Joanna had seen Herr Egger, the next door but one neighbour, hundreds of times and paid him little attention although she always said “good day” politely. It was only when she saw him naked that day that she realised that he was beautiful. Not beautiful in any conventional sense because Herr Egger who was a construction worker in his 50s wasn't handsome at all. He wasn't tall or lithe or sun tanned all over. Although he did strenuous work, his body had run a little to fat, not excessively but there were folds of flesh and he had breasts which were hairy. But, nude with his powerful maleness exposed, he was beautiful nonetheless and seeing him unclothed and unsuspecting of her presence stirred Jessica pleasurably. It was a warm day. She had gone into the woods behind her street of houses. There was no path through the trees and therefore no people or any likelihood of any. Through the screen of trees, Joanna could see into the gardens whose fences separated them from the woods. Herr Egger clearly thought that he would not be overlooked. He was sitting in the nude on a plastic garden chair on his patio. He wore only a white hard hat from work that partly hid his face and a yellow plastic safety waistcoat that probably also belonged to his job. He was lying back in the chair with his legs splayed in front of him, apparently soaking up the warmth from the afternoon sun. Joanna noticed that his penis was unusually large, although it was soft, and that he shaved his pubic hair and belly. She had seen her father and brothers naked but never a man outside the family. None of them had a penis so large. Joanna wasn't frightened. She knew she couldn't been seen which gave her courage and she was fascinated by the paleness of Herr Egger's body and the bigness of his penis. It excited her that she was seeing him without his knowing it, that she was intruding upon his intimacy and he would surely be embarrassed . She would have liked to be nearer, to touch the man's penis. She had the curious idea, she didn't know where it came from, that she would even like to have the penis in her mouth as well as in her hand. Was that a natural thought or did it mean she was weird? She didn't know but she wasn't shocked at herself. Herr Egger stirred and ran his hands slowly over his breasts, down the sides of his belly to rest on his thighs. His penis twitched and began to grow although he hadn't touched it. Joanna and Herr Egger watched his penis swell together until it was standing hard and proud over his smooth belly. His right hand moved slowly from his thigh to grasp his cock which was big enough to emerge from the fist he made around it. He began to masturbate himself and Joanna thought it took an age of vigorous pumping – didn't that hurt? -before his whole body seemed shaken by spasms and cum spurted in gouts from the end of his cock to splash on his thighs. It was Joanna's first experience of male masturbation and she watched enthralled as Herr Egger's spasms slowly subsided and he sank bank in his chair with his eyes closed. Of course her mother had explained to her that men wanked themselves but actually seeing it was so different. Her mother had made it sound like something secret and dirty but Joanna thought as she slipped away that it had temporarily turned the mundane Herr Egger into a thing of beauty.