Neighbourhood watcher (part 2)

My heavy makeup was complete, with very long false eyelashes, and my heavily glossed red lips glistening, ready for the big screen. My shoulder length, fingerless rubber gloves were tight, but somehow comforting, my deep red nails contrasting sharply with the shiny jet smothering my arms. My black PVC leotard was tucked under my semi-transparent, smooth, wet looking, red rubber miniskirt. The hair tonight was blonde, big, and back combed. I left the bathroom light on, dimly illuminating the small kitchen, hoping my shinywear would be spotted, glistening, as I tottered back, slowly, and seductively. I stopped behind my kitchen door, hidden from view, legs starting to tremble, my cock stirring even more, bulging the sweaty red rubber! I stole a look through my small, frosted window panel, and noticed his light had gone out, but could make out his shape in the window. My heart thumped loudly, as my anticipation rose, but I needed to calm my nerves!