The Window

Sunlight streams in through the open curtain. I look out and see a man in his apartment across the street staring straight into my hotel room window. I pause for a moment, pretending that I don't see him. Turning my back to the window, I slowly unzip my skirt, push it down over my hips, suggestively letting it drop to the floor. Stockings come off next, unrolling one leg at a time. A quick glance over my shoulder confirms he's still watching.

I turn to face the window full on, lifting the silky tank top over my head and quickly tossing it on the bed. I can feel his eyes on me and I'm turned on by this stranger watching my end of the day ritual. Reaching behind my back, I unhook my bra leaving my naked breasts fully exposed for him. I rub my hands over my breasts, nipples hardening at my touch, but still not meeting his gaze.

One hand slips inside my panties seeking the wetness that this impromptu show has created. As my finger probes, I lift my face to the window and catch the stranger's appreciative look. Our eyes lock and a sly smile spreads across my face as I stand half naked before him. Then I slowly draw the curtains closed.