He moved in a week ago and when I saw him I quickly got a case of the YUMMMIES. Tall at least 6ft with Sicilian dark good looks, the most amazing hazel eyes and lips that make me think of all kind of sinful delights. I smiled my hello the first time I saw him coming out of his doorway as I was walking into mine. I was too afraid to say anything for fear I would sound like a babbling idiot. His seductive mouth smiled back and I noticed that he was smiling with his eyes as well... nice. As the week went on, I made moves to get to know him better and was rewarded with his name Marcello Borocelli. He was the oldest son of a first generation Sicilian parents and one of 14 children,6 girls,and 8 boys. Marcello or Marc as he told me to call him was in his late forties newly divorced and the father of three adult children. It seemed when the last child left home he and his wife left each other, her to her best girlfriend and lover,Marc to the apartment across the hall from me. In spite of this shadow in his life, he seemed to glow with such light and sensual warmth. I found myself attracted to him, but my fear of rejection kept me in dark and from letting him know how I wanted him... until one hot summer night....
It was late and the oppressive heat of the day had lingered into the night. I had gotten up to open another window to let in the night breeze. The bathroom section of the apartment jutted out from the building,having large windows that let the airflow freely. It also gave if not careful a view of someone taking a shower, which I did not find out until Marco put on a show for me. I had not seen Marco all week and I was missing the sight and sound of him. Standing there in the dark of my bathroom I looking out into the night as a light breezes caressed my hot skin. Still thinking of Marco, as I glanced over to my right and whom did I see but Marco... well the back of him ...his naked back and ass! He was standing there with his back to window and giving me a chance to admire his blessings. I watch, as his body was bath in light from the bathroom light overhead and water from the shower head. His body seemed to be a moving sculpture of chiseled marble as the light and water flowed over him. I leaned further out the window to get a better look at him, never thinking that he would turn around. He did and looked out the window toward me ... my open window. I quickly stepped back into the darkness of my bathroom, as Marco turned his back to the shower. He was now facing my direction with what seemed to be a fixed stare....
Had he seen me I wondered as I stood there in the dark, admiringly his nakedness body from his handsome face to his chest with the most inviting brown nipples? I followed a visual path of pleasure down his chiseled body until my eyes welcomed the view of a very impressive front mmmm. I by now had forgotten the heat of the night as my wanton heat had replaced it. I found myself wanting to be free of my night shirt as I stood there in the dark watching my neighbor . The driving force for so many of my steaming masturbation session and night dreams washing himself. Marco had now closed his eyes as he let the water wash over him as under the shower. I watched as he stood there with his eyes closed deep in his "washing" his groin area with soapy hands. Oh, how I wished that it were my hands taking care of him as I stood there in the darkness of my bathroom. A breeze came through the open window blowing my thin night-shirt against my body. It brought me back to my senses when I felt the material rubbing against my nipples, which had become rigid and sensitive to the touch. It pushed me to take off the nightshirt thus joining Marco in his nakedness, he in the light and me in the dark. I stood there looking at him across the space and darkness and I so wanted to be in the light with him... so I joined him the only way that I knew how. I started touching myself, as I would want.... as I wanted him to touch me. Touching my lips lightly with my fingers, I imaged him doing the same as I licked at my own fingers sucking them into mouth. With my other hand, I had started touching my nipples, which sent sensual electric waves of pleasure down to my pussy. The feeling was so strong that I gasped and hissed a moan through clenched teeth, as I quickly send my fingers from my breasts down to the throbbing spot. Inserting fingers into my wet heat, I found my clit swollen, thick, and sensitive to the touch. I looked out at Marco who now was looking back at me from his light into my dark as my fingers started to caress my clit. I closed my eyes and moaned as my touch wrecked me and brought me closer to him and his light, as I masturbated for him. Sitting on the sink with my feet on the window ceil, I opened my legs wide exposing my world to him. With my fingers giving me pleasure as they danced to my thoughts and the view of Marco, who was now stroking his cock with such intensity in face and body I could tell that his orgasm was just a stroke a wayyyyyyyyyyyyyy but it was I who reached that bit of heaven first. I came screaming with fingers now squeezing my clit as my body jerked in spasms. I felt the heat of my release running over my fingers and down my thighs as fell to the floor.
How long I laid there I don't know, when I was able to get up Marco bathroom light was off and the window was closed,I guess he had cumm and gone. I laughed at that thought and felt a little sad. As I walked back into my bedroom I heard a knock at my apartment door. I glanced at my bedroom clock and saw that it was 4 am in the morning. I slowly walked to the door with my night-shirt in my hand... it was not my intent to open the door.
"Annalisa...opens the door...."
Again, there was a knock on the door. I look through the door peephole and stepped back holding my breath in an effort to calm my heart, knowing that my heart could not be calm as what I desired was on the other side of the door. I opened the door. The hallway light was on as he stood there in the door way surrounding him like a halo. Marco was naked as he had been in the shower but without the soap suds to hide his blessings.I looked into his eyes as he walked into my apartment bring his light with him. As he closed the door behind him, I dropped my nightshirt on to the floor next to me and stepped in to his light from my darkness ...
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