, he pulled up a live feed, and leaned back in his computer chair - safely away from the window - as he leaned in. It looked like she was about to rub sunscreen on herself.

His only wish was that it was his hands instead of hers rubbing all over her body.

 

[AngelaSaxon]

Amanda slowly rubbed sunscreen into her skin, staring from her calves and working her way up her legs, her thighs, her stomach. She applied some more to her hands and did one arm after the other, so that most of her body was done.

Looking around again to reassure herself no-one could see, she thought 'what the hell' and reached behind her to where she had tied her top together with a big bow. In just a moment, she pulled her top away, her big firm boobs seeming to resist any attempt by gravity to effect them in any way, her nipples exposed to the sun for the first time in a very long time.

Amanda walked a few steps to the fence and hung her bikini top over it, so half of it was actually hanging into the backyard of her next door neighbour. Then she turned around, inadvertently giving an amazingly clear topless view of herself to the cameras she hadn't noticed, and walked back to where she had left the sunscreen on the grass.

Bending down to pick it up made her huge tits bounce around a bit as they hung, and then bounce even more as she stood up holding the sunscreen.

Squeezing some out onto her hands, Amanda proceeded to thoroughly massage it into her boobs.

If she had thought for a moment anyone could see, or ever would see, her doing this, she would have been more than mortified. But she cluelessly rubbed the cream into her perfect round tits until she felt they were thoroughly protected from the sun's rays.

Her efforts to apply sunscreen to her back were a bit awkward, but did have the effect of thrusting those tits dramatically out in from tot her, and further bouncing them around.

It felt nice, actually, to be topless in the backyard, secure in utter privacy. Amanda didn't like to wear a bikini at the beach, but here she could even go topless, it seemed, without having to worry.

One of her friends, Camilla, had gone topless at the beach once. Though Camilla was far less well endowed than Amanda, someone had nonetheless snapped some photos of Camilla as she lay on the sand, and Amanda could remember the look on Camilla's face when someone had sent her an e-mail including a link to a website where someone had put up those images. And when Camilla had gone to her computer and accessed that site, Amanda remembered how loudly Camilla had gasped as she had appeared on screen, topless in the sun in a whole series of photos seemingly taken with a high-quality zoom lens. Every detail of Camilla's quite nice b-cup tits had been exposed to the world, on a website that got tens of thousands of visitors every day…

Amanda wasn't going to have that happen to her!

 

[Bevatoria]

She wasn't entirely wrong in her thought process as Carter shamelessly ogled the nearly naked...blonde? (it didn't look like her natural hair color although he'd admit it suited her well) while she lotioned herself up. It wouldn't be her causing it, as she seemed blissfully unaware of the cameras focusing in on her now; the lens not even moving as it was the mechanism behind it that zoomed in. Nor would it merely be pictures, the thought forming in Carter's mind quickly as the first snapshot of her hands rubbing up her legs was quickly replaced by high definition video, already recording and saving to one of his many hard drives. It was something he would feel odd doing to the neighbor's family, given that they were people he knew and interacted with every day, but right now his neighbor wasn't anyone. She wasn't Amanda, a name he didn't know yet, she was just another hottie he could look at shamelessly since he didn't know her.

His breath caught as she slipped her top off, the big bow tie coming undone far too slowly for his tastes as her big, round breasts were freed. Carter shifted in his seat, as much to get comfortable with his growing hardon as it was to type in a few more commands. Getting out a live feed would be too hard, but he was having trouble getting folks over for guys' nights; he had a feeling that knowing they were next to an attractive house sitter might...incentivize it a bit.

Assuming that's who she was. But who else could she be?

Her top was slung carelessly over the fence, and the idea started to take shape in the back of his mind as he watched her work her hands into her big breasts, and Carter had to resist the urge to lean back and just watch. The unwitting show she was putting on was great, but he had enough focus to make sure he had started recording everything to show the guys later, or more...

He knew this wasn't the time to go introduce himself, as the last thing he wanted to do was spook this young lady and have her go inside. No, she had to feel comfortable and relax, so it'd be easier for Carter to sneak out and cause her top to fall on his side of the fence, and then rescue it later for her...

