Seen by a Stranger

Seen by a Stranger
by Jonathan Eddington



Lisa sighed as her apartment door clicked closed behind her. As blind dates go, it had not been a complete disaster, but it was pretty close. The moment she had seen him her pulse had raced as she drank in his strong, rugged features. Lisa had gone over to him, thankful she had gone for a 'sultry temptress' look, already fantasising about what they might get up to later.

Unfortunately, he was more interested in telling Lisa about the deals he was making at work, his flash cars, large house, and just how rich he was. Realising she could barely get a word in, she had learnt forward giving him a great view of her deep cleavage. Annoyingly, though his eyes had fixed there, he carried on talking about his expensive trips abroad, instead of flirting. Leaning back, Lisa had crossed her long slender legs giving him plenty of opportunity to see her stocking tops and suspenders. Still he bored her with lengthy details about his plans for his future, even when she allowed him a long gaze at her tiny black thong. He may have enjoyed what he had seen, but showed no interest in anything but himself.

In the end, Lisa had made her escape while he was in the toilet. That was the last time she would let her best friend Anna try and fix her up.

Now in her room, Lisa kicked off her heels, and sat on the end of her bed rubbing her aching toes. Something caught her eye outside. It must have been the curtains swaying in the open window of the opposite apartment. It had been empty for a while, but apparently not any more. For a few moments Lisa watched, wondering if for once she needed to close her curtains, but nothing else moved.

Anyway, if someone was watching, they could only see Lisa's top half over the window sill. Squeezing her breasts together, Lisa remembered the poor response her cleavage had got from her date. Maybe she was no longer attractive, and that was why he was not interested. It had been over a year since...

Lisa shook her head, dispersing her negative thoughts. It was no good over analysing and needlessly depressing herself. The guy was a dick, pure and simple, and she had made a lucky escape. Standing up, Lisa shrugged off her suit jacket, and unfastened the matching short skirt. Leaning forward to step out and remove it, she again thought she saw something. This time Lisa did not stop to check. If someone is there, then at least she has their attention. A tingle of nerves and excitement ran through her. Dare she show more?

Taking a deep breath, Lisa moved nearer to her window, and slowly undid the buttons on her low cut blouse. Keeping her head bowed as though looking at what she was doing, she peered over at the mysterious window. There! Something moved in the shadows. The last button released, Lisa pushed out her chest as she pulled the sleeves off behind her back. Yes! That was definitely a person.

Showing off her underwear to a stranger felt so naughty, but also kind of arousing. Lisa felt her nipples harden inside her bra as she finished removing her blouse. Again she saw movement, this time much nearer the window. Turning away, Lisa could make out the head and bare chest of a young man through the corner of her eye.

Heart beating fast, Lisa pushed one, then the other curtain wide open, almost feeling the strangers gaze running over supple, naked torso. Sure enough, he only stepped back into the shadows when she looked directly over. A delicious tingle ran over her skin as she thought about the mystery man's hands running up her arms, over her shoulders, and down to her breasts. Closing her eyes, Lisa brushed her bra straps from her shoulders, and let the cups fall forward. The sun light felt like soft warm fingers teasing her erect nipples. Something compelled her to run her hands up her body and cup her full breasts. Softly she squeezed, then let and hand slip down between her thighs. She gasped as she felt her arousal through her thong. She needed more.

Glancing up, Lisa was pleased to see the young man back at his window. At least he was not more interested in his personal wealth and possessions. Well if this stranger wanted to see her body, then she would show it too him, all of it.

Gracefully Lisa replaced her bra straps, turned, and crawled up onto her bed. From his vantage point he should be able to see her firm bum, her stockings and suspenders, and the increasingly damp thong. Playfully she gave a little wiggle of her hips, before reaching back and firmly grasping a buttock. Oh how good it would feel it he was grabbing her instead, then parting her legs as he got into position. Kneeling up, she slipped a hand inside her thong, and glided two fingers inside her. Unbidden, her hips thrust forward sending her fingers deeper. If he was here now...

Taking a deep breath Lisa paused. What she needed was her vibrator, with its realistic skin and shape. Reaching behind, she unhooked her bra and let it drop down onto the bed. Raw desire blazed within her craving its release, far stronger than anything she had felt for a long while. From the drawer of her bedside cabinet she grabbed what she need, hopefully unseen from the window. Surreptitiously she hid it under her pillow and turned to face him, her heart pounding with nervous excitement, and animalistic passion.

Well he was definitely enjoying everything he could see. No longer hiding in the shadows, Lisa could clearly see his arm shaking away, and even though she couldn't see, she knew exactly what he was doing, and all because of her.

Swiftly Lisa rearranged her pillows so that she could lie on her back across the bed and still see him. Of course this meant he could see directly between her thighs as she pushed her thong to one side. Hungrily she grasped her vibrator, and gazing right at her mystery man, licked and sucked the head, just as she would him if he was there with her.

With her eyes fixed on the eagerly watching stranger, Lisa moved her vibrator into position. Pausing only to switch it on, she eased it slowly in. This was not quite what she needed, but it would do, for now. The young man leant forward placing on hand on his window, desperately trying to get a closer look, his other arm pumping away.

Slowly at first Lisa thrust the sensuously buzzing vibrator deep within her, savouring every ripple as it slid in and out. Quickly she began to match the speed of his hand and felt the flaming desire rage higher and higher within her. With each thrust her breasts bounced and begged for attention. What she wanted was his tongue teasing them, or his lips sucking on them. Instead she grasped a breast with on hand and lightly tweaked one and her thrusts grew harder and deeper.

Every part of her longed for his touch, and every part raged with passion. Then with a massive burst of delicious fire, ecstasy rushed through her in wave after glorious wave. Without realising it, she had closed her eyes as she reached the peak of her desire. After a few seconds basking in her after glow, she opened them and looked across, just in time to see her mysterious stranger splatter the base of his window with his creamy release.

Lisa giggled as he disappeared, probably to get a cloth or something. Then the dawning realisation of what she had just done filled her with dread. What if he told someone? What if he had recorded her somehow? What if it ended up online!?

Quickly Lisa dressed and rushed out of her apartment and into the lift. She would always keep her curtains closed from now on. She dare not risk that happening again. Maybe Anna would know what to do.

Gently the lift stopped at the ground floor, and with a ping the doors slid open. Quickly Lisa headed towards the main doors, and headed out. In the soft evening sun everything seemed so ordinary, almost like what she had just done was not real. She sighed to herself, and sat on a nearby bench. There was nothing to worry about really. If he had taken a photo or video she would have noticed, but what about the guy?

"Hi" came a deep, strong, manly voice close by.

Lisa looked round, straight into the eyes of the stranger from the window.

"Err!" squeaked Lisa, panic flooding through her veins.

"Any idea of the best way to get a stain of a window?" he smirked raising an eyebrow suggestively, causing Lisa to giggle, her anxiety subsiding. "I'm Aaron by the way."

"Lisa" she replied, shaking his outstretched hand. "Perhaps I can help."