1. The Uninhibited Neighbor Down The Street


    Date: 9/21/2015, Categories: Voyeur, Author: CommunicationDirectr, Rating: 13, Source: LushStories

    I have no inhibitions. I love to parade around my house, totally naked. I work out on a regular basis. I try to stay trim and fit. I love my body and I like to show it off. Of course, when I have my friends over, I wear clothes. Whenever I have my part-time boy-friend over, I wear very skimpy clothes, simply because I like to be a tease. I have to keep track of my days, because I don’t want to be caught parading around naked when the landscapers come to do the yard. Only once, have I ever forgot and boy what a surprise it was! I was parading through my living room, totally naked, the drapes hanging over my huge floor to ceiling bay windows wide open, when suddenly, I found myself face to face with one of the landscapers. He was on the outside looking in. He quickly looked the other way as I scurried out of view. I darted into my bedroom and tossed on a satin robe, I very quickly tied it at the waist. When I stepped back into my living room, the landscaper was nowhere to be seen. I don’t know why, but I became extremely turned on, thinking about his dark brown skin and his well-toned muscles. His name was Julian, and that was all I knew about him. He always came every Wednesday at nine in the morning, to mow the yard and trim the bushes. I had never given him a second thought and while he spoke some English, he seemed a bit shy, especially whenever I would offer him a glass of water or some iced tea. I poured a glass of water and stepped out on to my patio to see if Julian ...
    was anywhere around. He had already finished mowing and the yard looked great. I took a seat on one of my patio chairs and propped my legs up on a table, and waited. Within a few minutes, Julian re-appeared, to give the yard a “once-over inspection” like he always did every week. “I’m sorry,” Julian remarked, stopping and turning to walk back towards the front yard upon seeing me on the patio. “No, Julian,” I called out. “Come here.” Julian walked over and stood about ten feet from where I was seated. “I am finished,” he remarked. “Do you like?” “Yes,” I replied. I had a tingling session that I couldn't control. I had placed a pitcher on the small table next to me with two glasses of water filled and sitting next to the pitcher. “Would you like some water?” I asked. “No ma’am,” Julian responded. Sweat poured off of his temples and soaked though the arm pits of his shirt. His chiseled biceps appeared strong and bold. I found myself wondering what it would be like to have those arms ravishing my body. “You need to drink some water,” I said. I stood up and approached him, the glass in my hand. I was nervous, but at the same time, curious and confidant. Julian took the glass from my outstretched hand. I watched as he gulped down the water. I untied the knot to my satin robe, allowing it to open just slightly. I don’t know why I was so turned on. Julio handed me the empty glass. I watched as his eyes locked on to my chest. “I have to go,” Julian nervously remarked. “No,” I said ...
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