The slamming of a door signals the departure of Janine, or rather of John, you suppose.
As you dry off you wonder what Janine does with her days. Whatever she does you're taking today off to have some fun. Smiling with wicked delight you head out to the bedroom, pondering just how to dress and what to do.
Idly you walk around the bedroom without any clothes on, feeling a delicious thrill. Janine never walks around naked, never even leaves the bathroom without being fully clothed.
On a whim you cross the room to the windows, your hand hesitating a moment before you grab the cord of your apartment's curtains and pull. Sunlight smacks you full in the face and your hand raises instinctively. Without looking you know that there's another apartment opposite yours. Hundreds of eyes could be looking at your, Janine's, naked body while you shield your eyes.
The thought puckers your nipples and you go over to the other window of your corner suite and draw those blinds wide open too. From now on they'll stay open, you decide, as you see the second apartment that faces your own from that direction as well.
As tempting as it is to play with yourself right here you decide to go through the rest of the apartment and open those windows too. Most of them are over in the living room and you take your time, picking up a brush as you exit the bedroom so as to give you an excuse to any watching eyes. An excuse to walk slow, an excuse to raise your arms up, thereby lifting your breasts as well. Besides, your hair needs brushing after your shower anyway.
Three birds, one stone, you think happily as you pull open the first of the drapes. The second covers the patio door, and you hesitate at the thought of going out. The weather's nice enough. Do you dare? |