Sweat coating my body, my hair plastered to my head, I stripped naked. The cool air of the house was a welcome feeling against my sun-warmed body. My ass and dick practically gasped sighs of relief as I threw my boxer briefs off. I tossed them aside and stood naked, arms outstretched, in the kitchen.
Mowing the lawn was always a tedious chore, but it became especially unpleasant in these sweltering summer months. But it was done for now. The grass was trimmed and I, with my day off in an empty house stretching out ahead of me, was finally free to do as I pleased. And right now, nothing sounded better than standing naked in the AC before a nice, long shower.
I went up the stairs, my penis bouncing with every step. I loved being naked around the house, something about it excited me. Living with three roommates, two of them women, left little time for it these days. But now, as I traipsed around the house nude, I remembered how much I enjoyed it. I passed by my roommate Michelle's room and noticed her door was halfway open. Michelle was a smoke show of a blonde who spoke to me very little. Maybe she knew I spent a lot of my jerk off time thinking about that one time I saw her trying to sneak from the bathroom wearing only a towel.
I strode into her room and stood just past the doorway, hands on my hips. I wasn't going to go through her laundry or anything, I wasn't a complete creep. I just wanted to stand naked in her room for a moment. The power the act gave me sent a thrill through my body. I felt my cock begin to swell with excitement.
A flash of white caught my eye. Lying on the floor next to her bed, in a small pile with a pair of pajama bottoms, was a pair of lacy white panties. My cock swelled even more at the sight of them. Almost absent-mindedly, I reached down and started to slowly stroke the shaft.
Thinking better of it, I turned and left Michelle's room. I still had another year on the lease with her, better to not risk it. I left, dick still in my hand as I tried to picture Michelle in those panties.
As I went towards my bathroom, I passed a set of three large windows that I knew looked down at the backyard. Fuck it, I had done a good job on the lawn. I was gonna take a moment to appreciate my work.
I approached the window and looked down. I was right, I had done a damn good job. I took a moment to appreciate the even lines in the grass that had been a tangled mess only an hour before. Then I saw something else and my heart sank into my stomach.
My backdoor neighbor was sitting on her back porch. She had a cigarette in-between two fingers of one hand. She wore a white tank top and black shorts. She sat with her legs crossed and one arm resting across her stomach. She brought the other to her mouth and took a drag from the cigarette. Her eyes were staring directly at me.
Horror flushed my system. She was going to call the cops or something, right? I didn't mean to flash her like this; like I said, I wasn't a creep or anything.
Panicking, I covered my crotch with one hand, bent a little at the waist, and started to back away. With my other hand, I raised it in an apologetic gesture and tried to mouth "Sorry" as big and as obvious as I could. As I covered myself, I felt my hand bump against my almost completely hard cock. Great, I thought, just a weirdo standing at the window naked with an erection. If I hadn't fucking gone into Michelle's room and seen those panties...
As I considered my options - fucking hell, what if she told my roommates - the woman did something I didn't expect: she waved her hand, beckoning me with a "come here" gesture.
I stopped backing up. Almost without thinking, I reapproached the window, still covering myself with my hand. Once I apparently was back in view, she stopped waving. She had an odd smile on her face.
I wasn't sure what to do. I made another apologetic gesture and mouthed "my bad". She smiled again and waved, the same beckoning gesture, but bigger this time. It took me a second and then I realized she wanted me to come downstairs, to come outside. I cocked my head and pointed to her. She made a show of nodding and pointed to the spot next to her.
I backed away from the window and considered. She didn't LOOK mad, but I couldn't think of any other reason she'd be calling me down like that other than to chew me out.
Well, I figured, at least if I go down, I'll have the chance to apologize to her face and maybe get her to keep this between us. I could probably get her to understand this was a mistake, not some weird pervert thing.
I ran to my room and grabbed the first clothes I could find, a plain white t-shirt and a gray pair of basketball shorts. I looked around for a pair of underwear, but couldn't find any. I didn't want my neighbor to leave before I could explain myself, so I pulled on the shorts with nothing underneath.
My heart pounding, I opened the back door and stepped into the yard. I strode across the lawn, going over apologies in my head. I had decided simpler was better: I'll just tell the truth, I didn't realize anyone was there, I'm super sorry, we can all move on.
I reached the back fence, took a breath, and popped my head over. My neighbor was still there. She had finished her cigarette and was looking at her phone. She noticed me out of the corner of her eye and looked up, setting the phone down on the nearby picnic table.
My heart leapt - fuck me, of course she was hot. She was slender and, even though she was sitting, seemed really short and petite. She had shoulder-length black hair that shone in the sun. Her tits were perky and small, but still barely covered by her thin tank top. My heart pounded as our eyes met and, to my immense relief, we both smiled and laughed sheepishly.
"Hey," I said, trying to look as apologetic as possible.
"Hey," she said. Her tone surprised me. She sounded like someone greeting an old friend, not like someone who had just seen a naked stranger.
"I don't know if we've met before...?" I said.
"No, we moved in not too long ago," she responded.
"Ah, that makes sense."
An awkward moment of silence stretched between us. Now was as good of a time as any.
"Look..." I started.
"I can barely see you," she said, cutting me off. She squinted against the sunlight and shielded her eyes. "Climb over."
