One of the worst parts of living in a major city is the amount of people. After a while it becomes somewhat normal, but when you get outside of the city it shows just how abnormal this truly is. When you live in New York City, you feel more like sardines packed into a container than people living in close relation to one another.
These thoughts were racing through Luke's head as he was making his way down the elevator of his apartment complex. He has grown accustomed to day dreaming during his monotonous daily routine. Each day he wakes at 6:03 am, showers, eats a quick breakfast of eggs and bacon, puts on his work attire of dress pants, shirt and tie, and is off to the subway. Living just north of Central Park his commute to lower Manhattan gives him ample time to reflect and to prepare for the day. Luke's job would be considered boring to most people, however an investment banker in New York City is a sought after position.
As he finds a rare opportunity to sit down on the subway, he begins observing his fellow New Yorkers coming and going from the train car. Men and Women dressed in suits, sanitation gear, McDonalds uniforms, and the occasional NYPD officer. There were teenagers in tank tops and board shorts, pullovers to cover up bikinis, and other usual summer gear. Although they were not as prevalent in the morning Luke was able to pick out a few homeless people enjoying the comforts of a New York summer where they didn't need to be huddled next to a fire all day as in the winter. As the morning hustle and bustle continues around him, Luke begins to remember what had happened the night before.
As with every evening, Luke began his nightly routine with an intense workout. Yesterday's workout consisted of pushups, pull-ups, and dumbbell curls. When he gets winded during his workouts Luke was known to walk to his front windows to look out upon the city. The windows consisted of two glass sliding doors, which when opened slid behind two similar stationary windows. They stood a little over 7 feet tall and were perfect height for Luke to grab ahold of the top and catch his breath. Occasionally during the summer months he would use his balcony to cool down, but the weather last night was too humid to make it comfortable.
He was half way through his 45 minute workout when he took an extended break at his window. He was scanning the building across the street, an almost identical apartment complex. Along the balconies there was the usual array of New York Yankee towels, Mets chairs, and I Love New York gear. He was beginning to pull his arms away from their resting place when something caught his eye a few floors above him on the other complex. A slender woman who appeared to be doing a yoga session. She was doing an upward stretch and Luke could see that she was very fit. Because of the angle of her balcony he could only see to her waist, but he did notice that she had large breasts for her size. She had her dark brown hair tied back in a ponytail, and from what he could make out, she had very pleasant features. Luke noticed that the shirt she was wearing appeared to be one of his favorite album covers, The Beastie Boys "License to Ill". "What a small world," Luke said as he turned to finish his workout.
Luke enjoyed his protein shake, and began to watch a re-run of "The Office" that was on TV. His relaxation was short lived when his 3 year old pug Tormund came plowing through the living room. Luke knew that could only mean one thing. He grabbed the leash as Tormund sat anxiously by the door. "Are you ready to go to the dog park?" Luke asked. Tormund's bark and body gyrations made it clear that he was ready. They took off down the elevator, out the front of the apartment complex and headed south toward "Boris' Playground" the local dog park. On their way into the park Luke grabbed a poop bag, and unhooked Tormund's leash letting him free.
Luke pulled out his phone to check the stock market, emails, and see what was happening on his twitter feed. He caught the scent of someone grilling hamburgers and hot dogs from a nearby balcony. He turned to see if he could tell where the scent was coming from and noticed a fit attractive woman in a Beastie Boys shirt. Luke stared lustfully at the attractive woman, seeing that she was even prettier than he had thought. This was indeed the woman that he was seeing from his window earlier that evening. She caught him looking at her and gave him a smile. Just then he heard Tormund barking, he ran to grab him before he chased a small chihuahua through the parks obstacle course, and smack! Before Luke knew it he was on top of the beautiful neighbor in the Beastie Boys shirt with her dogs leash stuck around his foot. As he was fumbling trying to get back to his feet he grazed her stomach and noticed she felt very fit, today was definitely not her first yoga experience.
"I am so sorry, I heard my dog barking and wasn't watching what I was doing," Luke said.
"It's okay, seems like my dog started it by running. Lucy has always been feisty with small dogs like her," the woman said as she grinned with both cheeks becoming increasingly red.
