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?This is it. I?m going to do it,? thought Jane. ?No!? she thought shaking her head, ?I?m not going to do it!? ?I?m doing it!? As she reached into her room for the light switch she thought back to that fateful Friday night about a month ago. She?d come home by taxi about 11:00 after a really boring monthly dinner meeting at which she?d had a few too many drinks. She?d stumbled into her bedroom without turning on any lights planning to just collapse into her bed and sleep it off. As she?d come through the door she?d glanced out her window at the apartment building across the way from her building and seen something that stopped her dead in her tracks. ?Oh,? she remembered thinking as she watched a good looking man walking around in what appeared to be a bedroom dressed only in a pair of bright red Jockey briefs. She remembered that, as she?d made her way through the bedroom to close her curtains, she?d looked around guiltily before thinking, ?I?m alone. My light?s off. He can?t see me. In fact, no one can see me.? The good side of her conscience had said, ?you shouldn?t be doing this. It?s not right to spy on someone. How would you feel if someone spied on you?? But then she remembered, with a smile, the bad side of her conscience argue back, ?You didn?t plan to spy on him. It?s just a chance thing. Besides which, what?s the harm. He?s not dressed any differently than he would be on the beach or by a pool.? She remembered standing by her window admiring his gorgeous body. She then remembered her shock as he?d stopped by the edge of his bed and, after hooking his thumbs in the waistband of his shorts, he had lowered them to stand naked. ?Oh my God,? she remembered thinking, ?lookie, lookie.? She had continued to watch as he?d then walked over to, and put his shorts into, the hamper in the corner of his room. She remembered marveling, over the next ten to fifteen minutes, at the way his penis had swayed from side to side below a small patch of pubic hair as he?d walked around his room before he?d climbed into bed and turned off his light. Without turning on her light she?d stripped off her clothes and climbed into bed falling asleep with visions of his jiggling cock in her mind. As she was standing just outside her bedroom door with her hand on the light switch she remembered that she?d wakened the next morning with her twisted sheets clinging moistly to her sweating body along with her damp, tangled hair. She had lain in bed contemplating her state before she had guiltily glanced across at the apartment where she?d seen him the night before and thinking, ?did I really see what I think I saw? Did I really see a naked guy last night?? She remembered shaking her head and thinking, ?No. It couldn?t have been. It must have been another one of those dreams.? All day Saturday she?d glanced at the building across the way trying to confirm that she?d really seen what she thought she?d seen. As it became later and later, she remembered thinking, ?I must have been isvecbahis (https://isvecbahis.club/) dreaming. I didn?t really see a naked guy last night.? It was just after the late news had started, she remembered, that a light had gone on in the apartment across the way. When she had rented it she hadn?t liked the other building being only seventy-five or eighty feet away but the rent was what she could afford. She remembered jumping up from her chair and quickly turning off both the television and the lights in her apartment. Standing by the door she flushed at the memory of her whisper when she?d seen him walking about his living room, ?it?s him. It?s the same guy as last night. I didn?t dream about him.? She had moved over to sit on her couch in stunned silence, not moving, as her eyes followed him around his apartment, as he?d gone into his bedroom, and as he stripped off his clothes to be fully nude again. Then she remembered her shock as she?d seen him, after turning on his television and lying down on his bed, start to fondle his penis. ?What?s he doing?? she?d thought. She remembered thinking, as it dawned on her, ?Oh my God. He?s playing with himself. Is he going to masturbate? I shouldn?t watch this. I can?t watch this,? the entire time leaning forward to get a better look. She smiled at her memory of watching in awe as his cock grew under the caresses of his hand, as his hand began to move up and down his rigid shaft, and as, after several minutes, his hips bucked violently into the air and semen shot out of his penis. ?Jesus. He came. He had an orgasm.? Then, as guilt set in, she remembered blushing as she thought, ?I shouldn?t have watched him do that. I invaded his privacy.? Her smile grew as she remembered that over the past month she?d overcome her guilt as she?d watched him almost every night. After the first few nights she even bought a pair of binoculars so she could get an even better view. She?d gotten to know his body ? the little scar on his right shoulder, the dimples in his ass, the colic in the back of his hair ? and his habits ? how he brushed his teeth, how he took off his pants, and that he masturbated at every second or third day. She?d come home tonight, after this month?s compulsory dinner meeting, drained but anxious. Tonight?s meeting had been a rather boring one where she?d been hit upon by four of the office nerds ? Gerry, Jack, Graham and Frank. All of them, with the exception of Jack, had accepted her brush off gracefully and moved on. Jack, on the other hand, had had too much to drink and wasn?t put off. He?d put his left arm around her shoulder and had tried to cajole her into coming back to his apartment for further discussions about the deal she was working on. He?d talked to her for almost twenty minutes getting bolder and bolder with the way his body had touched her. First it was his hip against hers. Then his right thigh had brushed against her left thigh as he?s whispered something to her. He?d pretended to stumble as he had isveçbahis giriş (https://isvecbahis.club/) pulled away so that the side of