I just couldn't wait to get home, pull off my shoes, undress hurriedly and soak in a tub filled with hot water for a long time, dinner might come later. The traffic making me feel irritated and uneasy, I just needed to be in my space where I had control over everything. Suddenly it began to ease, I finally could maneuver past a few trucks and cars to get out of the jam. I could only sigh in relief knowing what awaited me at home, I increased my speed as I couldn't wait to get home.
Home was a cozy 2 bedroom apartment with glass walls on both parts of the sitting room. One part giving a great view of the city and the other directly opposite a 3 story building with numerous apartments similar to mine. Most buildings in the area had similar designs for their walls so it didn't matter at all. After unlocking the door, I hurriedly turned on the lights, pulled off my shoes, fed my dog and began peeling off layers of clothing as I went up into the master bedroom. I filled up the tub, lighted scented candles and stepped in, didn't bother with food cause I had a late lunch, "you'll fix something to eat after this" I said. It felt wonderful, great, refreshing and relaxing to sit in here, I didn't want to leave anytime soon but then my stomach began to rumble crying out for food. I waited a while until the water started getting cold and then I stepped out. Dried up with a towel and dressed in just a robe, I went in search of a meal.
Luckily I had some leftovers in the freezer, got it defrosted and heated up ready to eat. With my meal in hand, I began thinking of the best place to sit and savour my dinner. It'd be nice to watch the busy city from up here while I eat, I thought. So I walked over pulling apart the drapes covering the glass walls and ohhh it was so beautiful and breathtaking, I walked over to the other end overlooking other apartments to do the same, I pulled the drapes apart and that's when I saw it, my feet were rooted to the tiled floor, my gaze fixated. All I could do was stare with my mouth ajar.
Right there opposite my apartment, she was tied with red colored ropes to the bed posts both hands tied to a rail on the head board and both legs wide apart to either side of the bed. Her hair in a ponytail and clad just in black lace panties. Her breasts were bare and beautiful full enough to fill a hand but enough to have a man bury his face in I could only sigh. As I began wondering where her partner was, he walked in fully clothed in a suit, I guessed he just came back from the office. He was holding a little, ceramic bowl, walked up to her and began applying it's contents on her. Gently, with great precision his hands were moving expertly like he'd done that all his life, he rubbed from her neck to her collarbone, her arms, her hands and fingers, her breasts, never touching her nipples, down to her stomach, her navel, thighs, never touching her there and down to her legs and feet, every of his touch were meant to please and tease the site he touched, with gentle caresses. He took out a pair of scissors carefully cut off the panties she had on at both sides of her waist and her vee being careful to give just the minimum touch, she wriggled pushing her hips forward to get in contact with his hand but he moved back denying her that pleasure. He peeled off both pieces of her panties, commanded her to open her mouth as he stuffed her with them.