I took a great risk last night, just turning up at her door like that!
Hell - I still can't believe I thought that would be acceptable to her, that she would even open the door!
But she did! And now things have changed!
Changed from that first night when she became aware of me watching her.
She had only just recently moved into the apartments opposite a few days when she had inadvertently walked through her lounge in just her underwear, she never noticed me - but I very much noticed her!
I soon became addicted to the random chances I was given of seeing this tall, slim angel walking around in next to nothing. I would sit patiently in my semi-darkened room waiting for her to arrive home from her day at work The autumn evenings were drawing in, allowing me some privacy to indulge in my new voyeuristic pastime.
But then one night, as I sat there watching, she walked towards the full-length windows in her living area and stopped. She seemed to be looking directly at me!! I held my breath, ducking back slightly into the darkness.
Fuckkkk... she saw me... I'm sure she saw me!
I should have right there and then stopped this craziness, but no I couldn't do that!
As I held my breath this angel of mine slowly stripped off her underwear, posing naked for a brief moment, and then she walked away.
For a minuscule second, I swear I felt her eyes connect with mine. My mouth was dry and I felt like I had received a punch to my stomach robbing me of breath, and yes my dick was rock hard!
From that day on it became our sinful game.
As time went by she grew bolder with her teasing games, and I craved every second of my own private sex show!
The way she would tweak and tease her nipples, a shy smile on her lips. Or how she would turn and bend from the waist wiggling her pert sweet ass, allowing me the full vision of her fingers dipping in and out of her moist wonderfully pink folds.