The City is bathed in the dark clothes of the evening as we finally finish shopping, carry all my bags to Victoria's car, and drive to my parked car.
"Stay out of trouble; I've got plenty lined up for tomorrow! See you after the dinner hour." Victoria says with wicked glee as she waves good-bye.
I park my car in my garage and haul my booty into the elevator. I look at my reflection in the walls of the elevator. I'm dressed in my black platform heels, black leather mini skirt, black nylons, my red lace panties and matching bra, and the navy blue bolero jacket over my blue cotton blouse. I look hot and I blew myself a kiss with my red lips.
I get into my apartment and strip out of my clothes leaving on the shoes. I dial up my local pizza parlor and order a small pie for delivery. I'm engrossed in all the packages for my entire new wardrobe and carefully hanging it up when the delivery boy buzzes my apartment from downstairs. I buzz him into the building, then set my wallet on a small table in the front hallway area, and return to admiring my shoes. I try on a pair of black strap sandals with thick 5-inch heels, when I hear my doorbell.
"Coming," I call out as I finish with putting on the other sandal. I open the door wearing nothing but my sexy new high heel sandals. "How much do I owe you," I ask as I lean against the doorway.
My delivery guy is a twenty something white guy, sneakers, jeans a tee shirt and denim jacket. He is a new guy to my area and so has the deer in the headlight look as they always do when they are first confronted by my naked body. As usual, he stares at my semi-hard dick as I ask again, how much I owe for the pizza. He tells me, without stopping to stare at me. I turn around and bend over for effect to show off my bare ass as I theatrically retrieve my wallet on the table and take my time as I get his money.
"Here is what I owe you," I tell him, "Now I can give you a conventional tip or an unconventional tip, which are you interested in?" I wickedly tease.
This guy is clueless and just mutters "Huh? What?"
I shrug and had him his tip in dollars.
"Ta da," I wave as I close my door laughing at his reaction to my nudity.
I settle in to pizza and a DVD. Then seeing it is 9:30-ish at the movies end, I take the pizza box, open the door to my apartment, and make my way to the garbage shoot. I do like the way I feel as I prance down the hall on my high heels.
I get to the garbage shoot when I in front of me a door opens up. Before I can react a twenty something cute Hispanic lady in a tee shirt, cotton spandex tights and slippers enters the hallway, she's carrying a garbage bag. I guess I'm not the only one who steps out in the eve to dump their garbage.
At first she doesn't spot me, she is too busy talking to herself. The cotton spandex tights show off her attributes. She has a soft plump ass, a bit of a tummy and nice shapely legs. The way her round tits are bouncing, I'm certain she's not wearing a bra. We almost bump into each other and that's when she notices me. At first, she just is focusing on my bare chest, and then she does a double take as she realizes that I'm bare all the way down.
"Hi," I say as I keep walking past her.
"Oh my God," she says in surprise at my nudity. "You won't believe what I'm seeing," she says. That is when I realize she has a Bluetooth. She stops and turns around to watch me walk down the hall.
"Nice shoes," she calls out with a giggle, "Where did you get them?"
"Nordstrom," I reply.
"I'll have to pick up a pair. You look good in them,"
"Thanks."
She opens her apartment door and then says "I'll tell you everything in a minute," She must be addressing that comment to her friend on her Bluetooth, "Nice meeting you, have a good night," she says to me.
"Yeah," I say, "You too."
She closes the door and I think I hear her giggle and start talking rapidly.
I round the corner of the hall with the garbage chute and just lean against the wall to my hallway. I can't believe I just did that. She definitely liked what she saw! What a rush, a great way to top off a great fucking day. I wonder who she was talking to?
Another door opens up in this hallway between my apartment and me.
Another Hispanic woman enters the hallway. She's a foxy gray haired older woman wearing a sweatshirt, and cotton gym shorts that spread nicely over her motherly hips and bubble butt. She has great shapely legs. She is wearing a pair of killer backless platform clear acrylic mules with thick six-inch heels, I have a moment of shoe envy at those amazing shoes, I want them!
"He's still out here, I will talk to you in a later," She says as she turns off her Bluetooth. "Hey you, come here." She calls out to me.
"Me?"
"Yeah you, you're the only unclothed male in the hallway, who else am I talking to?"
I shrug and walk toward her.
"I should report you to the managers." She says in a domineering voice that she seems very practiced in using.
Oh shit. I reply in my most contrite voice, "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to offend anyone. Nobody is ever out at this hour and I wasn't thinking, please, please don't report me," I plead.
"You could have frightened someone walking around like that," She scolds. "In the old days if you were one of my students I would give that bottom of yours a good whipping to beat some sense into you."
"I know. I deserve a good spanking. That is exactly what my dear departed Mother would say."
"Departed?"
"She died a few years ago. I miss her so," trying to bring a tear to my eyes.
"You do need a good spanking for such blatant misbehavior. That's what happens when parents are lax. If you report to me sharply at noon after Church, I will not report you to the management. Don't be late."
"I promise, I will rush home directly from Church and be on time."
She tells me her apartment number and then departs. I walk as fast as I can in these heels to get to my apartment. I don't want anyone else to see me. Whew, that was a close call. Hopefully I can convince her not to report me.
I need some cooling down. I open the sliding glass patio doors and step out into the exceptionally warm evening air. I look out across the way to the other apartments and I think I spot someone looking at me! I think he has some binoculars.
I go back in grab paper from the printer, a thick marking pen and tape. I write my IM address down and tape it to the banister of my patio. I wave and point to the paper. In a few minutes, my iPad dings and I go over to look and I have 3 new emails. It seems there is more than one voyeur out tonight who can see me. I take the iPad to the patio and replied to their messages.
Do you want a show? I type.
>yes, are their replies.
I put down the IPad go back in to get some lotion, return to the patio and start to stroke my hard on. I masturbate for my audience enjoying the rush of knowing that I'm being watched.
I can hear the ding from my iPad telling me I have messages. I imagine them typing one handed as they stroke their own dicks. What a day! I keep working on my hard hot cock as I ponder what will happen tomorrow. How can I convince that foxy old broad not to report me? I'm getting tired standing up, but I'm so horny now.
I go and get one of my butt plugs and the Aloe gel. I squirt out a string of the gel along the silicon shaft and insert it into my ass.
