Caught, Chapter 1 

Frank was sweating. "How the fuck did I get myself into this?" he asked
himself disgustedly.  He knew he was in serious trouble and had every
reason to think this was the end of everything.  As he pondered what he
could possibly do to get out of this he thought about how this all started.

It had been so simple. It had been a beautiful day.  He had been working at
home and decided to take a break and walk out to the street to get the
newspaper.  His house was in a well-to-do neighborhood with each house on a
one to two acre wooded lot.  He liked the idea that there were plenty of
trees and shrubs around to provide privacy between each home.  It wasn't
that he disliked his neighbors.  On the contrary, he got along fine with
each one.  He enjoyed the occasional "over the fence" conversation whenever
he and his neighbors were both out working in the yard.  He and his wife
just didn't meet socially with the neighbors. There was too much of an age
difference with the Clarks, they were just starting out as a family, with a
daughter who had just started First grade.  The neighbor on the right, Dr.
Franken, was an ER Physician so he was hardly around.  Frank and his wife,
Sylvia, were now empty nesters as their son was now off to his first year
in college.

Since Frank had been working at home, he was still in his bathrobe.  It was
about 67 degrees and crystal clear skies but was a bit breezy with
occasional gusts pulling at his bathrobe as he walked down his front walk.
He breathed in the fresh air and thought he would much rather stay outside
than go back in to work.  Maybe he would read the paper on the back deck
before he went back to work.  He walked down the driveway and felt the
breeze flutter his bathrobe and felt the cool air billow up his loose
fitting boxer shorts.  Frank was surprised how refreshing that felt. "Mmmm,
maybe I should be naked."  That, of course, was a silly idea.  Even though
the neighborhood was wooded and fairly private there was the risk of the
occasional person jogging or driving by and the next-door neighbors can see
through the trees into his yard.

Frank reached the street and found his paper.  As he picked up the paper,
he saw the neighbor across the street pull out of their driveway and head
off to work.  Frank waved and hoped the breeze didn't flash his neighbor. 
He saw that it was Shirley.  Her husband Joe had probably already headed
off to work.  Frank devilishly thought it would be fun to flash Shirley,
she was quite attractive and the notion gave him a rush.  Fortunately,
Mother Nature remained calm and Shirley was able to drive off having seen
nothing more than a friendly wave from Frank.

Frank sighed and headed back to his house.  The breeze once again teased
him and treated his groin to its refreshing ventilation.  Frank didn't
bother restraining the bathrobe as he was now in the seclusion of his yard. 
As he came up the walkway, he heard a noise from the Clark's house and
realized it was the side door to the house.  Through the trees, he could
barely see Maggy Clark walk around her car and climb in.  She had a short
skirt on and while he couldn't see her very well, through an opening in the
branches, he did have an unobstructed view of her legs. As she opened the
door to her SUV, he saw her climb in and was treated to a very expansive
view of her legs.  She was far away enough that he really couldn't see much
detail but he could see that she had nice legs.  "Hmmm, I hadn't realized
she had such nice legs." he thought.  He thought about all the times he had
seen her and realized that every time she had been wearing baggy slacks or
sweats.  He had heard that she had gotten a new job so maybe she had to
dress fancier for her job.  In any case, he liked the change.  He had
always thought she was a homely woman who always looked like life was just
a bit too much for her. After this treat to her legs, Frank thought of the
old joke about putting a bag on her head.  Actually, that wasn't fair.  It
wasn't that she was ugly; she simply wasn't attractive.  Frank had wondered
how her husband Bob was attracted to her.  After seeing her legs, he knew
at least part of the reason.

She closed the door, pulled out of the driveway, and headed off to work. 
Frank was sure she hadn't seen him because of the trees and he hadn't
really moved to draw attention to himself.  Frank stood there remembering
the lovely view.  As he did he was, once again, treated to the stimulating
breeze. "Man that feels good!  Too bad I can't get naked."  Frank thought
to himself as he headed into the house.  He had always had an interest in
nudism but his wife wasn't interested in pursuing it.  Whenever Frank went
camping or out into the woods by himself he looked for opportunities to
enjoy the outdoors 'au naturel'.

