"Finally!"
Keisha exclaimed as her car came to a stop in the driveway. She sat back in the seat with her eyes closed, drew in a long breath and exhaled all of the stress she was feeling. It had been a long hard week and it was finally Friday. It seemed like everything that could go wrong this week happened.
For some reason, the commute home was excessively frustrating today. It seemed like everybody in the city was on the streets and they were all going the same direction she was going. She had no plans but to relax all weekend and unwind.
On the way home Keisha stopped and purchased some scented body oil and creams to start her weekend of lounging. As she got out of the car she started to reach for her attache but grabbed the bag of body oil instead.
She didn't want to see anything pertaining to work until Monday morning. She went inside and glanced out of the window to her patio as she passed.
"That darn dog!"
Keisha grimaced as she went out the back door. One of her neighbor's dog had been in her trash again. They tie it up but he keeps getting loose. She began cleaning the collage of paper and used packages strewn all over the yard when she noticed that Ben, the neighbor that lives behind her was doing the same.
"Hey Ms. Jones." he greeted her.
"I see you've been hit by the trash bandit, too." he joked.
Ben was a quiet neighbor that kept to himself a lot. He spent most of his time at home whenever he was not working. He didn't go out much or have many visitors over his house. The only person Keisha ever saw him interact with was her.
They've had many long friendly conversations at the back fence. Ben was very attentive to whatever Keisha had to say. She didn't know it, but Ben had a very strong attraction to her and wanted to get to know her better. But, he kept it to himself.
Keisha was worn and stressed and tired. She really didn't feel like talking today. So the only reply that she could give at the time was a simple,
"Yeah."
"Are you felling alright?" he asked her.
"You look like you're not feeling too hot."
Keisha gathered herself and told Ben about the rough week she had just had. And, how it got rougher as the week progressed...how it seemed like everybody she made contact with all week was there to add to her distress...how nothing went right for five whole days.
"Well, you just made my day by showing me your lovely face."
"Go inside and let your hair down and treat yourself to some 'me' time." he told her
Keisha made her way into the kitchen and threw her mail on the table.
"No need to open the bills until they're going to be paid." she said to herself.
She didn't want anymore aggravations; it was time to rest. She went to the cupboard and grabbed a glass and a bottle of Zinfandel out of the refrigerator. She sat in the recliner in the living room and kicked off her shoes as she laid it back. Keisha laid there with her eyes closed and sipped on a glass of wine and let her thoughts drift off.
Second glass, and she was starting to loosen up a little. By now the sunlight was nearly gone and it was getting dark in the house.
"I guess I'll get up now." She thought to herself.
The walk down the hallway felt like she was walking the "Green Mile" She couldn't get to the bedroom fast enough. Keisha flipped on the light switch in her bedroom as she came through the door. She dropped her bag on the bed and began undressing. Ben, who was sitting in the chaise lounge on his patio, saw the light in Keisha's bedroom.
In her exhaustion, Keisha had forgotten to close the blinds throughout her house. Ben was looking directly at her from his back yard. He stood up and moved to the back fence to enjoy the show, confident that she would not see him in the darkness of the evening.
Keisha turned on the lights as she entered the bathroom, still oblivious to the blinds not being pulled closed. After losing sight of Keisha, because the bathroom window was six feet from the ground, Ben decided to climb the fence and continue his peep show. He had become aroused from watching her undress and had to see more.
Ben had always wanted Keisha, but had never had expressed it to her. He pulled the trash can underneath the bathroom window to stand on it. He pulled himself up and peered into the small two foot by two foot window.
There was Keisha, removing her bra and panties. She had a glass of wine on the vanity. It was her fifth glass by now and the bottle was nearly empty. Ben could tell that Keisha was starting to feel the effects of the Zinfandel and was not too aware of her surroundings.
She stepped into the shower and let the spray hit her face. She then bowed her head and let the hot water run down her back. The hot water going down her back felt so good, like liquid fingers running down her body. The sight of her bare body drove Ben wild! After the shower Keisha dried off, rubbing the towel in places unseen during the day.
"If I could only be that towel!" Ben thought to himself.
