From Anndouglas@aol.com Fri Aug 22 09:51:56 1997
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories
Subject: AnnD: A Room With A View - M/F
From: Anndouglas@aol.com
Date: 22 Aug 1997 13:51:56 GMT
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Hello once again.  As in the past, comments are both
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welcome. Please respond by E-Mail as it makes it
easier for me to get your reaction.   One  thing I do
ask is that you now include your first name and age
in  your comments.  It gives me a better idea who
my audience is.  Thanks and enjoy the story.

              -A Room With A View-
                    by  Ann Douglas
 
	 Jimmy O'Rourke sat on the living room
couch as he and his parents watched the movie of
the week. It was a hot summer night and the
O'Rourke's apartment didn't have air conditioning.
The outdated wiring of the old Brooklyn apartment
house just couldn't handle the load. Instead the 16
year old had to settle for sitting around in his gym
shorts and trying to cool off with the large fan over
in the corner.  
 	The movie was pretty boring, but his mother
seemed to enjoy it. His father had dozed off in his
chair about a half hour ago. Jimmy really wished
they were able to have cable put in, nothing was
ever really good on network television. 
 Out of the corner of his eye, though the open
window next to his father's lounger, Jimmy saw a
light come on. Specifically, the light in the rear
bedroom of the apartment across the court. Glancing
up at the clock on the wall, the young man smiled as
he noted the time.
 	"Showtime."  he thought to himself.
 Holding his excitement in, he got up and
announced he was going to turn in.  It had been a
long day. 
	 "Aren't you going to wait to the end of the
movie?"  Mrs. O' Rourke asked.
	 "Nah, you can tell me how it turns out." 
came his reply as he left the living room for the small
bedroom behind it.
 	Stepping into the darkness, Jimmy made no
attempt to turn on the light.  Instead, he merely
quietly closed the door and put the small hook lock
in place. The lock had been a small concession from
his parents when one of his two sisters had walked
in on him one morning when he was changing.  They
had a lock on the large bedroom next to his, so it
was only fair that he had one too.
 	Satisfied that the door was secure, Jimmy
dropped onto his bed and looked out his own
window. The shade which normally covered the
opening was pulled all the way up, a sight not that
unusual on these August nights.  From his vantage
point, he could see right into the brightly lit room
across the courtyard. It wasn't just any room, it was
her room.
	 It was totally by accident that Jimmy had
discovered the wonderful opportunities the window
only a clotheslines distance away held. He had been
sick one night from pigging out on pizza and soda
and was just laying there in the darkness nursing a
stomachache.  When she had walked passed the
window, stark naked right from the shower - he had
almost fallen off the bed.  Since then, he had become
more familiar with the schedule of her household
then his own.
	 Maria Gonzalez was 24 years old, single and
had lived across the way for about six months.  He
had passed her many times in the halls of the four
story walkup.  At the time, the teenager had noted
that she was kind of cute and didn't have a bad body.
Of course at his age, he made that appraisal of just
about every girl he saw, his sisters included.
	 Usually he would a chance to say a quick
hello as she raced up or down the four flights to and
from her apartment. She worked as a waitress at a
local dinner and put in as many hours as she could.
There were 18 other families in the building so aside
from a quick once over, he had never given Maria
that much thought before.
 
