She has no idea I know this, but I do and it’s hot. About 10 years ago, we lived in the same block at university dorms. We only knew each other to say hello to back then and it was years before we crossed paths again and romance blossomed.
One weeknight it was about 2am and I heard some giggling and chatting outside. My window was nearest to the entrance doorway so I could see it quite clearly, and I peeked out.
She was there, the girl from upstairs, with a guy I didn’t recognise. From what I could make out of the chat they had been on a date and he was walking her back home. They were talking and laughing about dumb stuff, how fun it had been etc.
I lay back down in bed. It went silent for a minute or two and out of curiosity I looked out again. They were still there, her in his arms, kissing now.
This was quite sexy, quite passionate looking. She was up close to him and she looked good. She had a fitted leather jacket on up top, a relatively short dress on the bottom. Legs tanned, stiletto heels. She’d dressed up for him and was kissing him hard, her hand grabbing onto the back of his head. You could tell both of them were really turned on.