In the woods

It was late afternoon and I was heading for home form the care home after visiting my Gran. She was now looking quite frail and had some trouble remembering some things but I still liked to visit her there.

I was taking my usual short cut through the woods when I saw someone walking about 50 yards ahead of me. She disappeared and then reappeared as the path wound through the trees and I recognised that it was Janet, the administrator from the care home. She was one of the things that made visiting Gran a good event and I would catch my breath if she walked past me on the corridors, especially if she was absorbed in reading a file or something and I could watch her shuddering boobs as she walked along. She always said “Hi” and smiled when she saw me I would Say “Hi” back and feel myself blush at talking to her.

I guessed she was about forty or so – a little older than my mom but she looked great to me. She had brown hair flowing over her shoulders or sometimes she had it tied back in a pony tail. She was slim and tall and had these superb boobs which gently bobbed under her blouse as she walked along. She always wore a crisp white blouse and a neat dark blue skirt and I figured this must be her uniform there. Sometimes I’d take a peak through the gaps between her blouse buttons and catch a flash of her lacy bra. Almost every time I visited Gran, I jerked off that night thinking of Janet.

I was a bit surprised to see her walking the path through the woods as I’d never seen her there before and was sure she drove to work. Still, it was fun to be following her and thinking about her ahead of me, imagining those boobs swaying as she walked through the trees. What happened next was even more of a surprise.

She stopped ahead of me and for some reason I stopped too. Then she turned and looked around in every direction and although I thought she must have seen me, she didn’t seem to have and then she hopped over a fallen branch and went into the trees. I was wondering what she was doing and I moved on up to where she had disappeared and I crossed over the branch and followed.

About 20 paces or so in, there was a small clearing and I almost blundered into it when I saw Janet in there and I stopped and hid behind a bush. She moved over to a tree and lifted her skirt to reveal white lacy panties which she then lowered to her ankles and slid them off. Then she squatted down and began to pee. I almost choked watching her as she seemed to take ages dribbling a little stream, then pausing and then dribbling some more, pausing and dribbling again and all the while she kept holding her panties to her face and sniffing them. My cock was rock hard and I rubbed it through my jeans as I watched her.

“Have you seen enough then?” she suddenly asked and raised her head to look straight in my direction. I ducked down but she called out again, “Come on, I know you are there so show yourself!” and she began to stand, still holding her panties and smoothed her skirt back down.

I had no choice so I stood up and came out from behind the bush.

“So, what do you think you are doing?” she asked as she faced me with her hands on her hips.

“Nothing,” I blurted, “I’m just going home and I always use this path.”

“Path? What path? The path is over there so I’ll ask you again what you are doing.” She sounded mad but didn’t really look that angry and I didn’t know what to say.

“I dunno. I’m just going home. I’ve not done anything wrong.”

“So spying on a lady as she takes a pee is doing nothing wrong is it?”

Now I was worried and fired back “Hey, I wasn’t spying, and anyway, it’s you who’s taking the pee in a public place so it’s your fault and not mine if I saw you.”

“So you admit it now do you? Come over here.”

“What for?”

“Just get over here and don’t talk back to me.” Sullenly, and with my hands in my pockets I shuffled over towards her. “So, you weren’t spying on me Mikey, and I suppose you are going to say you never ogle my tits when I walk past you in the care home! Oh yes, I know you do and I’ve watched you do it for a while now wondering what to do with you. Looks like you were enjoying your little spying game too” she nodded down to my crotch and I tried to move my hands in my pockets to cover my hard on but it was obviously too late and then she laughed at my embarrassment.

“Hey, it’s not funny so stop laughing at me” I grumbled, feeling my face flush even more now.

“Alright,” she said “I’m sorry. I knew you were behind me and I wondered if you would follow if I left the path. Don’t be so grumpy now. You enjoyed what you saw didn’t you?”

“I didn’t see anything” I began but she cut me short.

“Of course you did. You were there when I lifted my skirt and you watched me all the time I was peeing and the little lump in your pants is proof of that and you saw me sniff my panties too.”
“Do you mean you knew I was there all the time?