[Voyeur]Excerpt from my new story, opinions abound please!

My first published story on amazon, probably slightly overpriced right now, but who cares, it's my first one! Let me know what ya think reddit.

One

There’s just something about the first hot day of summer that makes me feel…naughty. I think it’s the skirts. After being covered up in those tight, restrictive denim prisons all winter, my skin needs to feel the air…and the sunshine…and a few other things, too. I pay homage to the day by picking out the shortest, flouncy-est skirt in my closet. It’s black and somewhat fluffy from the white pleated lace that peaks out from underneath. I decide to nix the underwear. I can’t stand the idea of any amount of fabric coming between my pussy and the world today.
A rather conservative white tank top completes the ensemble. Today isn’t about showing cleavage; it’s about showing ass. I’m excited just thinking about what might happen if a gust of wind should come by while I’m in a skirt this short and loose. My whole body throbs as I imagine the wind caressing and exposing my ass in front of whoever is there to see. I wonder what it would be like to spread my legs and feel the heat of the sun.
My daydreams follow me out the door, and my skirt twirls dangerously as I try to lock the door. The feeling of being almost exposed makes excitement ring through me. The sound of booted feet makes my head turn, and there I find The Guy Down the Hall in all his usual scruffy glory. He’s a bit too old for me to fuck, but definitely not too old for me to admire. He has just a hint of grey, and those naturally touchable muscles always show through his plain T-shirts. I can never tell if he’s just off work from some construction job, or if he’s on his way to play a gig at a bar.
Keys jingle as they hit the floor. Did I drop them by accident, or by design? Even I cannot say for sure, but I take immediate advantage. You’re not supposed to bend at the waist when you’re wearing such a dangerously short and fluffy skirt, and I show my neighbour why. The draft from the air conditioning rushes over my ass, and my pussy gushes when I imagine Down-the-Hall-Guy’s calloused fingers playing along my skin. His palms would cup my cheeks, and they’d be rough and warm. Then he’d slip in one finger…two fingers… I realize that I have no idea how long I’ve been fumbling for my keys with my bare ass in the air. I jerk upright to find Neighbour Guy standing next to me, waiting to get by. The hall was narrow, sure, but he could squeeze by if he needed to. “Sorry!” Now I’m feeling embarrassed rather than brazen, and I wobble on my wedge sandals.
“Don’t worry about it.” His smile is slow as he raises an eyebrow. As me moves to scoot past me, he lightly places his hands on my hips, and just that slight touch sent a sent a rush of blood to my now aching pussy. Coming out of a lightheaded swoon, I find myself alone with the scent of his aftershave. I listen to the sound of the elevator descending as I struggle to clear my head. My face is burning with shame, but my body is burning with something else. I feel almost frantic for relief, and I thank my skirt that I never got the door locked. I’m back in my apartment with my back to the wall within seconds. I pinch my nipples through the thick cotton shirt and stuff two fingers into my cunt without wasting any more time. It feels so good that I want to cry, but it isn’t enough. I need cock. I need a cock pounding into me right fucking now.
Fingers are just no good. They can’t replace the cock that I need. I think about my vibrator, but it’s in a drawer way over there, so I pull my fingers out so I can rub my clit as fast as I can.
What if Hallway Guy had pulled his dick out right there? What if he had slammed it into my pussy while I was all bent over with my ass on display? Was he thinking about me now? Did he want to fuck me? I moan in excitement and frustrated desire, and then I explode. The thought of exposing my ass and being taken from behind is just too much, and I slide down to the floor, rubbing my over-sensitive slit slowly and carefully. I feel better – more clear-headed and less intense – but I still need a cock inside me. Okay. So, the sunshine, the skirt, a strange guy, and my exposed ass just got me more worked up than any boyfriend ever had. I don’t waste time wondering why; I simply look at the facts, and then go looking for more.

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