Taking a new job in a new city can be exciting, lonely and boring at times. I’d never spent any time in Boston and only had 2 weeks to get ready to relocate from my home 300 miles away. I was living alone in a decent neighborhood not far form one of the many schools in the town. I noticed her not long after moving in. Like most of the people in my neighborhood she looked like a young professional who got a job in the city and like me got an affordable apartment near the train (the T). She was about 5’4” long brown hair and very fit. The first time I saw her was when she was returning from a run dressed in tights, sports bra and a baseball cap pulled low, her long hair in a pony tail sticking out the back. A few days later I noticed her again sitting in my apartment. Her apartment was directly across from mine. I caught a glimpse of her walking around through her open shade. Her apartment had windows from both her bedroom and living room and for a few minutes I watched her move between the two.
I didn’t know her name but we would see one another around the neighbor hood and we’d exchange smiles and nods and occasional hellos. But It was a nightly event to see her moving around her apartment for a bit until she would pull her shades closed. She had a boyfriend who would come by, stay over sometimes but everything was pretty boring. I guess one day I got careless as I was watching her from my apartment and she saw me looking in on her. She immediately pulled her shades with a bit of a smile on her face. A few nights later I was out at the local pub in our neighborhood. Sitting at the bar alone watching a game when I heard a women’s voice next to me ordering a drink. I turned my head and it was her standing beside me. She looked at me and smiled and with a couple of drinks in me blurted out and introduced myself holding out my hand to shake. “I’m Mike, I live across the street from you” She smiled at me, hesitated just a second and laughed a bit and said “yes I know you do, I’m Amanda”. She was waiting for the 2 glasses of wine she ordered so I continued on “I just moved in, how long have you lived here” … “6 months or so” she said “Do you like it?” she asked…”So far so good, I think you’re building is nicer” I countered.
“Yeah but I think you have a better view” She said just as the bartender brought her drinks.
Both hands full she turned to head back to her seat “Bye Mike” she said
“See you later” I replied..with that she turned and gave me a mischievous smile “Maybe” she said and returned to the table with her friend.
I was both embarrassed and excited. I wondered if she had noticed me watching her before the day she pulled the shade. I had a few more drinks, paid my tab and headed out. As I left I caught Amanda’s eye and smiled…she smiled back a bit but kept her conversation going.
I wasn’t too late when I got home. I watched the end of the game on my couch with only the TV on, no lights. When it was over I turned it off and began my evening routine to lock up and get ready for bed. A light outside my window caught my eye…Amanda’s apartment lit up. I stood back from my windows, my apartment dark and watched for a moment as she moved around in her own routine I’d seen before. She went to her kitchen, shut the lights, then her living room would go dark. If everything held to form next she’d pull the shade in her bedroom..but this time she didn’t. Instead I noticed her standing for a moment in her bedroom window looking directly toward my apartment. She paused and instead of pulling the shade she turned around and removed the tight fitting t-shirt she had been wearing as she stood in front of her dresser. The light was still on in her bedroom so there was plenty of light. She was at the far side of her bedroom too, so it was likely my neighbors couldn’t see her. She then unclipped the purple bra she was wearing and slipped that off. She was now topless in her tight jeans. Naturally I began to get hard myself. I was only wearing boxers which weren’t doing much to hold me back. I felt hidden by the darkness of my apartment, but I’m not sure I really cared if she would have seen me if she turned around. Next I watched as her hands moved to the front of her jeans…then she slowly slipped them past her hips…pushing her ass out as she did….She had to know what she was doing. Her perfectly round ass was revealed as her jeans were slowly pushed down her thighs..a matching lace purple thong only covering her now…
At this point I was gently stroking myself enjoying the show..she stood for a moment or two, wearing nothing but that thong, removing her jewelry. Then she turned and walked to the bathroom which was to her left, giving me a side view of her perfect body. She disappeared from my view and I stood there in the darkness slowly stroking my cock and my heart pounding. Waiting for her to come out. Seemed like an eternity and I was edging myself standing in the dark recess of my bedroom waiting. Finally I saw what I hoped…she walked slowly, and proudly I might say, out of the bathroom. Her ample breasts freely in view, nice small nipples erect and dark against her faint tanlines. She walked across her room toward the window. She was staring directly into my apartment as she reached up and to the side and slowly let the shade fall…and with that she was only a shadow against the closed shade..a moment later her apartment went dark..and a moment after that I was cumming hard as I relived the experience in my mind…and looking forward to seeing her again…(to be continued)
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