It's late in the morning; I am sitting at the kitchen table with my laptop. I am not even dressed yet, but I just quickly put on my Marjolaine Laser Silk kimono over my underwear. Sipping on a creamy cappuccino I am trying to catch up on my unread mail from the past few days.
I greedily look outside. It's such a beautiful spring day, one of the first this year. It's still fresh, but the roof terrace is already a little suntrap. I take a break and go up on the roof terrace. In the sun, out of the wind, it's a surprisingly pleasant temperature. And that lounger in the corner looks very enticing…okay, just for a bitty then; five minutes, not more than ten, and I will get back to work.
I can feel the warmth on my skin through the thin fabric of my kimono. I look around but as far as I can see I have complete privacy. I sit up and loosen the strap of my kimono. Underneath, I wearing a gorgeous Grid bra and thong by Bordelle.
I stretch myself out like a cat, enjoy the spring sun on my bare skin. When I turn a bit to lie back down, I see someone who, just like me, is enjoying the beautiful spring weather. A few roofs away, a man in a white shirt is leaning over his balcony. I don't know him well, I spoke to him a few times. I lie down again; from behind my sunglasses I see that I caught his attention. But I pretend I didn't notice him. I lie back, raise a leg, push my bosom forward.
Is it because of the spring sun? I do feel like teasing a little…I slide down my bra-straps. Adjust my position just a little, making sure my curves are on show. I cast a cool glance at the viewer. He's still looking my way with interest. Slowly I sit up a little, release my bra completely and drop it next to the lounger. I hook a finger in my string and after a brief hesitation I take it off completely.
Now I am only wearing my sunglasses. I look directly at the attentive spectator, smile and raise my hand. He doesn't react like he's been caught out or shocked and raises his hand too. Comfortably, I stretch out my naked body again, close my eyes and enjoy the moment.
When I look up again a few moments later, I notice to my surprise that the observer had disappeared. I secretly hoped he would return soon, but after a few minutes I gave up that hope. I remain in my lounge-position for a little while longer, but then decide that really should get back to work. I put on my kimono and go inside.
When I sit behind my laptop, I see that I've got a new mail. The name of the sender rings a little bell somewhere, but it's vague. No subject. I click on the mail to open it. Flabbergasted I read: "thanks for the spectacular view. So sorry I had to go and catch my flight. Enjoy this wonderful day." Only a first name below.
How did he get my mail address? No idea. Doesn't really matter anyway.
I think for a moment, then type a reply: "You're welcome :- ) I'm sure the view will still be here, when you return."
Smiling, I take a sip of my cappucino.
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