georgerb
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As a typical workaholic, Steve had no rush at the end of the day to rush home. As carefree that his existence was, from comfortably being on his own these last 15 yrs, he enjoyed not having requirements to needs set forth by another. The relatively short 4 year marriage was long in the past with no real regrets.
She had left him and he had his initial time of remorse and had moved on. Comfortable in where his life had led, he had to admit that he was getting home more regularly lately...all centered on the new neighbor.
At a mid-forty range and even with lady friends he could easily call on for company, he was intrigued with the new lady next door over the last 4-5 months. She didn't't quite fit in to the general age group of his block...hell, neither did he for that matter being single and without children.
The younger lady, by at least 15 years, seemed to have a pretty loose idea on privacy and for that matter, window treatments. Though he had never met her, he had seen a lot of her in the recent weeks. He justified that it wasn't peeping, just more of her exposing herself. And he was enjoying the shows he glimpsed at nightly and sometimes late at night from his back deck. Glimpsed...poor word...more like eagerly anticipated and beginning to desire.
And as dusk was settling in, he casually glanced next door as right on cue she entered her bedroom turning on the lights and began that strip on the way to her bathroom.....
She had left him and he had his initial time of remorse and had moved on. Comfortable in where his life had led, he had to admit that he was getting home more regularly lately...all centered on the new neighbor.
At a mid-forty range and even with lady friends he could easily call on for company, he was intrigued with the new lady next door over the last 4-5 months. She didn't't quite fit in to the general age group of his block...hell, neither did he for that matter being single and without children.
The younger lady, by at least 15 years, seemed to have a pretty loose idea on privacy and for that matter, window treatments. Though he had never met her, he had seen a lot of her in the recent weeks. He justified that it wasn't peeping, just more of her exposing herself. And he was enjoying the shows he glimpsed at nightly and sometimes late at night from his back deck. Glimpsed...poor word...more like eagerly anticipated and beginning to desire.
And as dusk was settling in, he casually glanced next door as right on cue she entered her bedroom turning on the lights and began that strip on the way to her bathroom.....
