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Moving is hard work. I would be happy to never do it again, but I also don’t want to live in an apartment forever. Oh well, that’s a problem for future me to worry about. But I definitely like the new place. It’s in a good part of town, close to my work, the apartment is on the second story and was recently remodeled, and there’s a Pizzeria across the street. I can see living here is going to be great.
My name is Stefanie Willis, I’m 28, have just moved to a city called Horn Springs, and I really like interior design. My husband, Jared, and I moved here a week ago, so we still have boxes everywhere. I’ve gotten things put together well enough that the living room is at least usable. The curtains in this place are godawful, so I’ll have to get new ones. I’ll probably do that on my way home from work tomorrow.
I walk up to the existing curtains hanging in the living room that are covering up the apartment’s large windows. I open them up to reveal the street below. These curtains are really tall, so I’ll have to have Jared help me install the new ones. I grab the measuring tape and begin to take measurements. As I do so, I look out at the building across the street and see that the lights just turned on in the apartment right above the Pizzeria. I’m far enough away that I can’t make out much detail, but certainly close enough to see that a man has just walked in. I forget what I’m doing for a minute while I am intrigued by the fact I can see into someone’s home. I love people-watching, but this brings it to a whole new level. The man walks down a hall and out of view. I then see a light turn on in another room. He walks in and puts his bag down. I probably shouldn’t be watching, but it is fascinating. I become even more interested as I see him take his shirt off. I think for a moment that I should look away, but I continue watching as the man takes his pants off. This is wrong, right? Like, you’re not supposed to watch people in their houses like this. But, it’s not like he’s naked or anything. Besides, if he were to get naked, I’m sure he would bycasino close his curtains. I mean, he’s got to know that people can see him. Just then, the man pulls off his underwear and is now completely naked. His manhood is definitely visible. Oh, shit, he did it. He actually did it. I’m now glued to the window and keep watching as he attends to things in his room. I can see his penis flopping around like Jared’s does. He then puts on some shorts and a hoodie, grabs a different bag, turns the light off, and then leaves his apartment.
Well, that was a new experience. I pull myself out of my daze and get back to measuring the curtains. As I do so, I wonder if this was a random occurrence or if it can be expected to happen again. I may just keep my curtains closed, just in case. I finish with my measurements and then make dinner for myself as Jared is away on a business trip until tomorrow. I finish up with dinner and clean up, then do some more unpacking before going to bed.
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I wake up and start my normal morning routine. It’s Monday, so it’s back to work for me. Luckily, it’s so close that I don’t need to rush. I prepare my breakfast then walk about the apartment while eating it as I make mental notes of what I still need to take care of to get all settled in. I walk up to the windows and remember that I need to pick up the curtains after work today. I then remember what I witnessed last night and wondered if it was a fluke. I look across the street into the other apartment. The lights are off, so the only details I can make out are thanks to sunlight shining through their windows. The apartment appears to have a living room sandwiched between two bedrooms. I can see a couch and coffee table in the living room and a bed in each of the bedrooms. It doesn’t appear that anyone is home. Or maybe they are still sleeping. I can’t really tell.
I pull myself away from my newfound pastime of being a peeping tom and continue assessing the work that still needs to be done. I finish my breakfast, tidy up as best I can for bycasino deneme bonusu Jared’s homecoming, feed the cat, grab my key, and then go to work.
I make it to work on time and get right to it. Since it’s Monday, there is plenty to do first thing in the morning. Time goes by fast, and it’s lunchtime before I even know it. I grab my lunch bag and head to the lunchroom where I find an empty table where I can eat and read a book in peace. Halfway into my lunch, I can’t help but overhear the conversation of a couple of ladies at the table next to me. They are trying to be quiet but are doing a bang-up job of it.
“Did I tell you what Keith told me the other day?” One of the ladies asks the other.
“No, what is it this time?”
“I told you about his wealthy friend John, right?”
“Yes.”
“And that he and his wife just built a brand-new house in a quiet neighborhood just outside of town?”
“Yes.”
“Well, Keith told me why they built it.”
“OK.”
“A sex club.”
“A what?”
“A sex club.”
“Really?!”
“Yes!”
“Like a swingers club?”
“I’m not sure about the details, but it sounds like it’ll be a little bit of everything.”
“Now I know you two have been talking about it, but do you think you could really go through with it? I mean, having sex with other people?”
“Keith is all in on the idea, of course. I still have a few questions, but sure, why not? Sounds hot.”
“Well, you’ll have to tell me how it goes.”
“Do you think Ben would go for something like that?”
“I don’t think so. He’s much more prudish than I am. I don’t know that I would even feel comfortable. I mean, I think it’s fun to joke around about it, but that’s very different from actually doing it.”
“Oh, come on, Susan. You don’t think you would give it a try if it meant you could have a chance to get your hands on that hunk from accounting you keep getting all wet for?”
“Like I said, Sarah, fantasizing is one thing, but actually doing it bycasino güncel giris is completely different.”
“Well, I’m definitely going to go with Keith if the club actually happens, and I’ll tell you all about it.”
“That’s fine, just don’t expect me to join you.”
Wow, I’ve never overheard a conversation like that before. I try not to listen to the rest of the conversation and get back to reading my book and eating my lunch. I finish eating and get up to leave. I notice that Sarah and Susan have already left. I gather my lunch bag and book then head back to my desk. The rest of my work day goes by pretty quickly and unremarkable. I finish up my last task for the day, gather my things, then leave the office.
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I get in my car and make my way to where I can buy some new curtains for the apartment. I make my ***********ion and check out. I then go to the grocery store to pick a few things up for dinner, then head home.
I get home, unlock the door and enter. I notice Jared’s shoes in the entryway.
“Hi, honey!” I yell.
“Hey babe!”
“Welcome home,” I say as I enter the living room where I find him building a bookshelf. “Oh, good, thank you for doing that. I’ve really been wanting to get those book boxes out of the way.”
Jared gets up off of the floor where he is assembling the bookcase and walks towards me. He is wearing a pair of shorts with no shirt and, by the looks of the imprint on his shorts, that is the only thing he is wearing. I notice that sort of thing. What can I say, I love staring at my husband’s junk. He puts his arms around me and gives me a big kiss.
“How was your trip?”
“It went really well, but I missed you,” he says before going in for another kiss.
“I missed you, too!”
Jared grabs my ass and then goes back to building the bookcase. I go into the kitchen, which is open to the living room, and put the groceries away.
“I bought some curtains today. Will you help me get them out of the car and hang them up after dinner?”
“Sure thing! What are we having?”
“I was going to make lasagna.”
I watch as Jared stands the bookcase up and puts it into position. He then walks over to the kitchen, kisses me on the cheek, and says “That sounds amazing.”
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