I am a terrible tease. There's a guy who hangs out in public places, hoping to catch a glimpse up girl's skirts and I've kind of taken a shine to him. I've found him at stairwells all over London, hoping to get a glimpse up pretty girl's skirts. He doesn't look like your typical pervert. He's tall, and blonde, with a winning smile and a toned body his baggy clothes can't hide. I make a habit of finding his latest haunt and parading above him, giving him a shot up skirt to see my in the sheerest panties and tiniest thongs. I know he's a voyeur, which is perfect, because I'm an exhibitionist. I get the satisfaction of seeing his cock tent his jeans every time I give him a peek and the feeling makes me wet every time. I'd been tormenting him for weeks, giving him a view up my skirt, getting wet and the climbing the stairs again, so he can see. I think I finally pushed him too far, for I had just slipped into an alley after teasing him, when I felt a hard arm slid around my waist. "You've been following me," he breathed in my ear. "Yes," I gasped. "You like giving me peeks up your skirt?" "Yes," I groaned as his free hand slid up my skirt and cupped my soaking pussy through my panties. "Show me," he commanded. He released me and I turned slowly, my eyes fixing on his as I slowly lifted my skirt, revealing my sheer panties. "Touch yourself," he ordered, "show me how much you want this." I moaned as I lifted my skirt and teased my clit, but I refused to cum. He grabbed me by the hips, tore my panties aside and fucked me in the alley.