Harry Hansen picked up his mail from the floor where one of his neighbors had slid it under his door. He smiled, grateful to whomever it was who decided to help him out. Moving over to his kitchen table, he leafed through the mail, sorting out the bills, the advertisements and surprisingly one envelope that actually looked like personal mail.
From the rough handwriting and the Crayola hearts he figured it was from his niece, Carlye. Carefully opening the envelope, he pulled out a handmade card cut in the shape of a heart. Although folded in half to fit into the envelope, it unfolded nicely. It took him a few moments to completely decipher the note, in essence, Carlye was excited about the upcoming Valentine's Day party at her school. She wished Harry could make it.
Well, it was early evening and school was out, so obviously Harry would not be attending today. He made a mental note to write her back to thank her for the invitation and apologize for not making it in for her party. Wow, "Valentine's Day already," he murmured as he took the card and leaning back, stuck it to the refrigerator using one of his many magnetic hangars. The red heart looked nice alongside the Christmas Card he received what seemed like just a few days ago.
Moving over to his calendar, he carefully unhooked it from the wall, turned up the page to February and then hung it back up. He opened a nearby drawer, pulled out his watch and checked the date. Nodding he whispered, "Yep, it is still Valentine's Day." Dropping his watch back into the drawer he glanced over to his window and then slowly followed the narrow pathway around the stacks of dirty clothes, discarded take home food boxes and books.
Once at the window he grabbed the plastic wand, turned it slightly to angle the blades of the blinds so he could look down on the apartments in the building across the narrow street below. It was still relatively early in the evening so he was surprised to find some movement in one of the apartments. Yes, 3C, the two college students, not yet married, but from what he was able to see, certainly in love. And what better a night to share their love than Valentine's Day.
Harry remained by the window running his fingers though his stubbly beard, waiting to be sure he'd be in for the entire show, not just the opening of presents. Ah, nice... you can never go wrong with some sexy lingerie, he thought watching the woman holding the tiny, see-through fabric in front of herself. "Now try it on darling," he moaned.
As she disappeared into the bathroom, Harry watched as the boyfriend quickly undressed. Smiling, he quickly pulled off his sweater and tee shirt, lightly running his hands down his chest. Lifting each arm he sniffed his armpits, gagged a bit and then grabbed a half empty bottle of bourbon. Putting his palm over the bottle top, he tilted the bottle, dampened his palm then ran it though his arm pit. He then switched hands and did the other side.
After a quick swig from the bottle, he looked back down into the bedroom of Apartment 3C below. The boyfriend waited for his girlfriend to reappear. It was apparent he didn't really need the stimulus of her new, sexy lingerie as his cock was hard and ready to go. "Ah the pure joy of youth," Harry mumbled, running his palms in broad circles over his chest.
Suddenly the bathroom door opened in the bedroom below and the girlfriend appeared. She seemed a bit self conscious at first, demurely crossing her arms to cover her breasts and crotch, but the boyfriend walked over to her and gently moved her arms. As the boyfriend sat down on the bed to get a better look, Harry grabbed his binoculars and quickly zoomed in.
