Chapter One
Wednesday
The sky is overcast today. Seattle has many gloomy days in October.
A dark haired man in his mid-thirties jogs on a treadmill in a corner of his office. He's wearing loose fitting running shorts and a black t-shirt. He's been running for a half hour and his t-shirt shows a damp spot down the middle of his back. He's wearing navy blue Nike running shoes with no socks. It's noon and he's doing a short workout before his next meeting, which is scheduled to start in forty-five minutes.
The man is thirty-five years old. He's a tall man with a muscular build and a flat stomach. Women typically describe him as "a fox." He's handsome, intelligent and successful... and he's well aware of how women look at him. Young beautiful women throw themselves shamelessly at him all the time, but the man shows no interest. He prefers women who are older than him... ten years or more. These women aren't as impressed with his good looks or his wealth, and are more interested in him as a person. They also know how to please a man.
His office is on the forty-second floor of a high-rise building located one block from Bellingham Bay. The posh executive suite is located at a corner of the building. It's approximately eighty feet long and thirty-five feet wide. The two walls that make up the corner have floor-to-ceiling windows. One wall of windows has a view of the waterfront. The other wall of windows looks out on a high-rise tower in the business district, and the man's large desk is by these windows.
On top of the desk sits an iMac computer, a wireless keyboard and a track pad. A water bottle, binoculars and cell phone are next to the computer. While working he sits in a black leather swivel chair with his back to the window. The man likes to rotate his chair and gaze out the window when taking a break. There are two office chairs on the other side of the desk for clients. A large flat screen display is mounted on the far wall behind the client's chairs, which he uses during business meetings.
The man finishes his run and walks over to his desk. He strips off his damp t-shirt and places it on the back of one of the visitor's chairs to dry. He picks up the water bottle and takes a long drink. His muscles are loose and he feels relaxed. He has some free time before he needs to change for his next meeting.
He picks up the binoculars to see if there's anything interesting to see in the building across from him. He likes to observe people when they're not aware they're being watched. Usually what he sees is routine... people working at their desks, business meetings in the conference rooms, people eating lunch in the break room; but sometimes he sees more interesting things.
The floor directly across has five rooms that face his building. The first one on the left is a large conference room. The next room is an ordinary office. In the center is a break room that has three small dining tables with chairs, and a small kitchen area. The room to right of the break room has another standard office. He directs his attention to this room because three times before he's watched the occupants doing things that could be considered "not business related."
The first time he observed an older gentleman with distinguished gray hair, who he assumed was a manager, and a beautiful young woman having a "quickie" during their lunch hour. He thinks that the woman is the gentleman's executive assistant since they spend a lot of time working together. The man was sitting in a chair with his slacks and underwear around his ankles. His assistant was kneeling on the floor in front of him, giving him an enthusiastic blowjob. Her mouth bobbed up and down on the head of his cock while she stroked his shaft with her hand. It took less than a minute for the manager to come in her mouth.
The second time he watched them was a few days later. The grey haired gentleman was naked from the waist down and standing in front of the window. The woman was also facing the window, kneeling on the floor beside his leg. One of her arms was wrapped behind his thigh with her hand between his legs, fondling his balls. Her other hand was wrapped around the shaft of his dick, jacking him off. He enjoyed watching the manager close his eyes and thrust his hips forward into her hand, ejaculating on the window. Afterwards she used his underwear to clean the window.
The third time the woman was naked from the waist down. She was bent over the desk with her face looking out the window. Her feet were on the floor and her legs were spread apart. The manager stood behind her. His slacks were on but his fly was unzipped, and he was fucking her from behind. The man could tell when the woman was having an orgasm because the manager would cover her mouth to stifle her screams. Apparently the young woman could orgasm quite easily because her mouth was covered three times while she was being penetrated.
Today this office is unoccupied. The man directs the binoculars to the corner room directly opposite him. It's a large room intended for a senior executive. He sees an attractive middle age woman sitting at a large desk with her back to the window, reading some papers on her desk. Occasionally she rotates her chair giving the man an opportunity to see more of her. From her clothing she appears to be a senior executive. She's wearing a stylish burgundy business suit with a white satin blouse. The top two buttons are undone revealing some cleavage. She wears a thin gold chain necklace with a large purple gemstone around her neck and stylish black high heels. She has attractive legs and is not wearing stockings. He estimates her to be forty-five to fifty years old. She has striking shoulder length blonde hair. She wears just the right of make up for business. Her bright red lips complement her deep blue eyes. He looks at her left hand and notices she's not wearing a wedding ring.
Something about her is very appealing to the man. He thinks to himself, "This is no ordinary woman." He watches her for another five minutes. "Yes," he thinks, "She could be the one!"
The woman raises her head and looks casually out the window. She sees a dark haired nearly naked man in the building across from her, looking at her through binoculars. She stands up and looks in his direction. She reaches into one of her desk drawers, takes out a pair of binoculars, and brings them to her eyes.
She focuses her attention on the man. The first thing she notices is how handsome he is. His body is physically very fit. She thinks to herself, "Well... aren't you a pleasant surprise? I think I'd like to know you!"
She puts the binoculars down on her desk, raises her right hand and waves once to him. She gives him a friendly smile. The man puts his binoculars down and waves back, returning her smile. The woman gives him a "thumbs up" sign with her hand. The man returns her a "thumbs up."
He thinks, "She certainly isn't shy."
He brings the binoculars back up to his eyes. She sits comfortably in her chair with her legs crossed. She continues looking at the man and smiling, as she slowly uncrosses her legs. She parts her thighs, giving the man a view of her white lace panties.
The man is impressed by her boldness. "She's magnificent!" he says to himself, "I want her!"
He brings the binoculars down, smiles and gives her another "thumbs up."
He opens his desk drawer and pulls out a blank sheet of paper. He grabs a black marker pen, scribbles on the paper, and places the paper against the window with the writing facing her.
The woman brings up the binoculars and reads the paper. She knows immediately that it's his cell phone number.
She thinks, "OK, let's begin."
She picks up her cell phone and sends a text, "I'm Martha. What's your name?"
He scans the text and replies, "Adam."
"I love your body, Adam."
He texts back, "Martha... I think you know how beautiful you are."
She nods her head and smiles, "I want to see all of you!"
He replies, "I'll show. Tit for tat?"
The woman thinks, "He's cocky. I like that!" She replies, "Of course!"
He texts back, "Ladies first."
The woman thinks to herself, "You'd better be worth this!"
