I'd noticed her a few weeks ago when she moved in next door. She looked about my age, early 30s, a little taller and slimmer than me, and blonde. I later learned her name was Lauren after I took a delivery in for her while she was out. It was our only conversation at this point. She seemed nice.
It's nice to feel sexy isn't it? I live on my own and work at the moment doesn't allow for much of a sex or dating life, so when I get a moment it's nice to slip in to some lingerie and play with myself.
So on this particular evening I slipped in to some black stockings and suspenders, red heels, a red thong a sexy red babydoll.
I was stood admiring myself in the bedroom mirror. I hadn't even got wet yet but I had got myself feeling horny. The clothes felt so good against my skin.
Shit...I'd forgotten to draw the curtains. I looked up and went to close them and saw Lauren looking up at me from her living room. Damn. I closed the curtains really quickly.
I poured a glass of wine to ease my nerves after my near miss. Not longer later my doorbell rang.
Who on earth is after me at this hour? I wondered. I put my bathrobe on and went to the door. Through the spyhole I saw it was Lauren.
I opened up.
Oh Hi Lauren
Hi Lucy...
Can I help?
Well, I must say you did look sexy just now!
Lauren was wearing jeans, flats and a tight white t-shirt. I could see her bra through it.
I blushed. Thanks
No problem. May i come in?
Erm, ok I guess.
I invite Lauren in. Take a seat, lounge is through there.
Lucy, come on, take the dressing gown off.
Sorry?