My neighbor might be watching my through a gap in his blinds occassionally. Maybe it’s all in my head.
Once or twice I thought I saw movement when I looked over at his window.
My imagination is pretty wild and I got to thinking, what if he’s there, watching me laying in bed, my small but perky breasts barely concealed behind my pajama shirt? What if he’s jerking his long, thick cock at the thought of cumming all over my chest?
Or maybe he’s thinking about inviting me over for some small innocent reason. Offering me a glass of water in the kitchen, maybe. Then coming up behind me and putting those strong, hands on my hips. I think we’re both in our late twenties, but he could be in his early thirties. He’s very fit. I’m in pretty good shape, but I’ve gained a couple of pounds around my ass and thighs. My waist is pretty small, and men stare at me a lot, so I guess I’m pretty desirable.
I swear that sometimes when I go outside, he’s trying his hardest not to look at me. Maybe he’s got a girlfriend, but I don’t think he’s married or has kids.