I was 40 when I moved into my new flat; my wife had died nearly a year before, and it had taken all this time to settle affairs and for me to move and start afresh. The one blessing was that we had no children. I had a very good job that entailed quite a lot of traveling which much of was abroad. I was a trouble-shooter for a computer company and was very well paid for being on call 24/7. They were good to me though and had given me a couple of weeks off to get sorted. I wanted a completely fresh start, don't misunderstand me I didn't want to forget my wife, just live somewhere that had no associations with my married life.
The day after moving in, I got up and wandered into the lounge without a thought of having nothing on. I collected a lot of packaging and rubbish from the move, which I took into the hall to dispose of later then returned to the lounge. That was when I realized that I was easily visible from another block of flats opposite of mine, which was only fifty yards away. Looking up I immediately saw a woman in a window one floor up from mine. Her next action amazed me for she indicated the area between my legs, pointed at me and gave me the thumbs up.
Now I am fairly well endowed and I was sure that what she did was an act of approval of my sexual development. In return I delineated the female figure with my hands and gave her a thumbs up. She laughed and took off her blouse, her white bra obviously contained a fair sized pair of breasts so I used my hands as if I was feeling their size. She laughed again and took off her bra! I gave her another thumbs up and she dropped her skirt then slipped her panties off!
She certainly has something worth having and I blew her a kiss. She responded by pointing at me, then to herself followed by pointing downwards and indicating ten minutes and disappeared. I thought that I didn't have anything to lose, so rapidly washed, dressed and went down stairs. My action was possibly colored by the fact that I hadn't had sex for well over a year. When I tell you that both my late wife and I were very highly sexed you will appreciate that I was very frustrated.
I let myself out of the front door of the block and looked across the road, she was there already waiting so I walked across to her.
"Hi I'm Dave." I said holding my hand out to her.
"Hi I'm Lucy." She smiled back at me.
"Bit of a surprise for you this morning I would think?" She said again.
"You can say that again." I replied.
"I could hardly believe the evidence of my own eyes!" She laughed again.
"Your new here, otherwise you wouldn't have been roaming around your flat in full view to anyone opposite." She smiled. "You're right there, I have never lived in a flat before now. Just didn't think." I replied rather flushed.
"Oh I am glad about that! Why don't you come up to mine and we can have a chat?" She asked.
"I expect you think I'm very forward to put it mildly, but I've never believed in holding back, you certainly have something worth looking at."
She whispered to me as we got into the lift and then up to her floor and flat. She made me coffee and we sat in her living room and chatted.
"So tell me about yourself, Dave."
"I'm divorced myself." She shrugged.
"Just couldn't keep my knickers on." She smirked.