After all, there was few things ladies liked more then a gentleman, right? And even though the private, high definition view was great, nothing beat seeing a topless well endowed hottie in the flesh.

 

[AngelaSaxon]

Amanda lay back to soak up some more sun, her boobs pointing up at the sky, impressively firm. She was so well endowed she could be a Museum of Modern Art.

She looked forward to the fading away of her current tan-lines into an overall golden skin, even if only for her own satisfaction - no-one else was going to seeing it, she thought.

She knew, somewhat mortifyingly, that there had been speculation by some of her acquaintances as to the 'real' colour of her hair, which in particular meant, she knew, the colour of her pubic hair. That was another mystery she intended to keep to herself.

Secure in what she thought was absolute privacy, Amanda stretched herself and relaxed.

Though she remained oblivious, her legs ending up far enough apart that someone able to get a good look - someone say with the ability to zoom in with high-quality camera equipment - might even be able to detect a camel toe in her bikini bottoms, as the thin material stretched over pussy lips pulled slightly apart by the actions of her long, slender legs.

And it was in this position that Amanda began to drift away from the world, the combination of sun and relaxation sending her into a half-sleeping daze, eyes slowly closing until she was, in fact, asleep...

 

[Bevatoria]

Carter's gaze lingered a bit on the screen as her eyes closed and her chest - all of it - started to heave in a familiar motions of a nap; the zoom on the camera picking up every detail of the young woman's most intimate area as she'd spread her legs involuntarily for him. His thoughts drifted to doing something else entirely to her with her legs spread, and his manhood perked up again to attention.

He got up slowly - the entire process taking three minutes - as if making a noise from behind his computer would wake her up and spoil the whole thing. He could feel the urges to take full advantage of the sleeping beauty, but he also had enough discipline to remember to be patient; if he did this right, there'd be more then one instance of him catching her vulnerable and exposed, maybe even more times of her own making.

He just had to not appear to be the creep that he really was.

The excuse was ready, as his backyard was in dire need of weeding, lawn work, and many other little pieces of maintenance that he'd been waiting for an excuse to do. He wasn't expecting it to be a topless blonde who'd put her bikini over the fence, but he wasn't about to complain. There was a light breeze, but still Carter took his time walking to the fence, not wanting to take any chances as he reached out gingerly for the woman's top, hanging so appealingly before him on his side of the yard.

Inspiration struck him, and he stopped, pulling out his phone to take much more detailed shots from a different angle, the side profile of her body looking incredibly enticing from this angle. More shots to share with his friends, he silently thought to himself, as he reached back to the fence.

With a quick yank, the material brushed against the top of the barrier between him and his neighbor, but soon it was his. He looked around hesitantly, not wanting to hide it as she'd need it back eventually (...maybe...) before inspiration struck. A few steps away, he opened his shed up, tossed her top in there, and after grabbing a few tools and a rather obnoxiously large weed clearing instrument, he closed the door, taking no precautions in terms of not being loud.

If she woke up now, hopefully she'd have the courtesy to say hi to her new neighbor. Pretending not to have noticed she was there (or maybe giving her the leeway to sleep through the afternoon topless), Carter began to work on the yard as he always did, giving occasional quick glances to see if she'd wake up.

 

[AngelaSaxon]

It was lucky that Amanda didn't know she was being watched and, perhaps worse, recorded as she lay topless in the backyard of the house she was looking after. Lucky for her, because she would have found it terribly embarrassing. And lucky for her next-door neighbour, of course, since, being clueless, she made no effort to cover herself, and as time went on gave as thorough a display of her body in only her small bikini bottoms as could be imagined.

Now, Amanda was an attractive young woman, her fit, slim body notable for nonetheless having a bit of what some would call a 'bubble butt'. But what was truly remarkable was how large, firm and seemingly perfectly formed her breasts were, with quite little red nipples shaped like they were going to erase pencil markings. Many, many guys, and some girls, would have loved to get a good look at those tits. As she had developed these boobs, Amanda had become very careful about preventing exactly such wishes being fulfilled.

While her time looking after this lovely home permitted an amount of sunbathing that was quite new to her and, more importantly, notably private, she had not yet managed to have her tan-lines fade away. Going topless - wearing only these, for her, relatively skimpy bottoms - was supposed to begin the process of removing much of her, to her way of thinking anyway, excessively white skin, on the parts of her body she had to permitted to get direct sunlight.

