The Girl Across the Street (desperado1080/Becaa57)

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Sean Blake trudged into his house after an exhausting day at work. His house. Two words he had never thought would be associated with him, not in this day and age and certainly not with the way he didn't seem to make enough money. But it seemed he was one of those people the universe had taken some sort of pity on.

But of course, he had to lose his parents in the process. Because of course the universe HAD to exact some sort of cost.

At any rate, Sean's parents had left him their fully paid-off house, and their 2015 Toyota Camry. What's more, his uncle had recently been promoted to a position in a big game developer, one where he could directly influence hiring decisions. Which led to Sean being able to finally realize his dream job of making video games. But it was still tiring work, and he felt the emptiness of his house every time he returned to it.

At least there was a rather attractive woman who had recently moved in across the street. He'd even offered to help her with whatever she needed, but between her partner (female by the looks of things) and the folks that had helped her move in as well as the more technical aspects that he could have done more to aid with, he wasn't exactly brimming with optimism that they would speak much. Which had become a popular refrain for the 25-year-old, it seemed.

Regardless, he picked himself up off the couch, changed into sweats and a T-shirt, and ensconced himself in his bedroom, getting lost in a video game, but keeping the curtains gapped in case that girl or her partner came home.
 
I'd spent the day unpacking, my partner Lucy worked in an office and wasn't able to help me. One of the disadvantages I'd found from working at home was that all the housework seemed to fall on me. I figured once I got things organized it wouldn't be so bad.

Looking around the house, I'd already decided to put my exercise equipment in what was supposed to be a front bedroom. I had a nice window facing the street which was full of old Oaks.

This is my first house, I was able to buy it through my Uncles company. He was managing my trust fund for me. It seemed to fit all the things I wanted at least a 3 bedroom house, on a quiet residential streets not to many kids around. The was built in the30's and I loved it from the moment I walked through the door. It had been renovated some, but the charm was still there. Nice windows to the front and the back.

Still going back and forth on putting a pool in, but positive to get a hot-tub.
So far the only neighbor I'd met was the young guy across the street, Sean I think was his name. He was nice enough when he came over to welcome us to the neighborhood. But Lucy was already giving me that look, So I had to cut our conversation short. I owe him an apology.

I hadn't realized when we started how jealous she was of men, but I knew she'd been in a bad marriage. I was never married, don't plan on being. They all seem to blow in peoples faces.

The main thing about working at home alone is I can be nude. I grew up as a nudist and only wear clothes when I have too. Another difference although one we've beyond.

I move around the house unpacking boxes, putting dishes in the dishwasher. folding clothes and towels to be put away.

By the late afternoon I'm tired, decide to get on the elliptical for a while before taking a shower. I text Lucy to pick something up for dinner. Get a bottle of water and start working out. I see my neighbor pull in, but he just goes straight in to his house. I concentrate on getting a good workout, stretching my leg muscles which have been cramping lately, my phone playing some country music.
 
After a particularly intense boss fight, I pause the game, put the controller down and rub my eyes. Maybe I should take a break and grab something to drink out of the fridge, I think to myself as I make my way downstairs. After grabbing a bottle of Brisk fruit punch, I step outside to check the mail and nearly drop my bottle. My neighbor, my absolutely beautiful neighbor, was exercising in the front room, without any blinds or curtains covering big, clear windows...and she was completely naked! I rubbed my eyes, to make sure I was seeing things correctly, and I am ashamed to admit I took a good look, to both see what she looked like as well as to burn it into my mind in case it was a one-time thing.
 
Looking up as the elliptical slows down, I see my neighbor across the looking at me. I hope he's seen naked woman before, but I wave hi at him, then concentrate on the next level
Thinking I'd better not tell Lucy about this, she will freak out. Probably push again to put curtains up.
After I'm done I go in my room, take a quick rinse off shower. After I'm done I walk into the living room. I look for my neighbor but he's nowhere to be seen.

