Sarah dropped exhaustedly into the old, overstuffed chair she had found earlier that day at a nearby thrift shop. After several years of working in a nursing home after graduating from college, she had finally decided she needed to get away from the small town her extended family was from. She'd never really liked the job all that well in the first place, and she was beginning to be concerned that it wouldn't be long before stories about her hidden sexual activities since loosing her virginity the previous New Years would start making the rounds... the "grapevine" in a town like that could be brutal. Her new job was in post-op ward of a medium sized hospital about three hours away from where she had been living.
The small apartment she had found was comfortable, within walking distance of the hospital, and for the first time in her life, she wasn't living with someone else. It had taken several days for her to find enough used furniture to be able to move in, but now, surrounded by half empty moving boxes, she would be spending her first night in her own place. She didn't have much to do other than read and go to bed, since the cable guy wasn't due to come for another day or two. She made a bowl of popcorn, poured a glass of coke, and settled in with a book. The rest of her unpacking could wait until tomorrow. After a couple of hours, the activities of the day began to catch up with her, and she decided it was time to take a shower and head for bed. For a moment, she pondered what to do for changing clothes, since her bedroom was piled high with stuff, and she would have to climb over things just to get into bed. Finally she decided that if she stayed away from the windows which overlooked a busy street, she'd be okay changing in the large living room. After all, she was on the second floor of an old store building, who would be able see in anyway?
Zack was an 18-year-old boy who lived in an apartment across the street from Sarah's new place. His mother had decided a couple of years before to it was time to move out of a large nearby city and into a quieter, somewhat smaller one to keep him out of trouble and open her own business -- the small thrift shop beneath their apartment. He had spent a lazy Friday afternoon, lying bed all alone playing video games while his mom ran the store downstairs. No friends around to get in trouble with. As he got up to close the blinds of his window he saw a blue car pull up into the parking lot across the street. He hadn't met the new renter above the store across the way yet, so he wondered who was inside. It was just beginning to get dusky outside as the young women got out of her car. He was surprised to see that she was young, and kind of cute. She unloaded a stack of boxes from the back of her car and started to walk around to the outdoor staircase that led to the door of her apartment.
He figured that she must be in her early 20's, with straight, dark blond hair, which was drawn into a ponytail that fell nearly to her waist. She looked to be quite a bit shorter then him, maybe around 5'2" or 3". As she unlocked her trunk, he got a good look at her entire body. It had been a hot, late July day, and she was wearing a tight pair of denim shorts, which showed off most of her shapely legs. She also had on a white sleeveless button-up knit shirt that was just tight enough to show the out line of her breasts, which he guessed might be around a c-cup, and hinted at the fact that she had a surprisingly narrow waist.
Zack decided that her large tits were just the right size for her curvaceous body. He started to get a slight hard-on as she leaned into her trunk before deciding which boxes to take with her. Stray strands of hair slightly covered her heart-shaped face. She was wearing no makeup, but was lightly tanned which gave a glow to her clean skin. As she brushed stray hairs back behind her ear and looked down into the trunk of the car, he noticed the absence of any ring on her finger. She wasn't married. That explained why she was doing all the moving alone. No lucky guy would get to fuck her tight little body after a long day of moving. He couldn't take his eyes off her as she turned the corner to climb her stairs. Zack found a pair of binoculars in the closet, and settled in to watch his new neighbor as she continued to move boxes into the apartment.
As he watched, he started to lightly stroke his cock while imagining what it would be like to fuck the pretty white girl across the street. The best thing about having to transfer to a relatively small high school was looking at all the hot blondes walking around school in their tight outfits. Being an average height (5' 8"), non-jock, and the only black kid in his home room, he figured the only time he would ever get to have his cock pounding a hot blonde's tight pussy was in his dreams.
As he sat back down trying to imagine the young women next door, and what it would be like to have his hands roaming all over her smooth skin, all of a sudden the light came on in the living room across from his window. The two buildings were almost identical. They were both two story, and from his window he could clearly see into her living room, especially since she hadn't put up any curtains yet. He quickly ran over and turned his light off as he saw her walk into the room.
For a long time, she simply moved around the room, unpacking the boxes she had just carried upstairs. Finally, she finished, and dropped into a chair. It seemed his peep show was over, as a few minutes later; she went to the kitchen and came back with something, which she proceeded to eat. Zack turned the light back on, and reviewed his afternoon viewing in his head until his mother came upstairs. He carefully asked her about their new neighbor, and learned that she had been in the store earlier in the day looking for furniture. According to his mom, her name was "Sarah"; she was 23, had graduated from college a couple of years earlier, and worked at the hospital down the street.
After eating dinner, Zack returned to his room and turned on his TV to provide cover for any continued viewing of "Sarah" that might present itself. After an hour or so, the object of his attention stood and looked around the room as if she was unsure of something. Suddenly, Zack found he had hit the jackpot! Sarah had untucked her top from her shorts, and leaned against the chair she had been sitting in as she bent down to take her socks off. Her hair was out of its ponytail now, and it hung loosely around her shoulders as his eyes roamed her body from head to toe. Her calves looked nice and firm as he slowly moved his binoculars up her thighs to her nice round ass. Her hair hung down covering her face. Now barefoot, she started to walk over to a desk sitting against the wall, slowly undoing a button of her shirt with each step. She clearly didn't realize that her every move was on display to the teenaged voyeur across the street as she undressed. With his binoculars, it didn't matter how far into the room she stood, he could still see each button as it came free. She undid the last button on her top and then took it off revealing a simple white bra, supporting her firm breasts. He couldn't see her breasts clearly because she had her back to him.
But then, almost as though she read his mind, she turned around giving him a great view of her bra, as it held her breasts firmly in place. Now he was sure that her tits looked like a c-cup, that the cloth restraint seemed inadequate to cover all of her ample tits, and that it showed off a lot of cleavage. He quickly pulled out his cock and started to stroke it as she walked over to her desk. She bent down to look into a bag and in doing gave him a spectacular view between the pale mounds. He slowly increased his pace as she unbuttoned her shorts, then slid her hands inside waistband and pulled them down. She stepped out of them and turned around. Zack drew a sharp breath as her body was revealed. She had matching white panties on underneath. Her butt cheeks were softly round, and Zack thought, just about perfect.
He started to think what it would be like to fuck her, watching his big black cock go in and out of her hot white pussy. He started to stroke his cock harder as she bent over to pick up her shorts. Her butt cheeks pressed against the white cotton tightly enough for him to get a hint of the outline of her pussy lips. He wondered what it would be like to fuck her from behind, while his dark hands squeezed her firm white tits. She got up and walked into the bathroom, slightly closing the door behind her. He quickly ran into the bathroom and finished jacking off, thinking of fucking his new blonde neighbor.
He finished cleaning up and went back to see what she was doing. It was then he was brought back to reality as his mother called him into the next room to run an errand for her. He sighed, knowing he would probably never fuck a white chick like her. But hey, he could always dream.
A couple of days later, Zack woke up late, and after dressing and making himself breakfast, walked downstairs into his mom's shop. He stopped short as he recognized the pretty blond standing in front of a bookcase talking to his mother.