As Amanda lay on her back basking in the warm light, she felt totally calm and relaxed, truly believing that her privacy was absolute.

She slept right through Carter walking into his own backyard. She remained snoozing peacefully as he took aim at her with his camera, taking photos of her from the side, her beautiful sleeping face so clear it would make her utterly unmistakable for anyone who knew her, and even more recognisable because of how clearly the photos captured her boobs rising from her chest, glistening a little from the sun-screen, nipples pointing at the sky.

And so the topless and top-heavy Amanda was in no position to notice when her bikini top was taken from the fence she had hung it over, leaving her with nothing other than her hands to even try to cover herself, should such a need arise. Should she become aware of such a need having arisen.

Amanda's sleep continued peacefully for a little while, and then somewhat less peacefully as the sounds coming from the next-door backyard started to penetrate her mind through her sleep and indeed her dreams.

Though part of her wanted to ignore everything and remain in pleasurable sleep in the sun, another part started to become not only disturbed by some loud noises, but anxious, even sleeping, as to whether the security of her privacy might soon to compromised.

The latter, more anxiety-prone part of her unconscious mind won out, as it usually did in such circumstances, and she opened her eyes.

At first all she saw was a beautiful clear sky, and she took a deep breath, still enjoying the sun, which made her tits rise and fall quite notably. Raising herself up to look around, propping herself on her elbows as she remained lying on the grass, she heard noises coming from over the fence.

Crap, someone was doing stuff in the next-door backyard! She didn't think they would have seen her - only a few, not-all-that-likely places would allow an easy view to where she was lying topless - but nonetheless she started to feel distinctly exposed, and, more to the point, at risk of someone getting a good look at her exposure.

For a brief moment she had a flash of memory of Camilla's expression when she found the topless photos of herself on-line, but pushed it away so fast it wasn't able to truly intrude on her thoughts.

Amanda stood up and walked toward the fence, intending to retrieve her top and quickly put it back on before anyone could see her like this. And since she didn't actually feel comfortable being seen even in both parts of this bikini, she thought she would just as quickly probably jog back toward the safety and privacy of the house for a rapid costume change.

Things didn't work out exactly as she hoped.

She was almost at the fence, only two steps away, when she realised there was a problem.

Anyone paying attention would be able to mark the exact moment when Amanda realised her top was not hanging on the fence anymore, because the volume of her gasp made her surprise and dismay audible for some distance.

 

[Bevatoria]

He actually got so engaged in his deweeding and yard work, the grunts of effort, the turning of his weed puller, and the sweat collecting on his brow and arms from the warm day, that Carter had almost forgotten the real reason he was out here - his shameless ogling of the hottie next door and making sure he saw her when she realized her plight. One glance as he stood up let him catch her waking up, her slim form rising from the grass, but he forced himself to keep working, wiping his forehead as he took another breath and dug into the ground to dig out one particularly troublesome nettle.

But his ignorance, feigned or realistic, could not be held when he heard the gasp from behind the fence. Even with as much of a con man as the twenty nine year old fancied himself to be, he hadn't exactly anticipated every scenario that could happen. He'd half expected her to go inside, but if she had really thought her top was still where she left it, well...

"Hey there..." Carter turned around, letting his eyes widen at the sight before him as he smiled abashedly, taking a couple of reflexive steps towards the fence, which gave him a better view of the woman's bare shoulders. "Um, I'm Carter, and I'm guessing...." He looked away in something resembling embarassment, pretending that he should be the one blushing even as he kept turning back towards the topless beauty (albeit one who was covered by much of the fence) "...that you were tanning or something."

He shook his head. "Hell of a way to make an introduction. Did you...misplace your top or something?" She'd gasped, of course, and he could make the logical conclusion. Right?

Play the dumbass, and she wouldn't know that he was hiding it, hoping to see more of her, keep her out here longer. He wasn't stealing as many glances as he wanted, or moving in too much closer, as he was idly keeping his place as he waited to see if she'd run away or keep searching for her missing clothing.