I turn on TV and sit down to watch the news.

10 minutes later Lucy pulls in. She comes in with pizza
She stops when she see's me on the couch

"Nude again April?? You do realize we don't have front curtains right?"

"I'm aware, I was selling tickets earlier!!! Really Lucy we've had this discussion 100 times. I'm a nudist, I'm not ashamed of my body!! There are no children and I haven't seen but a couple cars go by all day"

We have a tense dinner, something that has become more common lately. Then she say's goodnight, claiming a headache.

Even though I'm tired, I'm not sleepy. I pour some wine, turn TV back on and sit and watch it. Having the room lite only by the TV set.
 
I did eventually head back inside after seeing my neighbor like that. Surely I wasn't imagining things? Thoughts of her distracted me all through dinner and eventually I also was sitting in my living room, but my lights were on as I watched a late-night talk show.

Eventually, I got up and stretched during a commercial break, and went over to the window to see...my neighbor again, sitting on the couch in her birthday suit, watching TV. The fact that the TV was the only source of light in the room made it hard to make out details except when whatever she was watching was particularly bright.

Normally, I was very nervous around girls. I was lucky to have lost my virginity by now, and I was by no means a stud. But the wave she gave me earlier made it seem like it was okay to look. So I just casually leaned against the wall next to the window, and if she would see me, I would wave before making a gesture that mimicked pulling the cord on a lamp, an indication that she should turn the lights on so I could see better. In the process, I pull my shirt off, even though I am not particularly confident in my slight paunch.
 
A movement catches my eye. I look over and you're standing by your window, kind of leaning. You're shirt is off but not pants. So maybe just how he relaxes

I get off the couch and go to my window, seeing you mimic at first I thought the signal to blow a truck horn, but then realize you want me to turn on a light.

The meaning is obvious.
I laugh softly but shake my head no. waving a no-no finger at you. Smiling though so you know I'm not mad.
He is cute, could be in better shape, but not fat by any means. I do stand so he can see I'm ok with him looking.
I know I'm pretty fit
5'4 125lbs slim many have thought I'm Asian although I've got some I'm not really.
I wear my hair long, tonight it's braided coming over my shoulder down to m nipple.
My breasts are not big a B cup, but they are firm enough that almost no sag

Thinking this is a guy
so he'd probably prefer Lucy's body she is a little shorter, much more buxom with her D cup breasts and blonde hair blue eyes. All American girl.

My show comes back on, and I give a short wave goodbye. Turning to go back to the couch, can't help but shake my butt at him.
 
I have seen my neighbor's girlfriend, and honestly? I prefer the girl who waved at me and now has given me a pretty good show even though she declined my request to turn on the light. Before she walked away, I give her the biggest smile and definitely watch her walk away. Even though she couldn't see it, I dropped my sweatpants to reveal how I was already sporting a half-chub, which probably would've been a full, six-and-a-half inch hard-on if I could see everything, but the play of light and shadow meant that her crotch was in darkness when she faced me.

The next few days pass by relatively quickly, I am immersed in my work so I have little time to check out my neighbor, but finally Friday rolls around and I am wondering where my package is. The courier said they dropped it off but as usual they decided to be unhelpful and not show where they dropped it off. Seeing as this was a good reason to perhaps at least learn the new neighbor's name, I walk across the street (without a shirt on, something I rarely do but it seemed appropriate, given that this girl was clearly a nudist) and while I couldn't walk across the street with Sean Jr. hanging out, I was more than happy to at least try it out. Stepping onto her porch, I ring the doorbell and stand back a bit to wait.
 
Just as my doorbell rings, I open the door, his package in hand.
Actually startled to see him. standing there.
I am dressed, although a tank top and shorts.

"Hi Sean?? always confused on how pronounce it Shawn or seen?"

"Anyways a courier brought this package over. He thought might be safer to leave a neighbor, and seeing as we are neighbors, I got elected"

I go to give it to you, but think better of it.

