Urban Peeping Tommi

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Walking in the door I drop my keys and beach bag. Feeling totally spent after a day in the sun. My apartment is dimly lit from the halogens in my kitchen. Only the chrome of my telescopic friend shines by the glass wall of windows. I know why I rent this place I smile to myself.
The day was a good one. I spent it lazily soaking in the sun at my favorite private tanning place. It’s the quiet part of a beach. Some say it’s a nude beach. You wouldn’t know it by the clothed men walking up and down it all day long with there mirrored shades trying not to be caught peeping. There were too many people to go all nude so I wore my old stand by thong bottom and went topless. I did that most weekends. I know if I wanted all over tan I would go during the week.
I walk to the Granit counter where my favorite wine sat in a half empty bottle from last night. I pour my self a glass. I walk to my bedroom lift off the loose top that got me safely home. I drop and step out of my beach shorts. Dressed or should I say mostly undressed in old faithful my cute light blue thong. I look down to make sure the walk home hasn’t made it move to a un lady like place. Smiling as I readjust it. My body still feels warm from the day’s sun my breasts still glisten from the tanning oil that protected them from a burn.
Wine glass in hand I walk to the computer by the window. I click over to the secret email account I keep. The one my friends don’t know about. It’s a safe place for me to be a naughty, to be anything I fancy. I smirk as I read some of the replies I’ve received about the photos I posted in a bit of dunking fun the night before. (I’m very careful not to show my face. My job keeps me in need of privacy.) I reply to a emails few smiling at the thought of doing what they are asking smirking at the women’s replies “ yum “I think.
I look away from the screen to one of my five favorite windows. They are my favorite windows because I’m a urban "Peeping TOMMI". I peer into the lives of 5 or 6 people and a gay couple (that is amazing to watch) most of them are like me they don’t wear a lot around the house or don’t own shades or just plane don’t like to close them. Hmm I think, my computer guy’s computer is on but no guy… This is a fun guy he is older than I am and spends a bunch of time looking at porn and masturbating. He walks around with a raging hardon the type you want to hang a bath towel on...Sometimes he has women over there I’ve watched him have sex a few times. But i think he is at his hottest just stroking at his computer. I’ve fantasized about finding out his screen name and chatting with him with out him knowing its me across the way. But I’m a huge chicken and breaking and entering is not in the cards for me.
Just then a reflection comes from his fire escape. I walk to my trusty chrome friend...My telescope; I peer through the lens I focuses first on his computer. Smile as I read the topic of the page 'thong girls" then I pan to the fire escape hmmm there you are Mr. P...p is for porn I giggle. "hmm out on the fire escape tonight that’s new I smile. And very nude I see. We don’t see you soft very much Mr. p I whisper to myself. Oh out having a break from thong girls I see..hmm got a beer too.

Hi all want to join in the rp just set the scene of your own apartment across from my building...please a good leave us all a good description
 
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I flip on the light of the hallway, tossing my keys on the table before kicking off my shoes and entering the open living space of my apartment. It has been a long stressful day but I always feel better once I enter my place, a big open plan, lacking walls in order to take full benefit of the floor to ceiling glass.

I step into the kitchen and grab a beer before moving over to one of the two telescopes I keep, the other being close to my bed. I glance around, hoping to catch the cute girl across the way that loves to prance around in her thong or maybe the guy that I’m pretty sure is gay, both have bodies that are meant to admire. Not seeing anyone in particular, thinking it must be too early, I head towards my closet to strip off these work clothes. My closet was one enclosed by three walls in order to house my rather large collection.

I grab my beer from the nightstand and bend my head to peer through the telescope at the end of my bed, peering for my unknown friends, standing there in my boxers. Still I find no one; I toss my head back to down my beer, running my hand over my bare chest. I needed a release of some sort, maybe I should give Kathy a ring and invite her over, or Dave, ha, he was always good for some fun too.
 
After another horrible day at work, I am finally home. MY boss today was an even bigger jerk than usual. Walking to my fridge I open it up and grab an ice cold beer, noticing that I am going to have to stop tomorrow to get more. Rubbing the cold beer across my forehead enjoying the heat of the evening and the cold of the beer against my skin. i walking across the living room looking out the blue water from my large windows. Remembering all the fun I have had out on that beach. Feeling a stirring down below as I remember, I can't help but smile. The first time a man touched me liked that, all the while my girlfriend was watching. Oh yeah the beach a great place to spend some time. I continue walking to my bedroom, it is not a large room just enough space for a bed, dresser and a small desk. I usually have my laptop on there, but last night I had it out in the living room. I was watching a movie last night when I noticed my neighbor across the way was watching me. At first I was mad, then i realized that it was just a bit exciting. I couldn't help but put on a bit of a show. I think that it must have been the beer I was drinking and the fact she caught me watching a porno. It had been a long time since I stroked my dick like I did last night.

Well tonight is going to be my night, I have not used my telescope in years, I remember as a teen looking at the stars and dreaming. I also remember watching my next door neighbor. AH those are the memories. I can't wait to see what my secret admirer will be doing tonight
 
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