He saw her! There he was totally naked, looking up at her through her tiny loft window!
After Shelly realized what was happening, she swooped down on her floor. Damn! She thought. Now she wouldn't ever be able to peek at him in private anymore. Now he would probably shut his blinds and deprive her of the only social life she had since she moved to this stinking town. Humbly, she slithered to the front room so she could stand without him seeing her from below.
Shelly plopped down on her bed and played what she just saw over in her head. Her special peek-a-boo boyfriend from the apartment below her loft had just bounced his balls up against some blonde bimbo's butt. Shelly had rubbed her clit silly as she peeped in at them from her little window. He had fucked the chippy from on top and doggy-style. Then the poor boy had tried to sneak his prick into her back door and the bottle-bleached bitch got mad and split. Shelly got hot and tweaked her twat to an orgasm and when she came to, her voyeur beau was looking straight at her.
This of course, got Shelly hot again so she fingered her flower and fell fast asleep.
When she awoke, she was glad it was Saturday. She always passed the guy when she left for work on weekday mornings. He always greeted her with a nod and she nodded back. Before the "sighting", many was the time she had to stifle a giggle after she passed him. He did such silly things. He had no idea someone knew he would tear off a small piece of paper from a napkin or candy wrapper and pop it in his mouth to chew it. Shelly knew this small stuff and it made her giggle. Now, how could she face him when she stepped out the door of her building Monday through Friday?
And her double cappuccino with hazelnut syrup! She got one every Saturday morning at the coffee shop two doors down from her place. He was always there when she went. What a dilemma! She really craved those cappuccinos.
Wait a minute! A thought struck her. She always went there at about the same time, just before noon. She looked at her clock. It was 10:00 am. Maybe if she went now quickly, she could avoid him and get her yummy treat. She debated as she dressed in a tank top, sweat pants and thongs. She ran a brush through her hair and splashed water on her pretty face. She grabbed her wallet and keys and bee-lined it to the coffee shop.
She let out a relieved sigh after she entered the shop, scanned its petite setting and found no sign of him. She loved this place. It was all covered in peach tile and seafoam green floors and ceilings. The coffee bar was to the left with small tables filling the remaining floorspace. She walked up to the barrista who knew her and was already pulling down the lever on the espresso machine to make her cappuccino. She laid down her money and they exchanged greetings. She took her hot, foamy coffee drink and almost made it out the door when she was stopped short by the silhouette of a familiar man piercing the sunlight shining in the shop door.
Shelly froze. Her eyes grew big and her heart began to race. She fought the urge to back up when he slowly headed to her. He had a solemn look on his face as he dipped his head down and spoke to her.
"Well". His eyes glinted a bit as he flashed them at her. "I guess we should introduce ourselves. My name is Don". He stuck out a rugged hand and planted his eyes right on hers.
She noticed how kind his face was and took his hand. She felt a jolt of energy at his touch and from his expression he had felt it too.
"M-my name is Sh-shelly". She stuttered out. Suddenly she flushed and blurted: "I'm am so ashamed! I don't know what got into me. I'm new in this town and I don't know any body. And I'm...I'm just so sorry"!
He shushed her and put his arm around her and it felt good. "It's perfectly human. What you did". He was smiling sweetly as he assured her. "In fact. I was hoping that since you know what went on last night..." He bowed his head and blushed. "Maybe you could give me some advice? You know, from a woman's point of view"?
Shelly let a grin cross her mouth as a twinge of lust hit her pussy. Advice hell, she wanted to give him lessons.
She coyed up and told him: "Well since you forgive me, I guess I owe it to you to help you in anyway I can". She looked down at his crotch and remembered how nice and healthy his cock looked from her window.
He caught her again with his eyes and a grin. "Let me get my hazelnut cappuccino and maybe we can go to my place and talk"?
Shelly couldn't believe this great guy was so close to her. "I'll follow any man that drinks such a great drink". She lifted her cup to show him she had ordered the same.
Don got and paid for his coffee and the two walked out the door of the shop. They walked the three doors down to his apartment building. They discussed the weather and the neighborhood and other small stuff all the way until they got inside his apartment.
Shelly was a bit quiet when she realized she was seeing it from Don's perspective and she felt a little bad. Don picked up on her mood and directed her to sit on the infamous couch where he had screwed the blonde last night. He reassured her she was absolved of guilt and then posed his question:
"Last night. You saw what I was trying to do with that girl"? Shelly nodded and their eyes locked. He darted his away and continued. "Am I doing something wrong? Should I stop trying? I mean, don't some women like"? He shyly looked at Shelly: "Do you"?