"Would you like to come in?"

"So far we've only seen each other through the windows, not actually talked"

I step back, looking at you again.
His shirt is off, and I can tell that doesn't happen much as his chest is white, but arms and neck have some tan. Not an outdoors guy. Probably one of those video gamers
 
"Sure, and it's pronounced 'Shawn'." I am honestly surprised you're dressed, seeing as we seemed to be okay with the way things were before. Perhaps you always answer the door this way? Shrugging, I follow you inside and shut the door behind me.

"I gotta be honest, I really did like those window encounters," I blurt out, but my cheeks do not get nearly as red as they usually do when I am this direct with a woman. Perhaps this is because we have already demolished some of the barriers that I get caught up on. I've read that nudism has that effect, and I'm pleasantly surprised to find out it's true. "So, you know my name, but I don't know yours," I say with what I hope is a friendly smile.
 
"Sure, and it's pronounced 'Shawn'."
"So, you know my name, but I don't know yours,
"

"So you do Shawn. I'm April, my partners name is Lucy"

I add that in, in case he thinks we're just roommates

"I gotta be honest, I really did like those window encounters,"

"I could tell!" smiling at you.
"I'm a nudist as you've probably noticed, but it's not always welcome in a neighborhood, I bet your wife wouldn't appreciate it like you seem to"

"In case your wondering why I'm dressed, I was actually on my way to bring your package to you. I saw you arrived home a bit ago"
"I work from home, so I don't have a problem holding your packages till you get home. I know porch pirates are around, although this street doesn't have hardly any traffic"

"I also keep a robe by the door, I can slip on to answer the door"

"Would you like a drink? I have wine, some beer and whisky"
 
"First off, I don't have a wife to not appreciate it. Second off, you don't have to put your robe or anything else on on my account. I've read about nudism and was wanting to try it, but I've not really had a good reason to. Seems I do now." The way I said that was relatively neutral, after all you have a partner, but it is clear that you have already made an impression on me, a good one at that. "I actually haven't had any alcohol yet, I'm only twenty-five. Yeah, I know, why haven't I, I'm old enough, and all that. I was a nerd, still am, really. I just wear contacts. So since drinking alone is just the saddest fucking thing ever, I had no reason to try alcohol." I shrug and lean against the wall again. "So...I mean, is Lucy a nudist too? From what little I've seen, it doesn't seem she is." I refrain from asking if you'd be okay with taking your clothes off while I do the same. But the look on my face is pretty much a dead giveaway that I want to ask that.
 
"First off, I don't have a wife to not appreciate it. Second off, you don't have to put your robe or anything else on on my account. I've read about nudism and was wanting to try it, but I've not really had a good reason to. Seems I do now."

"Ok, I figured that, but you never know. Even nerds get married :) . They make more nerds!!!!"

"I'll remember the I don't need a robe, will think about it"

"I was raised that way. My parents and brothers lived out in the country, so only time we put clothes on was when we went to town. Too many people get the wrong idea when they see a nude woman, it's not really sexual, just being comfortable in your own skin"
"There are probably 100 or more reasons to become one, not sure having a neighbor who is, is a strong enough reason"
"You have to be ok with how you look naked, not necessarily all buff, but be ok seeing yourself because others will too"

"I actually haven't had any alcohol yet, I'm only twenty-five. Yeah, I know, why haven't I, I'm old enough, and all that. I was a nerd, still am, really. I just wear contacts. So since drinking alone is just the saddest fucking thing ever, I had no reason to try alcohol."

"Drinking is not always a good thing I will never pressure you to have a drink. I drink so does Lucy, but I've seen many people who should never drink. That's your decision. I don't think you wearing contacts will have any bearing on drinking or not"

"So...I mean, is Lucy a nudist too? From what little I've seen, it doesn't seem she is."

I smile at that question.

