Lasciviousness Stories

I was working from home one day, in my small two-bedroom apartment, trying to get caught up on some pressing work. I wanted to be anywhere but sitting in front of a computer. I gazed out the window of the spare bedroom, which doubled as an office.I saw the shapely silhouetted figure of a young lady, bouncing down the stairs in the breezeway across the parking lot from the building where my apartment was located. Her hair...