Luke noticed that she had a curvy body to be so petite. It was hard to keep his eyes on her eyes with her wearing her tight fitted yoga clothing.
"My name is Anna" the woman said while looking at Tormund's collar. "And you are, Tormund? I see your dad must be a fan of Game of Thrones."
"I am indeed. You can call me Luke though, only Tormund calls me dad," Luke grinned thinking this was extremely clever.
"I'm used to men falling for me, but maybe not this fast," Anna said as she was getting back to her feet.
Luke chuckled , knowing that she had won on wittiest comment. "You have some dirt there on your back and pants," Luke pointed to her yoga pants.
"Can you brush it off for me?" Anna asked winking with her right eye.
Luke obliged and rubbed her back first, then moved to brushing off her pants. As he was rubbing the dirt off her butt he noticed she wasn't wearing any underwear that he could feel. Also how round and tight her backside was.
"You must workout often," Luke said as he finished wiping her down.
"Oh yes, a lot of yoga and toning stuff, and lots of stairs," Anna smirked. "You aren't too bad yourself Mr. I take my rest breaks with my shirt off staring out into the distance," Anna covered her mouth pretending that she had let her secret slip.
"So you stare at me out the window huh?" Luke laughingly asked.
"Well that's all I can do, from afar," Anna winked again with her right eye.
Luke could feel his member tightening in his cargo shorts and began looking around the area rather than at Anna. "How about this. How about I meet you at your apartment building tomorrow at 630, we go somewhere nice for dinner and you get to know me, not from afar?" Luke looked back down at Anna hoping he had said the right thing.
"I've got something better. My sister is a chef and just sent me an awesome recipe. It's perfect for summer. But it involves grilling, and I'm pretty sure you're the guy to help me out. So, how about instead?" Anna reaches into Luke's pocket grabbing his cell phone. "You text me on this number, and let me know when you are coming over and I'll give you my apartment number," Anna said excitedly.
"Yeah I think we can work with that," Luke said. As Anna slid his phone back into his pocket, Luke was trying to think of anything other than how she had grazed his cock. He wasn't sure if she had noticed or not but he did see that he was now able to see her hard nipples through her Beastie Boys shirt.
She clipped Lucy back into the leash and turned back toward them. "Nice meeting you Luke, don't forget to bring mr Tormund as well tomorrow. See you soon," And with that Anna opened the gate and began to walk back to her apartment.
Luke's head smacked against the subway cars window as it raced around one of the many curves in his morning route. He was shook back to the present time. He was excited for this evening. It had been a year since Luke had split up with his long time girlfriend. And his only activities outside of work had been working out, watching movies and TV, and playing with Tormund.
Luke watched the other morning commuters for a few more minutes before his stop came. He was able to make it from the subway to his office in almost record time. He got started on his daily reading of stock futures, what the companies he invested for were looking at that day, and the latest baseball standings. As he was reading through the news on ESPN he began thinking about the previous night after he met Anna.
After returning home from the dog park, Luke finished his episode of "The Office". He read a few chapters from the latest book he was reading, took Tormund out for his last bathroom break, and then hopped into bed. As he lay watching TV and trying to cool his mind, all he could think of was Anna. How beautiful she looked in the window, and then how much better she was in person.
He felt his cock begin to enlarge as he was imagining her in his mind. He thought about how tight her ass had been, how hard her nipples were after grazing his cock. It wasn't long before he had to pull down his boxer briefs to release the tension that his hard cock was producing from being trapped inside. He reached over to his night stand and grabbed a tissue and a quick squirt of lotion. Luke rubbed the lotion beginning at the head, then in circular motions all the way down his hard cock. Once he had covered every inch, he closed his grip around his member and closed his eyes. He imagined bending Taylor over the couch and entering her from behind. Pushing deep inside her while getting to feel her tight ass. He pictured pulling on her ponytail and hearing her moan for him. It wasn't long before Luke's hard cock released it's pleasure. He cleaned off, and had to wipe his forehead and chest from the sweat that he had created. He checked his alarms and put his head on his pillow and quickly fell asleep.
"Cool hand, ready for the weekend?" asked Tim, one of Luke's work companions.