 

[AngelaSaxon]

Her face started to go pink as she saw the man next door, who had apparently been doing work in the garden or something but now was stopping and looking over her way.

Amanda's hands flew to try to cover her boobs as much as they could. If she had had enough hands she probably would have had one down over her crotch too - not that she was exposing more than many girls do at the beach, she was just that uncomfortable being in this set of bottoms.

She probably would have done the exact same thing even if she had known that photographs and video now existed very clearly showing everything she was trying to hide, except her face would have been a darker shade of pink, if not red. That is how automatic her efforts to keep herself covered had become.

Anyone else seeing those images would have seen an extremely attractive woman with spectacularly big boobs, wearing only a pair of bikini bottoms and currently looking distinctly concerned about being topless only a fence away from being utterly visible to the eyes of the apparently-green-thumbed neighbour.

She fought to resist her impulse to run inside the house, in case she could easily reclaim her top right now, but only just won the struggle against humiliating flight.

"Um, hello, I'm Amanda," she told him nervously after he introduced himself as Carter. "And yes…you haven't seen my, uh, my top, have you? I hung it over the fence here…I don't normally, you know, go topless outside...anyway I was, um, sunbathing…I guess I fell asleep…" She bit her lower lip, he wasn't staring or anything but he also wasn't looking the other way all the time.

Amanda hoped the fence could provide some kind of cover but kept her hands over her tits just to try to be sure. She had an urge to exclaim "don't look! I'm topless!" but managed to stop herself.

At least it didn't seem like he had been watching her as she sunbathed, she told herself.

"Did the wind blow my top over your side of the fence, do you think?" she asked, at a loss to explain the disappearance in any other way. "Um…can you see them anywhere?" She tried to peer over the fence, keeping her hands securely in place.

 

[Bevatoria]

Carter shrugged, feigning as much innocence as he could as he looked around aimlessly, as if he had no idea where her other article of clothing was. "There's been an idle breeze or two, but all in all it's been pretty calm today." Which it had been. Still, he bent down and peered around some bushes, the shed, near some plants in the garden before standing back up. "Dunno. You sure it's not on your side somewhere?" He scratched his head, playing the idle neighbor who just wanted to help, pressing closer to the fence as if to peek over himself at more then just the topless beauty in front of him.

His gaze went around the pool in her yard, nodding at it appreciatively. Carter had a bit of a plan; he'd gotten more then enough video and pictures of her already (at least for her first day of housesitting), but he wanted to get her more comfortable around him, so he kept watching her even as he pretended to look over her fence half heartedly, when he was going back to his shed to grab her to and place it where it'd been 'lost'. Eventually, he saw a moment where he could pitch it quickly behind a bush on her side of the fence, somewhat near where the top had been placed to begin with, and he quickly raised his voice.

"Hey, I think I found it..." He started with a bit of a laugh. "Looks like the wind did catch it after all." He watched her easily, both to see her reaction, and to see if she'd put it back on outside. She'd shown off a lot for the camera already, and maybe he could catch a peak...

 

[AngelaSaxon]

Amanda stood in only her bottoms, with a hand over each of her large boobs, peering over the fence, trying desperately to see her lost bikini top. She was slightly agitated when neither of them could apparently see it, to the point where she was bouncing up and down on her feet in frustration, not realising the degree to which, with no top and even with a hand over each one, this would make her tits bounce.

When her temporary neighbour declared that he might have found it, her massive relief was instantly visible on her face.

"Oh that's great, so great, I knew it must be here somewhere," she said, acutely aware of being topless in front of a stranger. He wasn't being creepy or anything, but she really wanted her top. Needed it!

 

[Bevatoria]

The relief on her face, as welcome (and as eventual) as it was, simply was only a tool for Carter to get to spend more time with his hottie of a neighbor, and he couldn't help but let his gaze linger as he nodded behind her. "It's just behind the bush on your side of the fence...maybe a breeze blew it over there or something." He was just the know-nothing neighbor, a guy who was pretending not to ogle her tits behind her hands (or the fence) but who would be doing far more then that later when he uploaded the videos of her online. It wasn't perverted if everyone does it, after all, and he knew his friends would enjoy seeing her...

