Coming home from work, Zack climbed the stairs two at a time to his 10th floor apartment. The elevators were too slow so he preferred to run up the stairs as a form of exercise. Zack enjoyed keeping his 6'2, 190 pound body in shape. He had turned many a head with his dark brown hair that was almost black, big brown eyes and one of those smiles that just makes a girl tingle when he flashes it at her.
While making his deliveries, Zack never failed to dazzle the secretaries with that bright smile of his. He smiled now, thinking of the lovely blonde at the lawyer's office where he had just delivered his last package of the day. She was angry about the package being late and it was obvious she was about to blast him until he flashed her THE smile. She came right around from behind her desk to sign the papers and he did not fail to notice how she made sure her ample breast brushed up against his arm. Tipping his hat and telling her to have a good day, he strode out of the building not only happy that he had avoided her wrath but also glad to be on his way home.
Unlocking the door to his apartment, not huffing and puffing at all from the exertion of his run up the stairs, Zack tossed his mail on the kitchen table and walked over to the fridge. Leaning in he reached for a Coors Lite from the six pack plastic and he snapped the lid. Walking into the living-room and over to his telescope, he took a sip from the frosty can and he looked out the window.
Her light was on. The sexy redhead in the next building on the 8th floor was already home from work and he stood watching her as she put some things away in her kitchen cupboards. She looked great in her skirt and jacket but he knew she'd look even better beneath them. He just watched her without the use of the telescope; he decided to use that later. Still sipping from his can, he watched her as she sat on the ottoman in the living-room slipping off her high heels. He watched her as she raised her knees up to her chest to rub her tired feet. Her skirt fell back from her legs so he was able to enjoy the lovely expanse of thigh now visible.
Zack loved how the two buildings were laid out. Both his and her apartments were long, with the kitchen, livingroom and bedroom all in a row with a floor to ceiling; wall to wall window in each room. Keeping up with the feminine look, the lovely redhead left her kitchen and livingroom windows bare. Zack thought he could catch a glimpse of some non useful valance across the top but he was not sure. Her bedroom curtains were gauzy and white, a little harder to see through when she closed them, but she did not close them very often. The only room he could not see into was the bathroom.
If the layout was the same as his, it was an ensuite off the bedroom with no window at all. He picked this apt for the price and where it was located, but he was ecstatic when he saw who lived across the street. He lived there about a week before he ran out and bought himself the best telescope he could buy. He also kept an excellent pair of binoculars on the table next to his chair that he had placed to face the window. Once he realized how much he enjoyed this game of watching, he bought a bunch of those little nite lites that you plug into the wall sockets.
He kept a few of those on in the hall. They were placed low to the floor in the kitchen. To light his bedroom when necessary, he used the ensuite light and kept the bathroom door open. He did not want the lovely redhead to watch him watching her.
Finishing his beer, Zack went to the kitchen to grab another one and when he returned to his chair in the livingroom he was rewarded with the sight of the lovely redhead stretching her arms high above her head and she was on her tippy toes. She had slipped off her jacket and was wearing a short tight sweater that showed all of her ample curves. He watched her go over to her stereo and put on some music. Once she was pleased with her choice, she lifted her skirt to her waist and slipped down her pantyhose and tossed them onto the chair behind the ottoman.
Zack smiled to himself as he watched her lovely hips swing to and fro as she danced to the silent music. She raised her hands beneath her long red tresses and lifted her hair off her shoulders, her breasts beautifully were outlined in the tight sweater and her luscious hips were moving to the music. She even dipped her body down in dance and turned around so he could see her from all angles. He tipped his beer to the window in a silent tribute to her show.
He knew if he kept watching, she would not disappoint him. Sure enough once she let down her hair, she scooped her sweater over her head and tossed it away. Her large breasts were barely confined in the lacy black bra and when she bent over from the waist he thought for sure they would spill from their confines, but sadly they did not. He saw her hands go behind her back and fiddled with something there, her hips swinging and flowing and not missing a beat to the music.
