Stepping out of the steaming hot shower, I grabbed the towel from its rack and wrapped it around my dripping body. The soft cotton caressed my skin as I dried off, its fluffy fibers rubbing against me in all the right places. I felt a pleasant shiver run through me as I walked barefoot across the cool tiles; it was so refreshingly pleasant that it almost took my breath away. As I walked into the kitchen, a sudden chill swept over me, making me gasp in surprise as my nipples hardened and goosebumps rose on my skin.
It was already dark outside, so I flicked on the light switch before grabbing a cup of water. My boyfriend came in behind me, casting an imposing silhouette in comparison to my small stature. His deep, dark eyes traced along my naked curves, trailing alongside my hips and down around my thighs, soaking up every delicate slope of my hourglass shape that taunted and teased him further. I couldn't help but smile as his gaze finally reached the center of my breasts, staring at my protruding nipples with an almost undeniable hunger.
A deep sigh escaped his chest, and a smoldering expression crossed his face as he whispered, "You've got to keep this up, don't you? Walking around like this... One of these days, one of those poor elderly neighbors in the apartment building across the street is going to witness all this and have a heart attack on the spot!"
His words were both reprimanding and affectionate, so I wasn't sure whether he was truly upset or merely amused by the situation, so I laughed; but his expression became solemn. In response to his stern demeanor, my bratty instincts kicked in, and I leaned against the counter with a slow sensuality, pushing up my plump, pink-tipped breasts as I innocently sipped from my glass of water. His gaze hardened, and his lips twitched as if to contain a smile.
I swayed my hips and spread my legs to give him a better view of my pussy, which was trimmed in a womanly triangle just the way he liked it. The sternness of his expression faded as he admired me, his eyes slowly trailing down my body until they reached my exposed, swollen pussy lips. His lips curled into a smirk as he slowly licked them with the tip of his tongue.
I looked up at him with a challenging expression on my face, daring him to give in to his primal urges and take me right there. His eyes burned with an intensity that spoke of his inner desire, and as I held his attention, I felt my own arousal grow with each passing second. The heat between us had grown to the point where it could almost be felt in the air around us.
"I saw our new neighbor walk into the living room naked the other day. I could see her clearly from the window with the lights on in her apartment," he warned me, but his voice betrayed his excitement.
"At least it wasn't her boyfriend strolling around in his birthday suit," I remarked.
"Yeah," he laughed, adding, "it's not the first time she's given me more than a 'walk by' viewing experience... and I could see everything."
His words piqued my interest, and I imagined the gorgeous curves of the brunette's body, feeling my skin heat up as I imagined how her nipples would feel against my tongue.
"Did you like what you saw?" I inquired, my voice soft and trembling with need.
I could feel the electricity between us crackling as he seemed to scan my face for any hidden meaning in my words, knowing how jealous I could be. His dark eyes held mine for what felt like an eternity, searching for a clue as to what I was thinking. Even though his body was motionless, his breaths were slow and heavy. After a few moments of silence, he cleared his throat.
"Yes," he said simply, his lips curling into a slow, lazy smile.
"She's hot," I said as I set my empty glass on the counter. "I wouldn't mind seeing more of that toned body."
He gave me a playful glance, shaking his head in amusement. My boyfriend was understanding, willing to let me explore my sexuality, and actually supported me when it came to occasionally experiencing the pleasure of a woman's touch—with or without him.
"She's very attractive," he concurred. "Exactly like you."
"And, like me, she enjoys being watched," I stated the obvious, because she would never expose herself in this manner otherwise. Looking up at him with wide eyes and a blush, I continued, "Perhaps she enjoys watching as well?"
His eyes lit up with hunger, as if raging fires of desire had been ignited within him. I took a step closer, my trembling hands itching to have their way with the buttons on his shirt. His Adam's apple dipped as he swallowed hard, but he didn't move from his spot as I slid each button through its loop one by one, building up the anticipation until I finally slid the fabric off his shoulders.