My experience with Penny didn't change much at first, we both got on with our lives and sometimes chatted across buildings as before. She never brought it up and I never brought it up so we left it at that. So our conversations went back to the verbal sparring that normally happens between two people attracted to each other. I assumed that nothing else was going to happen, she kept her curtain closed more often that not and I had to be satisfied with my fantasies and Mrs. Palm and her five daughters.
My life was reaching a turning point, I had been noticed in the company and perhaps someone with a future so I was being given more responsibility and tougher projects; subsequently I was spending more and more hours at the office. The problem was that because I was being tested, I felt under pressure all the time; I was pushing myself harder and harder to prove myself to my superiors, and as a result my health and social life was suffering.
After a particularly tough week my group had managed to complete a tough project that had been beset with difficulties. Some of my workmates had elected to spend the night out and be merry, but I was so mentally drained I elected to spend the evening playing soccer with some old friends. A night on the town was beyond me in the state I was in, I needed a change to inject some freshness into me. Well I had a brilliant time playing with my old friends, and just catching up on what's been going on, and when I went home I felt refreshed and alert. However my exertions managed to catch up on me and after dinner I flopped on the sofa and turned on the TV. As I was watching the news I looked over to Penny's flat and saw a light flicker on in her living room. Surprisingly her curtains were open, and as I saw a sight for sore eyes!
Penny was in her living room wearing a coat and carrying a gym bag. She dumped her bag on the floor and pulled off her coat, and underneath she was wearing a tight sports top that left little to the imagination, along with some figure hugging lycra shorts that showed off her lovely ass perfectly! It looked like she wasn't wearing a bra but I couldn't tell from where I was sitting. I had an instant hard on.
She turned towards my window, and squinted. I was afraid to stand up because of my erection, but I had no choice when she strolled over to her window and saw me hiding behind the TV. Getting up, I stooped to try and hide my excitement, and went over to my window, thanking God that my windowsill helped to cover me slightly.
"How are you?" I could see now that she was wearing a bra, and that dulled my excitement slightly. "Tired! I've been slave driven by my company for the last few weeks, and suffering too! This is my first night of relaxation for weeks." "Not out on the town then?" I tried to stay focused on her lips so I wouldn't look at her breasts. "Nah not tonight, I didn't think I could hack it after such a hard week, so I just went to play soccer with some old friends and I was just about to pass out in front of the TV." "Aaaah you poor boy!" She smiled and leaned forward putting her arms on her windowsill. My cock jumped at a I got nice view of her cleavage, and I swallowed nervously. "Well i'll live, just!" I shrugged my shoulders and smiled. She laughed in response, then suddenly a wicked smile flashed on her face. It was all I could go to keep myself from creaming my pants. "Hey can you wait a second, I just remembered something" I agreed willingly since it would give me the chance to readjust myself to a more comfortable position. She left the living room and turned back to the TV again to amuse myself. I didn't even notice when she was at her window again until she spoke. "What's so interesting?"
"Not much," I replied "Just the usual rubbish on TV"
