As soon as I locked my apartment door behind me, I heard my neighbors’ door swing open. I looked up and saw Melissa, a college student back on spring break, standing in the door frame.
“I could hear you two fighting,” she said. She was wearing a loose pink top and yoga pants.
“Sorry,” I responded quickly, beginning to walk down the hall. It was true — my wife and I had been in an argument that had gotten a little loud. I had decided to go on a walk to give her some space.
“Oh, it’s no big deal,” Melissa said, lingering in the door. As I got closer, I realized she had chosen not to wear a bra. I also, for the first time, noticed how she had grown from the awkward high schooler I had known into an attractive young woman with ample breasts and a very enticing smile.
Her grin was on full display when she caught me looking at her nipples, which were poking through her shirt. She peaked down the hall, making sure no one was watching. “Hey, do you want to see them?”