A sexy striptease - quite a view from the rear window!

I zoomed in to see her and I realised that there was no need of any reflected light as I had a very clear shot this time because she had turned on some kind of lighting somewhere else in her room. The problem was that she was staring straight at me through her monocular just as I stared straight back at her.

The moment was electric and then her light went out and her room was plunged once more into darkness. I stared in vain for a full five minutes and was about to give up when the light was on again, subtle, dimmed, casting shadows. And then I saw her, at least five foot eleven, long hair, ample and firm breasts and a slim but curvaceous figure. She was standing in silhouette and I could see that she was putting on a show herself. I looked across at the apartments opposite which had a much better view of her to see if this was something she did deliberately of an evening to entertain the many men and women residents that the two of us clearly enjoyed watching so much but there was nothing to see. Even the students had given up the ghost and I could see that the third party was dressing and getting ready to leave.

No, she had to be doing this for me. She was performing a striptease and it was intensely erotic. As I could only see a silhouette I wasn’t able to enjoy a full frontal view or a good long and lingering look at her bottom. But I could see her curves and the outline of her breasts as she turned and I could see each garment that she discarded as she would hold it up to the side of her body. Mmm Stockings, tick. Suspender belt, lovely, tick. Bra, yes, tick. Panties, oh yes, tick.

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I reckoned she had spent the five minutes that I watched in vain getting dressed especially for me and that turned me on further still. In my mind I egged her on and when I saw the silhouette of a large sex toy I almost held my breath in anticipation. Unfortunately my girlfriend Melissa barged in just at that point, her shift at the club having ended at two a.m. I couldn’t show that I was being aroused by this mysterious girl and so I quickly divested myself of my binoculars, swung the French windows shut with one foot and slumped back in my chair, feigning sleep as Melissa turned the key in the lock. I managed it just in time.

Another Silk Stocking Story tomorrow.