Neighbors

Author's note: This is part one of a two part story.

Occasionally Jeremy had to go away on business trips, usually for education or seminars. He was not the type of person who usually looked forward to this time as a time to get away from his wife and play like some guys do.

But Jeremy, like most guys could not ignore a sexy or interesting woman. He also was not the kind to go to strip clubs or bars to pick up women when away on these trips, usually he just went to the classes, get what needs to be done and maybe do a little sight seeing and enjoy trying out different places to eat.

This particular time was not much different, except the course was perhaps a little more difficult, and he knew it'd mean he'd have to spend a little more time studying in his room than usual. Not that he was any brain, but usually these classes are designed so that you can spend some time enjoying being in a different place and not being overloaded with homework. Plus many times they are specially designed programs or software on special hardware that they are not going to let you bring back to your hotel room!

He arrived Sunday night and went out and did his traditional drive around to see what was around, what eating places would be interesting and make sure he knew where the classes were. Finally he made a quick stop at the grocery store to pick up some snacks to go with all that studying.

Jeremy decided on a small diner to eat before returning to his hotel room.

He got a table, kind of at the end of a row and could see all the way down the line of tables and booths. He ordered a steak sandwich and some steak fries and a soda. As most people are, Jeremy was always uncomfortable when you are alone and waiting for your dinner, you kind of sit there not doing anything, trying to read menus pamphlets that they have and bottle labels and other terribly interesting things, till you get so bored you start just day dreaming.

When Jeremy daydreamed he would look at other diners and study who they are with and what do they seem like. It was kind of like a character study.

Being a male, his eye would be caught by an attractive woman. If they were with anyone he might try to figure out by the way they act are they married or out on a date, or just with an acquaintance. If they seemed like a couple he might watch them to see how matched they seem and what might have attracted them to each other.

The trouble with this practice is, many of these character studies involved attractive women and many women really seem to get offended at this and yet it seems so natural, kind of like it's the built in survival of the species thing, and you do have to try not to be rude and make sure not to stare.

Actually Jeremy as well as many men think isn't someone watching you and appreciating you a compliment? Most men wouldn't get offended if someone was looking at them, most would feel flattered, so long as they don't get obnoxious and plant themselves on them.

Tonight, most of the people there were couples and a few families which appeared to be younger married couples taking their parents out for Sunday Dinner.

There were a couple of people sitting alone. One was a woman who looked to be doing the same as Jeremy had just got through doing, trying to read anything readable on the table while waiting for your dinner, then phasing out and the short observations can extend a little longer than they should, she had picked a bottle, a generic steak sauce, determined the same as Jeremy that it had the usual ingredients, and then placed it down and looked up straight down his way.

Their eyes met for a short time and they both turned away realizing they had phased out staring at each other while each was waiting. She didn't seem perturbed or upset, just kind of looked around some more herself.

Jeremy looked up again just as her gaze came back to his. He kind of turned his head down and smiled, thinking how funny it was they were both going through the same things mentally probably.

Just then his dinner came and not having eaten since about noon, he was hungry and dug in, glad for something to keep him busy so he wouldn't stare! A couple of other times he looked down her way and saw that she had crossed her legs and they were pointed a little more toward him. She had a fairly short skirt on, which he hadn't noticed before, and she had nice legs and Jeremy was getting quite a nice view! He glanced up to see her glance at him and thought he might have seen a slight smile.

During the rest of the dinner this happened a few more times, but then Jeremy was done and ready to get back to the room and hang out and relax and get ready for the next morning.

He got back to his hotel room around 6:30pm, being fall it was already dark. He decided after the three hour drive, a shower would feel good so after unpacking his stuff he took a shower, then sat down to watch TV.

Being alone he hadn't bothered putting any robe on and was just drying his hair. He hadn't turned the room lights on yet and the drapes did not go all the way to the wall, leaving a little bit visible through the window.

