It was a rough day for Anna at work. She came home late, had a quick shower, heated up dinner in the microwave and now is lying on her bed. Table lamp was barely lightening an almost empty room.
Anna has recently moved into a new studio apartment and didn't buy anything except a queen size bed and that cute small lamp. She is looking at the window and thinking about promises to herself to buy curtains when she passes by the store, but she always forgets.
"What if somebody can see me?" went through her head. But the next moment she gave a snicker of derision, it was a stupid thought.
Anna looked at her phone. No new messages, as always. She put on some music from the radio, she couldn't stand the silence. For the first time she lives alone and feels a little nervous. Alone in the dark by John Hiatt was on the program.
Alone in the dark.
"When was the last time I was with a man? Can't even remember his name. But something I still remember..."
Anna smiled with her alluring smile, bit her lip and closed her eyes. Unwillingly, her hands went over her body. It caused a weird feeling. Hands started moving, up and down her bronzed body, over her belly, over her lush breasts.
"How his fingers caress my skin..."
Short but firm grip on her neck.
"How he kissed my neck, I can feel his breath..."
Hand playfully went back down straight into her panties. Her fingers played with her pussy. That move made her flesh creep. Gentle touches at first and then cold fingers went inside.
"How his hard dick sharply broke into my wet pussy..."
In and out, slow at first but it became faster and faster until she could hear the sound of pounding.
"How his body rubbed my skin."
A loud moan and heavy breathing. She was done. Alone in the dark. Quick look on the big window on her wall.
"Shit! I forgot about curtains!"
Blood rushed to her checks. "Did someone see me?"
*****
John was a man in his early thirties, in his circle of friends known as Mr. Niceguy. He recently got out of a relationship and he was enjoying being alone. For John, sex was always a fun part of a relationship, but nothing more. He never thought about true passion, about lust. What it means, what it feels when lust blurs your thoughts. Until one night.
He was working on an important presentation for his new project. Midnight, he saw when he looked at his watch.
"I need a break, my head is going to explode."
He looked through the window, and saw dimmed light from the apartment in the house in front. Curiosity was aroused in him, so he took a more closer look. He saw a woman's body bend under pleasure, her hands going up and down, her mouth open and eyes closed.
After that night he thought about the sight for days. Pictures of her perfect body, her big round breasts, her hand going inside her panties, her tempting legs... It was coming to his mind every night and not rarely even during the day. Many times he pleased himself thinking about it. Who was this dark haired woman, this mysterious beautiful woman? He didn't know her name... He actually didn't know anything about her.
*****
It was rather late in the evening and John decided to go out for a walk, to clear his mind. Before coming back home, he stopped by the local grocery store to buy some stuff. While standing in line at the cash registry, he saw a familiar face.
"Hey it's you!" slipped his lips.
Girl in front of him turned around. She was confused.
"Yes, it's me, but do we know each other," she asked.