He brought the paper to the kitchen and poured himself a fresh coffee.  He
was about to head out to his back deck when he realized all his neighbors
had gone off to work.  He really could get away with being naked in the
yard. "Jesus! What a perve you are." Frank said out loud.  As he opened the
back door, he once again felt the breeze and thought, "Heck, at least I
could take off my shorts.  That way I could enjoy the breeze and no one
would know the difference."  He liked that idea, stepped back into his
house, and removed his shorts.  He felt a rush of excitement knowing that
he was being a bit devilish.  He couldn't wait until he got outdoors.

He went out on the deck and enjoyed the feeling of cool air rush under his
bathrobe.  He sat at the table and sat on the edge of the seat with his
legs spread so he could enjoy the effect even more.  His cock stiffened
slightly with the combined effect of the breeze and the excitement of being
almost naked.  He tried to read the paper but it was difficult to
concentrate as he became progressively distracted by his nakedness.  He
kept moving closer and closer to the edge of the seat until he was barely
sitting and his legs were carrying more and more of his weight.  His legs
were getting sore from the effort and he was beginning to think this was
silly.  He finally stood to head back into the house because he was
starting to feel foolish.  As he stood, a gust of wind blew his bathrobe
completely open and he was now completely naked facing in the direction of
the Clark's house.  He quickly covered himself because he wasn't sure if
Dr. Franken or the neighbor behind his house were home.

Frank went into the house feeling both silly and frustrated.  He realized
that he really wanted to be naked and the thought of Maggy's legs made him
want to do something more than just get naked.  He was about to go back to
work when he thought, "Hey, the front yard is actually more private than
the backyard."  Their house was set back very far on their lot and they had
left the front yard as natural as possible so that they could eventually
put in a small nature walk.  They never got around to putting in the walk
so the front yard was actually pretty secluded except to the Clark's house. 
"If the Clarks aren't home then there is no reason why I can't find a spot
where I can get naked."

Frank felt a rush of excitement as he walked out the front door.  He looked
around his yard and realized there was sort of a small clearing among the
group of shrubs near the Clark's side of the yard.  Frank walked across the
lawn and entered the wooded area.  His heart was pounding as he felt the
breeze tug at his robe and the fresh air on his cock and balls.  He walked
into the clearing and looked around to see how private it really was.  He
couldn't really see the street or Dr. Franken's house so was confident that
he was safe in that direction.  He looked toward the Clark's house and he
could see small portions of the house and driveway but, even in this
direction, he felt fairly confident that, as long as he was careful, he
could remain camouflaged.

With his heart pounding he slowly opened his robe and felt the cool air
bathe his naked body. "God that feels good."  Frank removed his robe and
draped it on a nearby branch.  He felt so free - he felt like dancing and
running around.  He knew this was not a good idea because the motion would
attract attention and possibly disclose his perversion.  "Jesus!  Sylvia
would die if she knew I was doing this and she'd kill me if the neighbors
found out.  The humiliation would be unbearable."

Frank shook those thoughts from his head as he felt the pleasure of his
exposure.  He ran his fingers over his body and felt that familiar tingle
as he touched his cock.  "Mmmmm, too bad I can't watch Maggy climbing into
her SUV now."  His cock stiffened at the thought.  He remembered her
shapely legs and began to stroke his cock as he thought about enjoying the
view of Maggy in his completely naked state.  He felt the rush of
excitement as he imagined the scene of her slowly getting into her SUV and
then a flight of fantasy, that seems so easy to achieve once his cock is
erect, made him think about Maggy knowing he was there and then purposely
flashing him as he jerked off.  The excitement was amazingly powerful as
Frank exploded much sooner than he expected and with a tremendously huge
force as he shot several strong jets of gism into the air.  As he milked
the last of it out of his cock, he had to gather his breath.

"God, I haven't had a whack off like that in years!"  Frank was astonished
at the force of it. "Wow, I need to do this more often!" 

He pulled his robe on and slowly walked back to his house without bothering
to close it.  At this point, he didn't care.  He dragged himself back to
the house and headed to the shower.

The next day Frank waited for Maggy to head off for work and waited a long
time to see if he could catch her climbing into her SUV again. 
Unfortunately, she left when he had to go inside for a bathroom break.
Still, he was able to enjoy his nakedness with similar results as the day
before.

He decided to explore a little bit and, while still naked, he explored the
woods between his house and the Clark's.  He found a spot that would give
him a much better view of the driver's side of Maggy's SUV.  It was a bit
more exposed than the other spot but Frank was confident that, if he stayed
still, he wouldn't draw attention to himself and Maggy wouldn't see him. 
She would have no reason to look in his direction and he would remain
unseen.