As he sat down on the bed to watch some TV something shiny caught his eye on the balcony. He went to the small opening in curtain to see what it was.

The person in the next room had placed what appeared to be a cooler with what seemed to be stainless steel sides on it that worked almost as a mirror. So he would have been able to look right in the room next door if they were there and had any lights on. Since their room was dark he didn't think anything of it so he just went in and jumped back on the bed and started watching some movies hoping to find something he liked.

The hotel of course had HBO, playing it's usual 25 year old movies which really aren't that interesting after watching them for the 100th time. He then passed over MTV, which really doesn't play music anymore, just a lot of stupid shows with people who think allot of themselves. He finally hit on a pay channel with a movie on it.

It was a foreign film. Foreign films often seem to be of two types, one PBS style quite dry and boring and then the more interesting, which often deal with human situations and often in very untraditional ways. This one seemed to be a love story.

The beauty of foreign films is that they do not treat nudity like the US. Often it's quite tasteful and when they are supposed to be making love they really look like they are, and if they are nude it may be just because that is what it would be like in the situation.

Jeremy had been watching a while when he heard the person in the room next to him return. He could tell they were probably just returning to their room much like he just did, the shower came on and ran for a while.

After a while, Jeremy noticed a glare outside the window again. He knew it must be light reflecting off the cooler he had seen earlier so he went over to see if he could somehow pull the curtain over more. When he got close to the window, he noticed that the cooler had been moved slightly. The curtain in the window next door had been moved just enough to give a good view between the two rooms. A good view for him looking into the room next door and a good view for them to see into his room.

Jeremy still had the lights out in his room and the shower had stopped a while ago, being the voyeur most men are Jeremy had to check out who might be his next door neighbor. He saw a woman come out and she was beautiful. With a towel drying herself she walked out into her room and sat on the edge of her bed with her back to him.

To his surprise, it was the girl from the restaurant. As she finished drying her hair she let the towel drop. Jeremy could see that her clothes hid an even more beautiful woman.

She was stretching and doing some relaxation exercises. When she had stretched for a while she lied back on the bed. She was beautiful. She seemed to relax as she lied back, then she began to move one hand over her head and rest her head on her arm. Her other hand came up and she ran it over her body. She ran her open palm over her stomach, then moved it up to her neck. She extended a finger and let her hand lower towards her breast until her extended finger touched her now erect nipple.

Jeremy could tell it felt good to her by the way she pressed her eyes more shut and arched her back slightly off the bed.

She moved her hand further down until her hand completely encircled her breast so that all that showed was one erect nipple between her fingers. He could see her squeeze her nipple between her two fingers. She moved her other arm from behind her head to her other breast and began to massage both breasts and nipples. She seemed to arch her back more and more. Jeremy knew she was really enjoying pleasuring herself.

Gradually she moved her hand from her breast across her belly through her pubic hair and between her thighs, and as she arched her hips higher off the bed, Jeremy knew she had found her most pleasurable spot. Her finger first was visible on her, then he could see that at least one finger slid deep into her, and then she pulled it back out. He could see it glisten.

She repeated this movement several times, faster and faster while moving her other hand from one breast to the other and back again, playing with her nipples each time, sometimes pinching them, sometimes twisting them and sometimes pulling them. Every move of her hand at her breast was in rhythm with the movement of her other hand, her hips moved higher and her finger seemed to go deeper. She was now so into it that he could hear her moaning through the walls and the walls were not that thin.

This woman was really making love to herself in a way that only she could, knowing each touch and every want and need and being able to shift to her desire as she wanted. She kept sliding her hand between her legs faster and faster until finally he could see her abdominal muscles spasm and see her push her head back, hips up and onto her fingers and heard her sigh with her climax.

It was such a beautiful sight he just watched her as she lied there coming down. She then turned her head and looked directly out the window at the mirror backed cooler. He knew she couldn't see anything, or could she somehow?