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 Chapter 2

   Grace

   It took a couple of months for John to settle in to his new environment.
Then he began to notice things that had otherwise slipped his attention. 
Late in the evening, he often sat with his lights out, looking out at the
courtyard and the windows of his L-shaped building.  Since he was on the
6th floor of a six-story building, he could peer into other apartments.  He
took particular notice of an apartment on the 5th floor.  As darkness fell,
he noticed its occupant disrobing in the dimness of her bedroom lights.  On
the first night, she disrobed completely and paced the floor near the
window.  Since the light was behind her, only a silhouette of her body
showed.  But it showed nicely formed breasts, and, depending on how the
light fell when she pivoted, one could make out the darkness of her pubic
hairs.  It seemed to John that she moved in such a way as to get his
attention.  As far as he could tell, judging from the distance she stood
from her window, other apartment dwellers could not see her.  The angles
favored his viewing and his alone.  On the second night, he noticed her
again.  This time, however, the lamp beside her bed was lit.  After her
usual parade before the window, she turned to the bed and lay naked at an
angle that allowed John to observe her breasts and vagina in the brightness
of the lamp.  It was a swivel lamp, the kind that allowed for reading in
bed, but it was so positioned that her face, breasts, slightly formed
stomach, and vagina showed clearly.  Her legs were raised in a V position,
her thighs widely spread.  Her left hand massaged her breasts gently,
giving special attention to her nipples.  The massaging extended downward
to the stomach and the inner thighs.  Her right hand, with index finger
extended, probed the outer and inner recesses of her vagina.  It was a
gentle stroke and John could sense that she was giving her full attention
to her clitoris.  At times, her buttocks rose to meet her finger and the
penetration was deep.  This went on for at least an hour.  Then she raised
and bent over to her bedside dresser and pulled from the drawer what looked
like a dildo.  John's eyes adjusted to the light and, after a few seconds,
he could see that it was, in fact, a vibrator shaped like a dildo.  The
dildo took the place of her index finger and probed the outer region of the
labia.  It was also clear now that she was excited and wet, for the plastic
of the dildo reflected the wetness of her vagina.  Her movements became
more vigorous and excited.  The dildo penetrated her vagina deeply and her
stomach, buttocks, and breasts heaved in this new excitement.  Her mouth
smiled the pleasure she was experiencing and words began to form on her
lips as the excitement grew.  And then, her entire body spasmed, her tongue
tasting her lips, her lips shouting an Ode of Joy.  Even though John could
not hear her moans of delight, he could feel the ecstasy.  By now, he was
equally aroused.  His hard penis pressed uncomfortably against the leg of
his trousers.  He needed relief and dropped his pants and underwear.  His
hardness throbbed in the darkness.  He took off his shirt and shoes as well
so that he could feel the freedom of his body's lust.  And in order to
share his excitement with his distant mistress, he stood on a chair to the
side of the window with only a table lamp illuminating the room.  This
position allowed her to see him and still block the view of the other
tenants in the complex.  In fact, Grace saw John's tensed silhouette in the
window, his hand moving back and forth excitedly.  She felt his sensuality
in the expression of utter delight that came across his face as he came to
an orgasm.  She stayed with him throughout his excitement, then lay on her
bed to finish her night with some reading and pleasant dreams.  John, too,
felt the ecstasy of relief.  The night passed quickly.  At six, John awoke
feeling exhilarated by the soundness of his rest.  He showered, read the
paper, and, towards eight, went down to the common breakfast the home
sponsored for the residents.  He looked for his distant lover to see if he
could get a glimpse of her in normal attire.  She sat with a group of
ladies in the far corner of the dining room, and upon seeing John,
responded with a knowing and warm smile.  John countered with a warm smile
of his own and sat at a table with some of the men he had come to know.