My new condo came with an unexpected bonus. I live on the ninth floor of a ten story building. There is a building next door that had been a six-story manufacturing plant but had been converted to expensive loft apartments. With its taller ceilings, the two buildings are fairly close to the same height. What I discovered one night when I came in from work late was when the lights were on in the sixth-floor apartment across from mine, I could see right in with just a slight downward angle. I had never seen who lived there until just recently. He walked into my view one night as I was sitting in my living room along the windows, reading. He looked to be about six feet tall and fairly fit. I’d say his age was somewhere in the forties -- not a young guy, but very handsome nonetheless. He was dressed in a t-shirt and jeans that night.
Over the weeks since first seeing him, I’d seen him in a suit, casual clothes and then one night I saw him walk along the window in just a towel. This confirmed my initial thought about how fit he was and also got my mind racing a bit as to what he was hiding under that towel. You can’t blame a girl for wondering, especially when she hadn’t had a relationship in a while other than with her vibrator.
I kind of became obsessed with watching him, I must say. I got to see him in his towel a few more times and even caught a glimpse of him without one once. Unfortunately it was a very fleeting look as he turned away from the window. I masturbated thinking about his arms wrapped around me more times than I care to count after that. He would always bring me to a screaming orgasm, sigh.
I came in from work one evening and, as had become my norm, I had a nice hot shower first thing. I washed off my day’s worth of sweat and office stink. I stood under the shower for a long time, letting the water run over my breasts and feeling the warmth run down over my tummy, to flow over my clit like a mini waterfall. I probably could’ve stood there for hours, but my little hot water heater ran cold on me. I jumped out and dried off and was debating the urge to masturbate. I was horny, but just not quite in the mood after my water ran cold. So I slid on one of my silk nightshirts (I never wore panties to sleep), and went for food.
As I passed the window that looked down into my neighbor’s loft, I saw him standing by the window. I suddenly stopped when the image finally focused. He was standing with his back to the window, bare-ass naked! I really leaned into the window and that is when I saw the other thing I had missed: Kneeling in front of him was a blonde. I thought ‘OH MY GOD!’ He is getting a blow job right there in front of the window.’
I was just rooted there, staring at them. I could see her moving back and forth from his midsection as she was sliding along his cock. He had both hands firmly on her head and was guiding her up and down his cock. I noticed every time she slid forward, his ass cheeks would clinch tightly together. It was almost like she was sucking all the air out of him through his cock.
This went on for far longer than I would’ve thought possible. Finally, with his hands wrapped in her hair, he pulled her to her feet in front of him. I saw him lean in and kiss her before he pulled her towards the window ledge. He maneuvered her so she was leaning towards the window, almost staring right at me if she were to look up. He moved in behind her and from the expression on her face must have entered her pussy with a powerful stroke. She had her hands spread against the window as he pounded her pussy from behind. Her breasts hung down and jiggled as her body moved with each thrust he delivered.
I stood there watching the pounding she was getting from him, transfixed at the sight. Without my realizing it, my hand had slid to my pussy and my fingers were gently rubbing along my opening and stroking back and forth across my clit. As I continued to watch them and play with my own pussy, I leaned forward and rested one hand on the window. I slid two fingers deep into my wet tunnel, pumping them in and out as hard as he was pumping her.