Caught in the act?

Marilyn began to prepare something to eat and also started shedding clothes in readiness for a hot shower. Tony lay riveted, his eyes never once leaving the mirror which gave him an uninterrupted view of the rest of the lounge and the kitchen doorway. The sight of the beautiful Marilyn, topless, unzipping her skirt and slipping out of it, standing there wearing tiny panties, stockings and suspenders was arousing in the extreme and for that reason it was killing him – what he wouldn’t do for a taste of that sweet honey right now he thought.

Marilyn sashayed around the room, swinging her hair about and singing a tune by Rihanna. She looked every bit as sexy as the singer Tony thought, in fact she was hotter. He watched in silence, his mouth watering, as Marilyn sat and took off her stockings one by one. Then she disappeared into the bedroom and Tony considered making a run for it but just as he had gotten up the courage to make his move she reappeared. She had changed clothes, stripping out of her racy lingerie and she was now wearing only a man’s shirt as she padded around on the thick shag pile carpet of the lounge.

Tony admired her calves and thighs and longed to be able to run a hand down the sleek and soft skin. He could almost feel her sexual power in the room, her bohemian sexual abandon evident in her playful and uninhibited bouncing around the flat. For one moment he got the irrational desire to step out of the darkness and make himself known to her. They would make love right then and there on the carpet. He snapped out of his reverie as she stepped into the shower and he heard the water running. Taking the DVD Tony leapt to his feet and exited the apartment as quietly as he could, Marilyn none the wiser he thought. Once he had dumped Melissa he would make a move on the voluptuous beauty he thought...

Tony made his way across the courtyard, hoodie pulled up once more around his face and head kept down. It was now very late and an icy wind was whipping in from the West, biting into his face and hands. He couldn’t be bothered to take the same circuitous route as he had when approaching Marilyn’s flat, not in this weather, and that was his first mistake...

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