Candy's clammy hands gripped to the window frame as she stood on her tip toes trying to see out the window. Night after night she had assumed this same position on her stairway. Ever since she caught a glimpse of her neighbor as she was on her way up to bed...
The light caught the corner of her eye as Candy planned for bed. She continued walking thinking nothing of it, until she was standing before the mirror brushing her teeth. "I wonder..." she trailed off thinking to herself. Laughing at her silliness she finished up and walked across the dark hallway to her bedroom. As she slipped her tight blue jeans off her hips they slid down to her ankles, a loud clunk as they hit. "Damn, I forgot my cell phone again," she laughed looking down at the bulge in her pants. Taking a mental note not to step on it as she pulled her ankle free.
Each moment that passed by that light got brighter and brighter in her mind. Finally, as she pulled her long T-shirt over her small B cup breasts she decided to go look. "I'm just going to peak, and then come back to bed," she planned. Awkwardly, Candy reached her way up to the window ledge. Looking across the way she saw her neighbor's bedroom...empty.
A minute passed by, two, five... as she pulled away for bed she caught a glimpse. Tall, dark, and handsome, it's cliché but that is exactly how she described him. "He must be getting ready for bed," Candy thought to herself; noticing he was wearing suit pants, his shirt unbuttoned and hanging open.
She couldn't pull herself away, hoping he would get undressed she kept her eye on him. Candy couldn't remember if she had ever noticed him before, she couldn't remember a moving truck ever while she had lived here. She moved in two years ago when she got her new job, she was assigned to a simple data communications company north of town.
As Candy's mind wandered she lost track of her handsome neighbor, coming back to the present she scanned the empty room for him. Suddenly, he walked across the window his glistening back clearly muscled. "He must work out a lot," Candy thought to herself. Bending over he pulled his boxers down to his ankles! Surprised, an excited Candy slipped down the stairs. Feeling every single stair hit her on the way down she cussed all the way. She desperately ran up to her perch, hoping he was still there.
Thankfully, he was just standing there, his package hanging down between his legs. "Damn, I wish I could take a picture! That...should last longer," she giggled to herself. She couldn't believe it as this man bent over and started doing push-ups, his penis just barely touching the ground before he pushed back up. Candy counted every single push-up he did, watching his butt closely: 150 push-ups before he righted himself. He turned to the window, taking a glass of water off the table beside him. He downed the water in one taking, his chest gleaming with sweat. Suddenly, he looked out the window, straight at Candy! Had he known she was there the whole time??
