It had been a very rough week at work but it was finally Friday evening, and I was planning for a lazy plan of watching TV and an early night in bed. Dinner alone went as expected and things seemed normal, but it was only later that I was to learn how wrong I was about my boring evening.
A few months ago a new couple had moved into a house behind my condo. While they had a privacy fence, my unit is on the 2nd floor so that from my deck I could see the back of their house. I knew that a couple lived there, but rarely saw them and the blinds on the patio doors were always closed. What little I knew was her name was Ann and I believed his was Mike but am not 100% nor is it necessary so I'll just call him Mike. While Mike was easily close to 50, Ann was in her mid-20's, seemed to take pretty good care of herself, and always dressed a bit conservatively in my opinion. She had long brown hair and curves in all the right places, yet I had never gotten to meet her so my thoughts were surprisingly vanilla when it came to her. This evening was to change part of that equation, probably forever.
Following dinner, I mixed myself a drink, retired to the living room, and soon became engrossed in watching something random on TV. It was close to 10 and I had already turned out the lights when I heard a loud noise outside. It was startling enough that I walked to the door and out onto the deck to see if I could find the source but I couldn't find anything to indicate the source. As I was about to return to the house I saw the light in the dining room of Mike/Ann's house come on, followed by a patio light, and a few seconds later the blinds on the patio door were pulled aside and Ann looked out the door undoubtedly for the same noise. With the darkness outside and the lights on behind and in front of her, it was instantly clear that Ann was wearing nothing but a pair of dark panties. In an instant any thoughts of the noise were gone as all I could do was stand there as I tried to determine if there was any chance Ann knew I was watching.
As Ann stared out the door she appeared to look in my direction, pausing for several seconds, before continuing to scan the yard. As she did I started to develop a newfound appreciation of my young neighbor. From the way her soft hair fell across her shoulders to the lack of tan lines on her chest, every curve and line seemed highlighted. Ann continued to lean on the patio door using her arms to brace and in this position her breasts just barely touched the glass. They were not too large, but probably a full C cup and clearly showed the benefits of her age as they were firm and curved so that the nipples pointed into the glass. As I continued to study her body and wondered if I should return inside I saw movement and sure enough Mike entered the dining room wearing a pair of shorts.