Marathon Stroke and Edge Show for my Neighbor

I am sitting in my media room, watching the news with my iPad on the coffee table. I had just made a fresh cup of coffee and intended have a long stroke session at some point. Perhaps after the news concluded for that hour. I was in Special Forces in the Army and due to a helicopter landing malfunction, the impact caused mild bruising of my upper spine. Rather than take pain meds...I was approved for medical marijuana. I ingest muffins made with the plants and enjoy pain free periods that last upwards of three days. Key side effect for me is I get extremely horny. So now I am done with breakfast and enjoying a cup of coffee and I began to browse XT and enjoy my favorite female masturbation vids. I then began to read my favorite ST stories. I now have a raging erection but I have yet to stroke. Lube is already poured out in my little dish, I like to keep it ready for convenient re-lubing. I love to constantly hear that smacking flesh like sound my hand makes wrapped around my dick. I decided to begin stroking my dick slowly with a loose grip. This allows the lube to get worked around my entire 9 inch shaft. After about an hour stroking to my favorite female masturbation vids...I retreated to the kitchen for a drink of water. I return and immediately began stroking. I am now reaching that "hypnotic zone" where I slowly stroke and attempt to stay on the edge without cumming. It had been three weeks since my last release. I stroke and edge as often as I can. I enjoy the stroke. To me, an orgasm is a by product of stroking. It also represents the end of something I really enjoy, stroking. I have now been stroking and edging my dick for hours now and I've drifted in and out of that "hypnotic zone" many times. Each time I try to edge longer before halting my stroke. My neighbor's deck is visible from my media room couch. Her house sits slightly higher on our hill and she can see right into the room through my large patio glass doors. She is a single white female. She's a nurse and works nightly. She is sitting on her deck looking right at me. She then got up and walked into her house. Minutes later she returned and sat down again. This time her robe was open and she casually drank from her coffee cup. She watched me stroke for nearly 15 minutes. I for some reason couldn't let go and return to that "hypnotic zone" because I was so busy trying to see if she was masturbating under her table. She received a phone call and eventually retreated back into her house. For weeks this went on. I'd be stroking and then see that she was sitting on her deck after I came out of that "hypnotic zone" state of mind. I began to lose track of how long she'd be watching me stroke. I never came while she was watching me. I was too busy enjoying the stroke. We speak, talk and discuss normal neighbor stuff. We've never discussed the whole voyeur thing. At any rate she gave birth to a beautiful baby girl a few years ago. Knowing this, I no longer put on a show for her. You can tell mutual attraction was there.