Still, he needed to keep up the pretense of normalcy, so he kept talking to her whether she went to retrieve her other item of clothing or not, as if she wasn't incredibly exposed. He shifted behind the fence to hide his growing arousal (or at least make it more comfortable under his shorts. "So you're the housesitter, huh?" Idle talk, simple conversation, as if she wasn't topless and he didn't intend to scheme up more ways to ogle her...

"That old house tends to have troubles with wires or plumbing, so if you ever need a hand with more then just finding your top..." He laughed. "...let me know. I'm pretty handy around the house." Skills acquired over years of work and training, but far from the only ones he hoped to use to get more time with her. "Just if you need a friendly face, since I intend to be one."

 

[AngelaSaxon]

Amanda immediately turned to face where her neighbour indicated her top might be. As this involved facing away from her neighbour, she trotted over in that direction, letting her hands drop from her boobs as she did. Sweet, but in truth not the brightest, she forgot how clearly she was reflected in the window ahead of her, accidentally making a show of her big tits bouncing as she jogged to get her top.

Reaching the bushes, she bent over to look around for her top, an action which pointed her bikini-covered ass right back at her neighbour, but such was her desire to find the top that she didn't give it any thought at all, oblivious to her perfect young butt on display and even to her boobs hanging down in front of her as she looked around.

"I found it!" she finally squealed as held one arm up in the air in triumph, holding her miraculously found bikini top. A wave of relief washed over her; she could finally cover herself!

Unfortunately, she accidentally let go of it just as her hand was raised high.

The wind instantly grabbed her top and whipped it away toward the fence.

Her face falling in dismay, and acting fast and without thinking, Amanda turned and frantically ran, arms held out in front of her trying to catch the top before it was lost.

"Noooo!" she exclaimed. "No no no!"

Such was her panicked need to catch the top that she had no chance to keep her boobs covered, and they were utterly on display, bouncing around, in view for her neighbour as she flailed her arms trying to reclaim her bikini top.

Her last desperate lunge for the top just missed it as it landed once again over the fence between the two properties.

Her tits still bouncing slightly from sheer momentum, Amanda was left, topless in every sense, face very red as she realised the show she had put on. Was still putting on...

 

[Bevatoria]

Carter couldn't help but smirk a bit at the view that the young, naive Amanda was unwittingly giving. Well, smirk, ogle, and leer, both at her well endowed reflection in the window and at her firm ass pointing right back at him in her tiny bottoms. He couldn't help but lean over the fence a bit to get a better look at her, imagining the young blonde in different poses, in less clothing...a lot of ways, as he subtly shifted his posture so that he wasn't feeling so 'restrained'.

He folded his arms on top of the fence and smiled as she found her 'lost' bikini top, the flimsy garment waving as she hoisted it...and then a sudden gust of wind blew it out of Amanda's grasp. The unwitting chaos that followed went far beyond anything Carter could have possibly planned for her as she cried out, lunging after her other article of clothing with little care or thought to how her tits bounced and were on full display for her perverted male neighbor.

Back over the fence it came, and Carter pretended to be so shocked by what had happened (not a hard thing to do since he was shocked to a degree) that he gaped at her for a few seconds - hoping it wasn't too obvious he was looking at her rack - before he shook his head. "No worries. I'll grab it for you." It took less effort then he'd admit to not keep ogling her, especially since it'd probably be obvious to her - if her blush was any indication - that he was looking.

He stepped slowly towards her bikini top, having to maneuver around a tree as the garment landed on the ground. Carter picked it up gently, idly fingering it and feeling how flimsy it really was. "Got it." He avoided the temptation to wave it like a flag (or toss it behind him entirely), as he wanted to gain this young woman's trust. "Tough luck...usually it's pretty calm around here, so usually you won't need to worry about the wind grabbing your top like that."

Actually, the sudden gusts were troublesome in this area of the neighborhood, but he wanted her to feel...comfortable...tanning however she wanted to, as he extended his arm over the fence to hand her top back to her, wondering if she'd drop her hands to grab her other article of clothing.

 

[AngelaSaxon]

Amanda was so keen to retrieve her top that her arm shot out to take it from Carter before she had even thought about how to do it without further exposing herself.

