Exposed And Peeping at The Same Time

Since I'm single and not in a relationship, nor sexually active (with a partner, that is), I find I have, surprise, a frequent urge to masturbate. If I'm not sitting in front of the computer getting turned on by reading erotic stories or watching others have sex or masturbating on web cams, I can be found lying in bed when the urge strikes. A large majority of my bedroom fantasies, after I close my eyes, involve being in various compromising situations (me being naked) with many of the female neighbors I have come to know since moving into the neighborhood a few years ago. Their ages range from teenagers to one in her 70's, and they all have their own specific type of fantasy with which I relive, with occasional slight variations, in my mind. They all get their turn, to be fair, but some more than others! One of those females is Ann. She's a shapely little thing with short hair and large breasts (fyi, not required to be attractive to me). During the summer months, I am always welcome to go down the street and enjoy an evening of conversation and drinks with her and her husband John around a fire in the back. There's always been some attraction between Ann and me, but neither of us would ever act on it. Of that I'm certain. Anyway, I came over a few weeks ago as usual. And we did the usual talking and drinking thing. When it started getting a little late in the evening, Ann decided it was time to head in for the night. The fire still had probably about half an hour left in it, so John and I decided to stay out until the fire was done. I hadn't gone to the bathroom in forever, and 10 minutes after Ann had went in, my bladder was ready to burst. John would on occasion, just go around the garage if he had to relieve himself in the past, so I asked if it would be ok to do the same. He was fine with it, so I got up and started for the garage, but since it wasn't too late out yet, there were lights on and neighbors still out behind the house. So since I would have been clearly visible to all, I needed to find another spot. That took me to the back of the house just outside Ann and John's bedroom windows. There was much less light there and I felt no fear of being caught going there. I don't know why in my state of needing relief, I felt that urge to be naked. But I did. I didn't in fact take my clothes off to pee, but instead of just unzipping I decided to unzip, unbutton, and lower my shorts and underwear down to just above my knees. I then lifted my shirt with my left hand and held onto my shorts with my right, exposing as much as I could to the night air. I don't know if I should have been able to harden while having to pee, but I did. Just the thought of being totally naked right then excited me to no end. The second I started my what would be LONG steady stream of relief from my semi erection I heard "what are you doing?" coming from the bedroom window six feet away from me. "I'm going to the bathroom" I replied. It didn't register that Ann might still be getting ready for bed. Their bedroom lights were off, so I didn't give it a second thought. Yet as I turned my head to look (my body was facing to the left with my back at a slight angle to her), there she was with her head peeking between the sheer white curtains almost pressed against the screen. "Oh, I thought you were John." And she just stayed at the window, watching me in the dark and started talking to me. It also quickly became apparent, that my eyes were now adjusting to the darkness, and it was quite obvious that if I could now see her in the window, then she could see all of me standing six feet away from her holding my shorts down and shirt up. It wasn't long before Ann told me I shouldn't be going where I was going, and I should turn more to my left. So only out of fear I was peeing on something I shouldn't, I turned a good step to my left and continued. I then realized I was giving her a perfect profile view of my almost completely hard cock. "That's better" she said. I doubt that comment was for where I was peeing. She took in the view for a brief moment longer, then retreated into the middle of her bedroom. I was now able to somewhat see through the sheer white curtains, thanks to a bit of light from the hallway coming in through their open bedroom door. It wasn't like a spotlight by any means, but I could see what she was doing. I don't know if she thought I could or not, but she proceeded to pull her shirt over her head and drop it on the bed. I was just finishing up as I saw her reach behind and unhook her bra as she slightly bent forward to remove it. I could see her arms reach up and cup underneath her breasts and she slid her hands out away from her body a couple of times. I couldn't see well enough to know for certain, but I like to think she was tugging on her nipples a little bit. She then quickly put on a night shirt as I zipped up and walked back over to the fire. Watching me pee never made it into any of my many fantasies while masturbating, but this unexpected event has now moved it way up the charts when thinking of Ann. She does look at me a little differently now. At least it seems like she does. I just love that she has seen my cock and that it was done in an accidental way.