 	Now laying in the darkness, Jimmy began to
become impatient for her to appear.  He hoped that
his slight delay in acting on the appearance of her
light hadn't caused him to miss her. He removed the
small pair of  binoculars he kept hidden beneath the
mattress and trained them into her apartment. Even
on the best nights, he would only get a quick look at
her. 
	 The first thing he noticed through his
spyglasses was that she had moved her dresser. The
large mirror on top of it was now almost in line with
the window.
	 "Shit."  Jimmy muttered under his breath.
"Why'd she have to move the damn dresser?"
	 Previously, the dresser had been on the far
wall and Maria had to step in front of the window to
get her comb or take clean underwear out of one of
the drawers.  If Jim was really lucky, he would get a
real good look at her tits. Now all he could hope for
was a peek at her ass with her back to him.
	 Disappointed, Jimmy dropped the glasses
onto his bed and sighed.  It was too good a thing to
have lasted.  He was about to get up when a motion
across the way caught his eye. 
	 It only took a moment to bring his binoculars
back into play.  There, reflected in the large mirror
was a full frontal view of Maria, clad only in a
skimpy bra and panties.   
	 "Oh God!" Jimmy exclaimed, remembering
at least to keep as quiet as possible.
	 Previously, he had only gotten quick looks at
her, but now she was just standing there.  Giving
him the time to fully appreciate her slender form.
	 Maria had very short black hair that
extended to only an inch or so below her ears. Her
skin was a rich caramel brown. The bright white of
her lace bra and panties was an effective contrast.
Fixing his stare on her breasts, Jimmy wondered
how big they were. They looked a lot bigger than
they did when she wore her uniform, which was
usually what he saw her in. 
 	In fact, they looked a lot bigger than his 19
year old sister Judy's, the only girl's tits he had really
seen. That had been one night when they were
sitting at the kitchen table playing a board game and
Judy was wearing a pajama top. The light was
shining behind her and he could see her breasts
hanging loose beneath the material. he felt funny
getting a hard on looking at his sister, but finally
decided that a girl's boobs were a girl's boobs. It
didn't matter if they were your sisters.
	 He later took one of her bra's out of the
hamper and checked the size, it was a 34C. he was
sure that it would've been too small for Maria. 
 	Jimmy watched in fascination as Maria
combed her hair. His eyes kept shifting from her
reflection to her actual body. She had an incredible
ass, he thought. It was small and firm and really
hugged the small panties. It looked so close he felt
like he could just reach out and touch it. 
 	Rubbing his free hand against the hard on
that strained against his shorts, Jimmy let out a soft
sigh. This was better than cable.
	 Maria then reached up behind her back and
undid the clasp of her bra. Jimmy couldn't believe his
luck. She was going to take it off.
 	When the soft brown globes popped free of
their restraints, Jimmy thought he was going to
shoot his load right there and then. Forget about her
ass, he could see every detail of her tits. The dark
circles at the ends and the small stubby nipples in the
center. Never mind wanting to reach out and touch
them, he now imagined himself kissing them all over.  
 	His hand slid into his shorts and pulled his
cock free. Gently, slowly, he ran it up and down his
full six inches. It felt so good. In the back of his
mind, he imagined what it would feel like if it where 
Maria's fingers wrapped around it.
	 Maria now took each breast in hand and
rubbed them vigorously, restoring the circulation
that was sometimes cut off by the tight bra.  The
motion of her fingers felt good to her. Playing her
nimble fingers over her nipples, she quickly brought
them to a full hardness. It'd been a long time since
she'd had a man to play with them. What with
college classes during the day and working at the
dinner at night. 
	 Sure there were plenty of men both in school
and at the dinner who would be happy to take them
off her hands so to speak. But she was looking for
more than just a casual fling. She was far from a
virgin, having given herself to her older boyfriend at
16. But as she had gotten older herself, she knew
she didn't want to find herself like so many of the
girls she had grown up with. Married to a useless
loser who once had seemed so desirable and tied
down with a few kids. Or worse, alone with a kid
after being dumped by a guy who didn't want to be
tied down.  
	 For a few minutes, the brown skinned
woman lost herself in the sensation of flesh upon
flesh. Eyes still closed, she slid her hands down
across her breasts one last time and over her flat
stomach. They came to a rest when they reached the
small white triangle between her legs. Using both
