Carolyn perched by the window, phone in hand. The show was about to begin again.
The show had been going on now for about two weeks, ever since the building superintendent, Joe, had asked her to keep an eye on his nephew, who would be looking after the complex while Joe was away on vacation in Greece. Carolyn hadn't seen hide nor hair of the young man since Joe had apparently left, but things seemed to be going okay, nothing unusual or different from the usual lazy place of life at the Kensington Arms.
Then one morning Carolyn happened to glance down across the courtyard between the two buildings. From his kitchen window on the second floor, she had a perfect view of Joe's basement apartment living room, a view shared only by her older neighbor Margot, who was usually home during the day.
While washing the dishes, Carolyn's briefly looked over across the way at Joe's apartment living room, and was surprised to see a figure standing in the window. She hadn't seen anyone in the place since Joe had left. Because of the angle of the blinds, though, she could only see the figure from the torso down. It was obviously a male. He was shirtless, with a chiseled physique, and seemed to be flexing at a mirror that was out of view. Carolyn smiled and laughed to herself. These vain men, she thought, always showing off their muscles.
Just as she was about to turn away from the scene, however, the show became even more spectacular.
The figure in the window suddenly popped open the buttonfly jeans he'd been wearing and let them fall to the floor. Carolyn's jaw dropped open in amazement. One of the most massive penises she had ever seen tumbled into full view.
"What the..." Carolyn said aloud to nobody in particular. She stared at the thing in awe. Her years of work as a nurse had gotten her used to the seeing the bare anatomy of men and women alike, but staring at this giant thing reawakened a sense of wonder in her that had not existed since she was a much younger woman. For a moment she thought it was a prosthesis, but it couldn't be...the man was moving back and forth, as if admiring it in the unseen mirror, and it jiggled with the naturalness of a real organ.
Still, the thing was absolutely huge. She stared down at it some more, baffled. Was anyone else watching this? She wondered. But there was no one in the courtyard--most people worked during the day. The only other person who might be watching was Margot. Carolyn wondered if the old maid staring in awe at this humongous device just like she was. It hung down nearly to the man's knees.
From her vantage point of about 50 feet away, she tried to measure the jangling, flaccid cock with something nearby, to try and estimate its size. She held one of her dainty fingers up to the window, lining it up with the dancing flesh across the way. The dick hung down slightly past the knuckle of her thumb. It was difficult to judge from that far away, but still she was thunderstruck. She reckoned it must be nearly a foot long.
Suddenly the figure in the window stopped its arrhythmic jig and stood still. The giant dong lurched to the left as if it had been struck by some invisible hand. Carolyn stared in disbelief. He's getting an erection, she thought.
Slowly, laboriously, the cock stretched out into space. At full mast it jutted out like some horrible military salute. It seemed to bob slightly before the man. Its bulbous head glowed red. The man grasped it tightly with both hands, and the cockhead seemed to turn purple for a moment. Carolyn was astonished: he could have fit at least four of his hands along the length of the shaft.
Then the man began to massage it with long, languid strokes. After a few minutes of this, he turned his attention to its head, with seemed almost to glower angrily like some wicked, fantastic eye. The stroking and rubbing became more and more frenzied, until at last the prick erupted. The man moved his come-covered hands away as it fired again and again. Long streams of jism floated through the air. It was only when Carolyn began to start thinking about counting them that it finally subsided, but it must have been nearly a half minute.
"Amazing," Carolyn said to herself, laughing.
The figure turned abruptly and exited the scene to the right. He didn't reappear for the rest of the day.
Carolyn had been privy to a one-person erotica show. But there was still no telling for sure whom the person she'd been looking at was. His face and upper body had been hidden the entire time.
After that, the show continued on almost every day, and at almost the same time. Carolyn witnessed the man's entire act on at least 10 other occasions. She had never been so simultaneously amused and aroused by the sight of the male figure. It seemed like a private performance that was being put on solely for her benefit, but the figure couldn't really know for sure that someone in the building opposite was watching him while he masturbated. In all likelihood it was Joe's daring nephew, but Carolyn wanted proof. She hatched a plan.
At about 11 o'clock, around the same usual time, the man reappeared in the window of Joe's apartment. He did his customary salute to the mirror, flexing before it. Carolyn waited until he had doffed his pants and the giant prick was fully erect before she dialed the number old Joe had given her. As she listened to the phone ring, she turned back to the window. The figure frantically dashed out of view.
A second later someone picked up. "Hello?" A groggy voice said hoarsely.
"Joe?" Carolyn said, playing dumb.
"Sorry," the young man on the other line said. "This is his nephew, Doug. He's away on vacation. What can I do for you?"
"Oh," Carolyn said. "Well, I was calling because my kitchen sink is clogged up."
The young man sighed. "All right. I'm taking care of things here while Joe's away. Which apartment? I'll be there in about five minutes."
Carolyn gave him the information then hung up. She leaned back against the cupboards and stretched. She caught a glimpse of herself in her dining room mirror and smiled. She was getting to be close to her mid-40s now, but constant running and tennis kept her in solid shape. Truth be told, she could probably pass for her early 30s. Yet the sight of that massive penis had stirred up a strange furious lust in her that she hadn't experienced in decades.
Carolyn put on a pot of instant coffee then headed to the bedroom. She appraised herself in the full length mirror, then changed into an almost see-through white blouse that subtly revealed the black bra she wore underneath. She discarded her panties and put on a black skirt that might have been too revealing for a woman of her age if she didn't have Carolyn's perfectly toned legs. She tied her flowing red hair up in a bun on her head, and pushed her black-rimmed spectacles back on her nose. She looked not unlike one of those "naughty teachers" that seemed to be so in vogue in the music videos these days.
The kettle began to whistle in the kitchen even as there was a knocking on the door. Carolyn opened it and found a nervous looking-young man in a white undershirt and blue jeans and bearing a tool box. He introduced himself as Doug and she moved aside to let him in. Studying him as he moved across the room, she was certain there were hints of the chiseled physique and monstrous member she'd see on display so many times in Joe's apartment window.
The young man set his toolbox on the counter and gestured at the sink. She nodded, then absently offered him some coffee. He declined, but she insisted. Resigned, the young man leaned back against the kitchen cabinets as Carolyn poured a cup that was almost brimming over and handed it to him. She poured herself one and hopped up on the kitchen counter, deftly crossing her legs and sipping the coffee.
Doug was in his early-20s, she supposed, but he had the face of a somewhat older man. His square jaw was held tight, his gaze unflinching. His hair was greased back on his head like some kind of biker, giving an edge to his Mediterranean features. He looked alternately arrogant and unsure of himself in only the way a young man can look. As he drank the coffee, his eyes drifted off out her window down to the windows of Joe's apartments.