"Lucy is not and never will be a nudist, since we've been together she's had a hard time adjusting to the fact that I am. A work in progress, she has a fantastic body and will join me being nude when in the mood. While I'm comfortable with the fact that you watch me, she may not be. Hard to tell with her honestly, some days it would be ok, other days she will get pissed. Something for you to bear in mind"

"I've enjoyed talking to you, and feel free to ask questions when one comes up. Here is my number in case you need to text."

Looking at my watch.
"She will be home in about 1/2 hour, while I think your nice, I'm afraid she has a different view with men, she doesn't know"

We say goodbye I tell you come visit anytime
 
About an hour after you leave, her car pulls in. I'm back being nude when she walks in.
This time she smile, gives me a kiss.

"Give me a minute honey"

She goes off to our room, when she comes out, she is nude too.
Walks up and kisses me again.


"I've missed you and sorry for being such a bitch"

We kiss and move back to the couch, she pushes me down, kneels down looking up at me

"I want you, I want to taste you, make you cum over and over"

Lowering my mouth I start kissing and licking April. God I love doing this so much.
Love how she moans when I lick and suck her clit. My hands moving up to her breasts. I know she's self conscious because they are small, but I love how hard her nipples get.


I jump when her mouth latches on, She has the best mouth
My hands holding her head, I know her well enough that this is how she apologizes and I'm in for a lot of orgasms tonight.
My eyes go to the window wondering if you're there watching us. I don't see you right away, but kind of hoping you are there.

I stop her and pull you up stand back a bit as I look at her body, when we are nude the differences are more apparent, I'm lean small breasted, she is moved with much bigger, but fairly firm breasts

I raise one up to my mouth and start sucking on the nipple while carressing the other one, switching back and forth. Then kissing down her body, opening her legs as i start licking her pussy.
She moves us back to the couch, laying down to let me eat her out.

We continue doing that switching back and forth for a while, before finally stopping
sitting side by side, panting from the love making.
I cuddle into her, laying my head on a breast

"I love you Lucy!!!!"
 
I pull out my phone and put your number in, smiling at you as I take my leave. "See you later, April," I say as I grab my package and head back across the street. The package in question was actually a flash drive with some of the latest changes to the game I was helping develop. I booted up my work computer, plugged in the flash drive, but I hesitated for a moment. I couldn't be at the window all the time. With that in mind, and knowing that you will most likely take my acceptance of your nudism to heart (and because I still don't know if you're shaved or not), I grab one of my wireless webcams and set it up on the windowsill before I grab my laptop and set it up on the desk next to me, glancing at it periodically as I tackle whatever bugs I can find.

But when I glance at it about the fifth time, I know what's about to happen and I stop what I'm doing, taking off all my clothes and walking to the window, my cock already getting hard as I begin to stroke it while I watch you and Lucy.
 
After Lucy and I had been at it for a while, and I'm the one getting eaten out again, I glance over
Seeing you in the window,
risking a small wave hi. To let you know I knew

Then trying to give yo a better show of me and Lucy, but when she is on top I hope you're out of sight.

then Lucy say's

"Lets move to the bedroom!!!"
Standing up and pulling April to her feet.
Hugging and kissing her, tasting my pussy on her lips


We move to the bedroom, and spend the rest of the night.

Next morning after Lucy goes to work,
I get on the treadmill for an early morning workout

I see you get in your car and drive off

A smile and wave to each other
 
I send you a text as I sit in the parking lot at work. I set up a webcam in the window. I hope you don't mind. Maybe show me how much you don't mind, and I can watch it when I get home?

Normally I am not nearly so bold, but it's clear that, at the very least, you do not mind me watching. I suppose I will find out just what you will let me see (apart from you and Lucy going at it) when I get home. After all, I l basically just gave you permission to put on a show for me.
 
I stare at the text
A webcam??? What the hell is he thinking???

I get up and walk to the window, looking over at his house
I wave, then walk back

"Come see me when you get home"
 
I should clarify, it's not live-streaming or anything. But I obviously fucked up somehow. I will leave you and Lucy alone from now on. I'm sorry.