hands, she rubbed against the silk material.  A soft
sign escaped her lips in response to her caress. 
	 Jimmy began to pump furiously as he
watched her play with herself.  Already he could feel
a fire growing in his balls. Through the powerful
binoculars he had borrowed from his father, he
could even see small bushy hairs sticking out from
beneath the folds of Maria's panties. He only wished
he had borrowed his dad's camera with the telephoto
lens instead. Then if he had, where would he have
gotten the pictures developed?
	 Jimmy was now so oblivious to everything
but the image before him, he wouldn't have even
noticed if his mother had walked in on him at this
moment. 
 	Across the way, Maria was in a similar state,
having slid one of her hands beneath the waistband
of her panties to provide a deeper touch. Her breaths
began to come in shorter gasps as she slid first one,
then two fingers inside of herself. In due time a third
finger would follow.
	 Faster and deeper she moved, manipulating
the small nub of her clit and covering her long,
slender fingers with her wetness. Eventually the
cloth of her underwear became too restrictive and
was quickly discarded -  much to Jimmy's delight. 
 	Each was lost in their own world, riding the
waves of a rising ecstasy. They were joined in a
common desire to reach the summit, a bond that
united them as if the clothesline were a umbilical
cord.
	 Jimmy's cock was as hard as it had ever
been, his hand a blur of motion. His body was
jerking up and down so fast he was having trouble
keeping Maria in focus. No matter, the image was
locked in his memory.  A stray thought filled his
mind for a moment - he was glad his bed didn't
squeak.
 	That though quickly vanished as he felt the
first surge of his orgasm race up the length of his
boyhood and explode into the night air.  His cock
erupted again and again.  Each stroke, sending white
droplets scattering in every direction. He had to bite
down on his lip to keep from shouting with joy. He
had never felt so good before. 
	 Finally, his eruptions subsided until only a
small pearl of white appeared at the tip of his cock in
response to his continued pumping. He could feel a
softness growing in his hand and knew he was done.
	 Across the small courtyard, Maria had also
reached her own climax, although a much softer and
quieter one. Still it had been satisfying enough.
Enough to let her sleep and dream of better days -
and nights. 
	 Looking at her reflection in the mirror, she
decided a quick shower was in order.  Her eyes
seemed to have a mischievous gleam in them as she
looked deep into the mirror and a wide smile
appeared on her face. 
	 Still naked, she turned away from the mirror
and leaned out of the window. Had Jimmy's father,
who had awaked a short time before, taken that
moment to turn away from the movie credit's rolling
across the screen, he would've gotten an eyeful. As
it was, she went unnoticed by all but Jimmy.  
 	Petrified, positive she could see him, Jimmy
laid motionless. He was afraid to even bring down
the field glasses because that motion would've drawn
attention to himself. Any erotic thoughts were long
gone from his head, even his once hard cock had
now shriveled up. 
	 Jimmy wasn't sure how long she stood there.
It could've been only a minute or an hour.  Then her
smile seemed to grown wider and she blew him a
kiss, before disappearing from sight. 
 	"Oh God."  Jimmy panted as he tried to stop
shaking. "I've never been so scared before."
 	A few seconds later, the light across the way
went out.  He quickly cleaned himself up and
crawled under the sheet.  Still it would be two hours
before he could finally fall asleep. He figured that if
she hadn't come over to complain to his parents by
then, she wasn't going to. It was a good thing he
didn't consider the idea that she might be by first
thing in the morning or he never would've gotten to
sleep.
 
 	Over time, the fear that he felt faded and
only the erotic excitement of that night remained. 
Jimmy never did figure out how she had spotted him
that night or if she had known he was there all
along. The experience was never repeated because
the next day, a new pair of blinds appeared in the
window.  
 	Maria moved out two months later when she
finally finished her college classes.  Jimmy overheard
one of the neighbors say she had gotten a job with a
Manhattan firm and had moved on to a bigger and
better apartment. 
	 In those two months, Jimmy only passed
Maria in the hall once. It was the week before she
moved out. For the first time since she had lived
there, she stopped and looked at him when he said
hello. She smiled back and returned the greeting.  
	 "It's nice to see you again."  She added, that
same mischievous gleam in her eye.
 	With that she was gone, leaving a relieved
and upon closer inspection, a much aroused Jimmy
O'Rourke.


END
             

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