The Sweetest Taboo by OlympusMons90
Turning the lights on as I enter my new apartment, it's a Monday evening and my first day in my new job is finally over.
My name is Eric Robertson, and I'm a 48yo divorced dad with two kids, although they're not really kids anymore. My eldest Ainsley is now twenty-four, and my youngest Sarah is twenty-two. They both still live back in Hartford, Connecticut which is where I'm from too. I was born there, schooled there, went to college and got married there. Most of my working career was in Hartford too, as well as buying a family home and raising our two kids with my wife as well. I also got divorced there, some eight years ago now.
My now ex-wife told me one day that she was no longer happy in our marriage, that she needed to 'find' herself. That was just her way of saying that she wanted to go out and fuck some other guys who she thought would be better than me. And that wasn't hard for her to do, not just because she was still attractive and had kept in shape for her being a 38yo mother of two at the time, but because I hadn't done the same.
I was working at the time as the Senior Insurance Broker for a large US company that is headquartered in Hartford. I had several promotions during my time there, but with each one came longer hours sitting behind a desk or traveling across the country. The extra stress and lack of exercise meant that my previously fit 5'11 frame had become somewhat pudgy over time as I grew older and hit the big forty.
That's when my wife Rebecca decided she'd had enough and wanted someone new in her life, so I had to move out of the family home while her new boyfriend moved in. To say I was pissed about the situation is an understatement, but there was little I could do about it. I was stuck with child support and alimony, while renting out a small apartment in downtown Hartford, diving head-first into my work as a way to help get past what had happened.
My two children have since completed high school and gone to college, with my eldest having finished and now works and lives with her boyfriend, still in Hartford. Since the divorce I've also started eating better and doing some exercise too, losing much of the pudginess I had gained. Then a few months back, I was offered a senior management role that was becoming available in our Manhattan office, located in Midtown. I readily accepted the job as a way to start over, to get away from the memories in Hartford that have now become painful for me.
So, here I am, just arriving back in my new apartment on the twentieth floor of a luxury apartment complex in Midtown Manhattan. My first day in the New York office went well, although tiring and long. I pour myself a scotch to help unwind, as I take a seat on my couch which faces towards my floor to ceiling windows, although the view to the outside world could be better.
That's because most of my view is blocked by another high-rise luxury apartment complex that's directly across the street. I can see straight into their kitchens, living rooms, and their bedrooms too if they leave their lights on and curtains open. Most don't however, and I don't blame them.
I realize that they can also see straight into our apartments on this side of the street as well, and good luck to them if they went to watch a middle-aged man drinking his scotch before showering and going to bed.
But as I sit here sipping on my scotch, I begin to watch the people in the apartments across from me that are home with their lights on, busily going about their lives almost as if I'm watching some sort of reality TV show. There's an older couple, two younger couples, a single man, and a single woman too.
My only other hobby in life outside of my work has been as an amateur novelist. I've written several sleuth novels already but have never tried to have any of them published, and probably never will. And that doesn't bother me, I don't write to get published or to make money, I make more than enough money already with my career. No, I write because I enjoy the escape it provides me from my stressful yet mundane life.
I most enjoy creating each of the new characters, their journeys, and their back stories. I often found myself watching people as they went about their daily lives, during my lunch breaks while at work back in Hartford. I would dream up their back stories, and unforeseen dramas in their lives that they were currently experiencing. Who they loved, what hobbies they enjoyed, and what road their lives would take them.
Now I sit here continuing to enjoy my scotch whisky as I start to imagine the stories of those that are living in the building across from me. I'm watching an older couple whose apartment is a couple floors lower from my own, when a light comes on in the apartment directly opposite to mine. That's when I see her, a stunningly beautiful woman who walks into the apartment. She's wearing gym type clothes as she places her gym bag down on the kitchen counter before pouring herself a glass of water.
She looks like she's in her mid to late twenties, she's also reasonably tall at perhaps 5'8 or 5'9 with a lovely olive or tanned complexion. She's clearly fit and has wonderful curves for both her ass and breasts, also having long, black hair that she currently has tied up in a ponytail. From where I'm sitting, I can easily see that her face too is beautiful, that she looks like a supermodel.
As she places the glass down on the kitchen bench, she turns her head to look out of her large window, looking directly across at me. I swear I could see her smile a little at me, before she walked off towards her bathroom. My first thought is wow, what a stunning creature. She's easily the most attractive woman I've ever seen not only in Hartford or now New York, but perhaps anywhere for that matter.
I also need to go change out of my suit and tie, going for my own shower. Once out and just wearing my boxers and a t-shirt, I pour myself another scotch, before putting on some of my favorite jazz music to relax with. As I sit back down on my couch listening to Cole Porter, I again look across to her apartment, her curtains for her bedroom are open and she's standing there naked, as she begins to get dressed. My god, she's even more beautiful than I could've imagined. Her body is absolutely gorgeous, toned, and just simply incredible.