his chest had rubbed the side of her right breast. She?d taken it all submissively until, as he?d reached past her with his right hand to get a beer on the shelf behind her, he?d let the backs of his fingers gently rub across both her boobs. As she?d turned towards him to ask him to stop bothering her he?d not only ended up with both arms around her neck he?d moved his right leg between her legs and ground his thigh against her crotch. After she?d recovered from her surprise she found him blatantly staring down at her chest with a leer on his face. As he started to say, ?I thought you?d like th?? she surprised herself as she?d stomped on his right foot as she snarled, ?back off bastard.? He looked at her with both surprise and pain as he got the message and backed away. As he turned to walk away though she?d heard him mumble, ?Frigid bitch. Lighten up.? Usually meek and shy she?d been surprised herself, and a few of her coworkers who?d overheard the exchange, by her reaction. As they?d congratulated her she had said, ?I don?t know what got into me? I don?t usually lash out like that. It must have been the booze.? Even though her coworkers had assured her that he?d had it coming she felt embarrassed by her reaction. She wasn?t as embarrassed by her actions towards Jack but by the effect his touching had had on her. When he?d brushed her boobs both her nipples had sprung to attention and when he?d ground his thigh into her crotch she?d felt a jolt of lightening lance into the core of her body. As she?d moved around afterwards she?d had a sticky feeling in her crotch. Unsure what it was she?d gone to the bathroom and found her vaginal lips puffy and extended and a clear fluid oozing out from between them. Each time she?d wiped herself to try and clean up the fluid, her body twitched until she?d had to stop because her vagina was just too sensitive. Ashamed at the way her body had reacted, and sure that everyone who looked at her knew exactly what was going on, she?d left shortly afterwards. She entered her apartment and, before turning on hers lights, looked across at his place. She saw him fully dressed sitting on a chair, facing her building, and animatedly talking on the phone. Looking at her watch she thought, ?10:30. It?ll be another thirty minutes to an hour before he goes to bed. With all I?ve had to drink tonight can I stay awake that long?? As she was watching him she felt her mind drift and her visions returned. Visions of herself in crude, passionate embraces, hands pawing her, male organs penetrating her, using her, pleasuring her. She shook her head, trying to fight free of the visions, trying desperately to ignore the heat in her loins, the swelling of her breasts, the hardness of her nipples as she thought, ?God Jack was annoying but he certainly had an effect on me. I need another beer to calm me down.? She returned, and isveçbahis yeni giriş (https://isvecbahis.club/) sitting on a chair in the dark, continued to watch him as she sipped her beer. She found herself fidgeting ? crossing and recrossing her legs, changing places on the chair, and constantly taking sips of beer. In no time she was finished the beer and found herself opening another. As she made her way back to the chair she thought, ?I wonder if he?d like to see me naked?? As she sat back down on the chair her good conscience whispered, ?No way. You can?t strip for him. Think how embarrassed you?d be.? Her bad conscience immediately countered in a loud internal voice with, ?Why wouldn?t he want to see you naked? He looks like a healthy male and they?re always trying to take peeks. Besides which you?ve been watching him for the last month. His shows shouldn?t go unrewarded.? The more she sat watching him the more she convinced herself that she should do it. As she drained her beer she got up and went into her bedroom. She put the empty bottle on her bedside table. She was about to pull back her dark out curtains when she thought, ?I should have sexy underwear on for this show.? She flicked on her dresser light and pulled a red thong and matching bra out of her lingerie drawer. She quickly stripped and replaced the unimaginative, but very comfortable underwear she wore to work, before getting dressed again. Turning off her bureau lamp she slowly pulled back her window curtains to provide him with the maximum view possible. She walked around her room in the dark taking stock of where he?d be able to see her. After she?d figured out a routine, she left the room and stood outside. As she reached for the light switch to start the show she thought, as she noticed her hand was shaking, ?I need another beer to calm down.? She got the beer and, as she took a couple of long swigs, thought, ?you?re just procrastinating Jane. Get on with it.? She left the unfinished beer on the counter and walked back towards her room. As she came to her doorway she peaked in and looked across and saw that he was still talking on the phone. ?This is it. I?m going to do it,? she thought. ?No!? she thought shaking her head, ?I?m not going to do it.? ?I?m doing it,? she thought emphatically as she reached into her room, flicked the switch to turn on the light beside her bed and walked in. She walked over to the dresser feeling her heart pounding like it was going to jump out of her chest. Her hand trembling slightly, she took off her watch and glanced over at his building to see if he?d seen her. Seeing no evidence that he had, she stretched her arms over her head and did a couple of slow twists thinking, ?if this doesn?t work how am I going to get his attention?? As she lowered her arms she thought, ?maybe I?m going to have to get down to my underwear for him to take notice. That?s how I noticed him the first time.? She faced the window and, after slowly unbuttoning the front of her blouse, removed it. Seeing that she still didn?t have his attention she turned and, walking back to her closet, hung it up. Turning back to face the window again she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror and thought, ?my God, what a coincidence.