The party had been a waste, I think as I walk into my room, not bothering to turn the lights on. It’s only eleven and I’m home, horny and alone, and I wonder what I can do to salvage the night.
I start to strip in the dark considering my options, leaving just my fishnets on when I see him, my next door neighbor whose window is right across from mine, giving me an almost perfect view of his bedroom.
And tonight he’s watching porn.
He’s in bed with his hand down his jeans, stroking his erection to the girl on the screen, a large breasted blonde with a heart shaped face, and for a second I wish I could have one of those pink nipples between my lips. A flash of heat runs through me at the thought, but no, tonight I’d rather have him.
I pull up a chair and sit down facing him and tear a hole right in the middle of my stockings. Anyone looking could see me like this, exposed and open to the world, but I really don’t care. I’m just playing along to him.
I circle my clit, tugging and teasing it, matching his rhythm, imagining what it would be like to ride him as I dip my fingers in my juicy slit.
He keeps his erection in his pants, but I can tell by how fast he’s going that he’s close. I can see the beads of sweat on his chest, begging me to lick them off.
Then he sees me. I come with his eyes locked into mine. He frees his erection, glistening with his orgasm, and I watch him until we’re both done.
I smile a thank you and walk to bed. Maybe I’ll introduce myself in the morning.