I lived next door to a fantasy. My own fantasy. I had just moved into a new apartment in Cleveland, nice place, a loft on the west side with a view. I quickly found out how good the view was when I met my neighbor, Missy. Well, I kind of met her.
I had just finished moving the rest of the boxes, and sat down in my newly furnished living room. It had two large windows in the center of the west wall, and I had a partial view of a nice sunset. I pulled the "christening", first joint in my new apartment, when lights came on outside of my windows. Although it was partially dark, I hadn't turned on any lights yet, so I had a good view of what was going on outside my window. Or, more precisely, in the window of the apartment in the next building over. And I was struck by the first sight of my neighbor, the Angel.
How to describe her perfection? She was just coming in from work, wearing a tight black skirt, and white button-down blouse. As she came into my view she pulled her hair out of a tight pony-tail, and shook out her long, reddish-blond tresses. She didn't appear to be tall (I later found out that she is only about 5 feet tall or so), and was well proportioned for her size. She pulled the tails out of her shirt and plopped unceremoniously on the couch, facing her own windows, which were remarkable similar to my own. She hiked the already short skirt up, and peeled herself out of her hose. The sight nearly staggered me. As it was, my pants were suddenly too tight, and I stubbed out the forgotten about joint.
She walked out of her living room, and a light came on in the next window over. My bathroom was across from that window, so of course I hurried into my bathroom. Her floorplan must be similar to mine, because she was in her bathroom as well. She pulled the shirt off, not even unbuttoning it, and revealed a beautiful little pair of breasts, nestled in a white lace bra. She next unsnapped her bra and dropped it to the floor. My pants were likewise discarded, and I was rubbing my full erection through my boxers.
She turned the water on in the shower, and peeled off the skirt. From the level of the window, I could see just below her navel, but not low enough! I could see her breasts, though, in all their glory. Perky and round, with rosy nipples that were visibly taut. I couldn't quite see the top of whatever little panties she peeled off, but just seeing her do it was enough to get my blood pumping.
As she eased into the shower, I caught a brief glimpse of her tight little ass before she was stolen from my view. I closed my eyes and savored what I had seen as I finally brought myself to orgasm. My cum spewed violently into a towel in my hand, I thought of my beautiful new neighbor (I didn't even know her name yet) and wished it was her hot little package that I was sinking into, instead of just my hand again. Sigh.
Two weeks later, I finally met her. I learned her name, where she was from, what she did for a living, and that she has incredibly beautiful blue eyes, the color of sapphire, dark and deep. I had seen her through her windows almost daily, our schedules seemed to be identical. I saw her running around in a skimpy pair of black panties, a lot. She never bothered with a bra, and since it was late summer, she only sometimes wore a shirt. Now, seeing her up close for the first time, I didn't know what to do!