Every time I had gotten one of those kinda texts, it had never ended well, and I had no reason to expect anything else in this case. I remote-accessed my home network and turned off everything before going into work.
 
I stay mostly in the back of the house today, laundry and cleaning the kitchen.
looking out in the back yard, realize I need to buy a lawn mower

I notice when you come home
but after waiting 15 minutes.
I put on some clothes and walk over to your door

Knocking on your door, I wait for you to answer
 
I flinch when I hear the knock, knowing that it's you, likely with a group of burly men to beat me half to death. I consider not answering, but if you (and by extension the group of big mean scary dudes I've conjured up in my brain) are mad enough, I'm certain the door can be broken down. At least I have a photographic memory, and a Ring doorbell camera, so I can doxx and hack the shit out of everyone later as I flee the state.

But I am still resigned to my current fate of becoming a pancake, despite the direction my thoughts turned, so I sigh and open the door. "Make it quick and try not to go for the face," I say, hands already covering it, because who ever listens to that request? But the result is I have no idea how many people are on the other side of the door.
 
What's taking him so long, then hearing some movement on the other side of the door

"Sean!!! I know you're in there, just open the door I only want to talk"

wondering is he scared I'm that pissed
 
"Oh, sorry!" In my fear I forget to actually open the door. When I do, it is clear that your guess is right on the money. I am not crouched on the floor in the open doorway, but it looks like I am close to that point. Hands covering my face, I say again, "Make it quick and try not to go for the face."
 
Hands covering my face, I say again, "Make it quick and try not to go for the face."

Seeing him like that takes my words away. I was going to give him a very hard time about the webcam, but the fear is evident and I just can't

In a much softer voice I say
"Sean can I come in?"
"I'm not going to hurt you"

What kind of experience has this guy had with girls or even life for this type of reaction.

You move back as if saying ok, without actually saying it

I go in the room, see my guess about him being a gamer is very evident a computer system setup with a huge Monitor and a couple of smaller ones.

At least it's fairly neat

Going in taking a seat on the hopefully clean couch

"Ok, I was mad at you about the webcam!!"
"Something like that you ask permission, not just do"

Taking a breath still trying not to laugh

"I'd rather you didn't film me or us honestly"
 
"Oh, okay." I feel a lot better when you come in and sit on the couch. It is, in fact, rather clean. I do have a game console and a big-screen TV as well as one gaming PC in the living room. "I actually work for Ubisoft," I say, "and no, I won't tell you anything about the next game we're working on." Framed photos of my parents, portraits of them individually, with black bands over the corners flank two urns on the mantel. Other than that, there is a great deal of memorabilia related to games like Assassin's Creed, Far Cry and the various Tom Clancy's games, most of which was gifted to me by my uncle when I was hired. All of them are exclusive to employees of the company.

"I have a confession to make. The other day, after the package arrived, I used the webcam to keep an eye out when I was working, but it wasn't on record. The feed was just displaying on a laptop next to me. Do you mind if I keep doing that, as long as I don't record anything?"
 
I am glad to see him relax a bit, but still wondering what made him so afraid.

"I actually work for Ubisoft," I say, "and no, I won't tell you anything about the next game we're working on."

"I have no idea what Ubisoft is!!!, Neither Lucy or I play video games, so safe to say your next game is safe, even if you wanted to talk about it, I'd have no idea what you're your talking about"

"I have a confession to make. The other day, after the package arrived, I used the webcam to keep an eye out when I was working, but it wasn't on record. The feed was just displaying on a laptop next to me. Do you mind if I keep doing that, as long as I don't record anything?"

"Was that the day I met you, or the day Lucy and I had sex in the living room?"

"I'm still not comfortable with it, I guess have to watch have you explain the setup in more detail, but using little words"

"Why were you so afraid? Did you think I'd hurt you? Has someone in the past?"
 
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