As a consequence, even as she started to thank him for getting her top, her very large and firm young tits were once again exposed to her new neighbour, only this time she was just a couple of feet away, even if separated by a fence.

Which is to say, Carter could have easily made out the details of, for example, her small, cherry-like nipples.

As her hand grasped the bikini top, there was actually a moment when her eyes went wide, her mouth fell open, her faced reddened and she looked down in dismay at her utterly exposed knockers.

Her hands flew to cover herself as best she could, one of them still holding the top, which hung down from where her hand was clamped over her flawless, round tit.

Amanda's eyes moved up to her neighbour's face as his eyes also moved upward, and she was never to be sure if he was checking out her tits or not. Utterly embarrassed but blaming herself, Amanda decided to give him the benefit of the doubt.

She gave him a smile, face still distinctly pink, and then turned and jogged back to the house, hands still keeping her rack as concealed as possible.

When she arrived at the door, she had to take a hand off a breast to reach for the door handle - a moment very nicely caught on camera, though Amanda had no idea - but then she rapidly disappeared from view - one of the hottest young bodies in hundreds of miles finally safe from observation in the house.

Amanda couldn't believe she had accidentally given her new neighbour, Carter, a good long view of her chest. Sure, he was friendly and polite and seemed respectful, but she sure wasn't going to be putting on displays of her flesh like that in future!

It was, in short, mortifying...

 

[Bevatoria]

It wasn't as if he didn't linger on every detail of her nearly naked form, be they her pointed nipples, her smooth stomach, or the way her tits bounced unconstrained by her bikini top. And the view was much better from two feet away then it was from a distance, or even from the high definition camera that had captured her in almost all of her glorious details; long legs, perfect hair, even the embarrassed expression that she carried all the way back to her house.

But something about sending the pictures to his buddies was even more exciting. It was clear the exchange between them, as much luck as he needed to make it happen, had spurred Carter on as he was talking to Mike about the busty blonde's tits.

"You don't feel guilty about sending images of her without asking?"

Carter had his phone on speaker, a move that annoyed his friends as they could hear a fair amount of background noise as he talked. On the other hand, he also had a habit of hooking them up with things they needed or wanted...like pictures and video of a topless blonde who had no idea her nearly nude body was being video taped for thousands to view.

"If anything, it's better then you guys sending me nudes of your girlfriends. I barely even know this girl; doing it to a stranger is better then doing it to a friend." He paused, the videos he'd edited were nearly done buffering, and ready for upload to an anonymous online website. "Besides, Amanda's way hotter then the chicks you guys send me..."

"Fair enough. You should being us over to meet her..."

Carter had a feeling he knew what Mike really wanted, and shook his head as if his friend was in front of him. "C'mon, man, she wouldn't want to hang out with us. She barely knows me. There's so much more we can do first..."

And more that he would do. His six closest friends had Amanda's topless photos and little snippets of the video, but it was one long, perfectly edited high definition clip he'd uploaded to the website. 'Tanning hotties', or something like that; Carter didn't care. What mattered was how he'd zoomed in on her as Amanda had taken off her top, exposing her perfect tits for several thousand horny guys to ogle.

Unbeknownst to him, the video would get over a thousand hits in the first night, before getting linked on the front page the next day.

********

Part of getting to know her would involve far more then just ogling her on her security camera, and it was with that in mind that Carter walked up to her door the next morning, a stack of mail in hand. It had actually been in her mailbox but he'd pretended it was in his; she'd obviously not care too much about the family's mail but she still needed to take care of it.

He hit the doorbell, putting on a carefree expression - he'd thrown on a red t-shirt and cargo shorts for this quick excursion, as he had to work later in the day. If he didn't catch her, he'd keep one inconsequential piece of junk mail and put the rest in the mail slot to try again later.

Hopefully she'd have some sort of trouble for him to 'help' with, and he could start with the next part of his plan...

 

[AngelaSaxon]

The website 'Tanning Hotties' had been getting thousands of hits every day, and doing a good business based on people submitting photos of people who mostly had no idea they were being immortalised on the internet.

But the video of Amanda had turned out to be something special - footage of an amazing 'hottie' whose amazing tits would get more hits than the site had ever seen, amazingly quickly.

