A Neighbor's Open Window

On his way home, Louis notices his new Dutch neighbor partially naked in her window. At first, he chalks it up to the Amsterdam city residents' propensity to never draw their curtains shut. However, each day, her behavior becomes much more sexually explicit. Lou tries to ignore her, but deep down he loves to watch. When confronted with this, his neighbor and her boyfriend resort to handcuffs, duct tape, and a forced threesome.

WARNING: This 3500+ short story contains graphic and explicit depictions of sex between three consenting adults of legal age. It also contains depictions of bondage. As such, this story is only intended for mature adults over the age of 18.

EXCERPT:

For the most part, Lou Ackman loved living and working in Amsterdam, but there was one thing that always unnerved him. Every day, he would get off the tram at his stop, walk along the canal next to his row of narrow townhouses, and all the windows would wide open. The glass panes were shut, but the curtains remained wide and concealed nothing. The families inside carried on about their business without a care as to who could look in and watch. Lou often witnessed families eating meals together, watching TV, playing video games, and much more. He knew the Dutch had a different set of cultural standards than what he’d grown up with in Maryland, but he kept to his instinct of keeping his eyes ahead of him each time he walked home. He wanted to respect everybody’s privacy, even if they lived a life open and unashamed to the public. Still, there was one house that made adhering to that courtesy even harder.

The town house next to his home had been vacant for a week. One day, as Lou passed it, he noticed a new tenant had moved in. She was tall, slender, and had shoulder-length brown hair. Only, that wasn’t the strangest part about it. Her partial nudity caught Lou’s attention. She was wearing only skimpy black panties and a black bra. She wasn’t lounging around, either. With a roller in her hand, she was repainting the walls. She kept her back turned, and the longer Lou stood there and watched the more Lou feared she’d turn and see him. He’d never been much of a peeping tom and looky loo, and he didn’t want to start now. He just turned, walked up to his own door, and entered his own home. For a moment, he wondered how he should introduce himself to her. Part of him – while thinking of how her black panties rode up the cleft of her ass a little – also wondered if she was single and available.

Over the next few days, he stuck to his same pattern once stepping off the tram. For the most part, he successfully ignored the view into everybody’s living room. Still, once he arrived home, he saw his new neighbor, again. This time, she walked around her home topless. Despite his impulse to avert his eyes, he couldn’t look away. It looked like she was rearranging furniture. Again, it seemed like odd behavior. Of course, her full, round breasts more than caught his attention. Only, after a long moment, he forced himself to look away and to just go into his own townhouse. Looking at her this way made him feel like a perv and a creep.

As the days went on, things just got weirder. His neighbor apparently liked to lounge around her new home with nothing on at all.