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My apartment is on the second floor of a three-story building in an older development. As an older building, it has far more character than the new cookie-cutter high-rises. While the quirky units are nice, the lack of air-conditioning was a big drawback. But with large windows that open, lots of fresh air gets in. With the recent heatwave, that’s been fantastic, but it does mean that I have to leave the blinds open to let in as much air as possible.The other drawback is that the buildings are very close together. The building adjacent to mine is less than fifteen feet away. On top of that, the apartment directly opposite from me, because of poor development planning, has its bedroom windows falcing mine.Fulfilling one of my lifelong fantasies began last Tuesday evening. Coming into my bedroom, with only a towel wrapped around me after a shower, I saw a guy looking out the window from the unit directly across from mine.Averting my eyes to make it seem as though I hadn’t seen him, I slowly walked to the vanity across the room. My heart started pounding as I thought, Wow! I’ve fantasized about this situation lots of times. Do I or don’t I?The vanity’s mirror revealed his fixation on my twenty-six-year-old six-foot one-inch frame. Towering over my classmates as a teenager, I’d considered my height a distinct disadvantage. While I’d been a natural for the basketball team, none of the guys would come near me. In university, and afterwards in the business world, I realized that my height was an advantage. I was always noticed in a room and, in many cases, it allowed me to dominate a situation. While istanbul travesti I was tall, I wasn’t huge. I’d been blessed with a perfectly proportioned hundred and sixty-pound body with a thirty-seven-inch C-cup chest, a twenty-five-inch waist, and thirty-seven-inch hips. I was proud of my body and exercised, at least twice a week, in the local health club. My pride did give me a bit of an exhibitionist streak. I had no problem wearing the skimpiest of bikinis to the beach.Trying to calm myself with a deep breath I thought, What the hell. It’s time to live one of my fantasies.I slowly undid the towel and threw it on the large rattan chair that’s next to my vanity. My heart pounded even harder with the thought of him staring at my naked ass. I stood for a while brushing my hair and watched him watching me. With a big breath I turned and, naked, slowly walked back to my bed. I turned off the light on the nightstand and looked at him. From the bulge in his briefs I could see that he was getting hard. Mmmmmmm. He liked what he saw.I crawled into bed and, amazingly, fell asleep almost immediately.The next night, in the dark, I snuck into my bedroom and looked out the window. There was no sign of any activity – in fact the drapes were drawn. Damn. That’s disappointing.After performing my nightly bedtime routine, I got into bed and turned off the light. Laying there thinking about the day, I saw a light come on across the way. As I was already in bed, I didn’t want to get up to give him a show. However, being curious, I kept watching to see if I could see anything of travesti istanbul him. I watched him walking around the room. At one point he looked out his window to see if he could see anything.Come in a little earlier tomorrow and I’ll give you something to see.A second later I watched him peel off his t-shirt and drop it on the floor. Hmmmmmm. I wonder what he looks like?I moved closer to the window to get a better view.He stood by his bed and pulled down his shorts and underwear. With his back to me I could only see that he appeared to have tight-looking buns. Fortunately for me, the position of the mirror on his dresser allowed me to see the front of his body too. He didn’t have a big cock but it wasn’t small either. I enjoyed watching it sway as he walked around for a bit until, after he disappeared from view, his window went dark.Nice. Very nice, I thought as I got back into bed.Eating Thursday evening I thought about what sort of show I could give him.After a lot of deliberation, I came up with a show that I thought would work. I tried watching television afterwards but finally gave up as I couldn’t concentrate.I stripped, wrapped a towel around me, and waited in the dark for him to appear. About fifty minutes later, just before 10:00, the light in his room came on.I left the room and, peeking through the door, waited for him to look out his window. As he did, I turned on the light and, with my phone up to my ear, walked to the side-table in front of the window. In a loud voice, to make it seem like I was talking to a friend, I said, “You’re kidding!”He moved to istanbul travestileri the side of the window trying to hide but I could readily see his face.Walking around my room for a couple of minutes in my towel I tried to appear like I was engaged in a conversation. Seeing, in my vanity mirror, that he was still watching, I walked over to the rattan chair and sat down. Glancing over at his window, I saw him standing on his tip-toes trying to get as good a view as he could. As I continued my conversation, like I’d planned earlier, I slouched a bit and draped my right leg over the arm of the chair giving him a good view of my pussy. My slouching had another unanticipated effect as the towel that was around my chest loosened a little. Seeing this I squirmed around in the chair a few times until it let go and fell aside exposing my whole body. Glancing at his window, I noticed him rubbing his crotch through his shorts. Mmmmmm. You like what you’re seeing do you.After a couple of minutes, I stood up. Walking toward the window naked, I saw that he’d dropped his shorts and was vigorously stroking his hard cock. I ended my pretend conversation and, picking up my towel from the chair, sat down on the edge of the bed. Facing the window I made a show of vigorously rubbing my hair dry. From experience I knew that this would cause my boobs to jiggle. Standing after a couple of minutes, I turned and, leaning over to dry my legs, exposed my bare ass to him. After a minute or so I put down the towel. With an exaggerated wiggle of my hips I walked over to the light switch near the door and turned off the light.I quickly ran back to the edge of my bed to watch what he was doing. In the mirror I saw that he was leaning against the wall and was really jacking off. I watched him stroking until I heard a soft grunt, saw his hips thrust forward and cum shoot out. 

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