Within three hours it had been seen by a delighted Gary, a frat-boy Amanda knew, who she had refused to date the previous month. Gary couldn't resist commenting on the video of Amanda up on 'Tanning Hotties', if anonymously, laughing that he was getting a nice high-definition view of those knockers now and wondering how many people she knew would enjoy getting a good look at what she kept so very hidden all the time. "There is no way she would agree to be filmed topless. But hey, it is worth violating her privacy if we get to see a rack that great!" he wrote.

A member of the Tanning Hotties site, Gary downloaded the video and then, to fulfil this prophecy, he sent both the video and the Tanning Hotties link to a dozen people he knew who also knew Amanda, mostly guys who he knew had lusted after her with no luck, but also a lesbian friend he knew who had been annoyed that Amanda wouldn't even get naked in change rooms in front of other women. "This is one high quality video," he wrote to them all. "Pass it along to anyone you think would appreciate it!"

Both among her friends and in the world as a whole, Amanda's video had begun to go viral.

Which is why the manager of the Tanning Hotties site sent Carter an e-mail, asking if he had any other videos, and, if he did and would supply them, offering to share the profits from the increased hits the site was receiving. "While her obvious ;charms' have certainly contributed to the popularity of this video, it seems people have responded immensely to just how embarrassed she seems at points in this video. Just something to keep in mind."
...

Amanda tried to put her embarrassing exposure out of her mind, but found it difficult. She didn't want to think about being seen topless by her neighbour, knowing he had got an unintended display of her admittedly very big, firm boobs.

She thought it was affecting her though - especially since when she was shopping today she could have sworn a couple of guys had been looking at her with weird expressions, grinning like they knew something. Maybe it was just in her head...

All of which is why, when she answered her door to find Carter standing in front of her, holding what looked like mail, her face went pink, and she had had to stop herself from automatically putting an arm over her (currently decently covered) breasts.

After taking her mail, grateful that Carter had bothered to bring it over, Amanda had a thought. "Hey, I'm sorry to ask, but do you know anything about computers or security systems? The owners here told me how to work it all and how to keep it maintained, but I don't really have a good head for that stuff. I know you know them, and I'm sure they wouldn't mind, but would you be able to help at all?" she asked hopefully.

Amanda loved staying at this beautiful house, and wanted very much to do right by the owners.

 

[Bevatoria]

There was something to be said for looking a gift horse in the mouth, and the phrase applied to Carter perfectly as he tried to cover a moments' hesitation after hearing Amanda's request. She sure needed his 'help' with something, and it was with the security system itself....he blinked for a few seconds, probably looking like he was staring dumbly at her before he broke out out of his self imposed stupor with a nod. "Oh, yeah! That'd be easy. Let me go get my tools."

A moment later, he returned with his kit and strode in, walking confidently as if he already knew where he was headed. "I do this stuff for a living, and the owners had me install their cameras for them, so I know exactly how things are hooked up. Meet me in the den in an hour or so; I'm just going to do a quick inspection on the cameras to make sure they're working and then I can show you the feeds..."

Actually, what he planned on doing was to add his own cameras to the list, and with free reign in her house, Carter was able to do just that. The view on the deck was nice, but he had every intention of adding to the number of views he could pull. Hacking into their deck camera was one thing, but with a chance to 'inspect' the ones in the house, he could more easily tap into the ones watching the door. It was about an hour or two of work, but with that he'd tapped into the cameras watching every room in her house, adding much tinier, virtually undetectable cameras in the bedroom and shower to catch Amanda in more compromising positions. He had a feeling the modest young woman wouldn't do anything too crazy but he'd settle for catching her with her clothes off.

"Okay." He strode into the den, where the desktop computer was. "Looks like everything's in fine working order...now, I can show you how to cycle through the feeds using their program..." This would also let him send said feeds to his home computer as well, but she didn't need to know that, or about the cameras he'd 'added'.

He'd also thought about what Gary had said to him about making Amanda feel embarrassed, and knew the only way to do that was was for more guys to see her...or, for her to know that guys were seeing her in various states of undress. His friends were pestering him now, too. For now, his focus was on her, his 'customer service' face on as he showed her the camera feeds.

Although not the ones he intended to keep to himself.