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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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This is a true story that happened not too long ago.
I've lived on the same close for some years, with none of the other households changing hands for a while either. Although we knew of each other and said our good mornings etc we pretty much kept ourselves to ourselves. I liked it like that. Even my divorce and wife moving out the previous year barely registered.
Next door but one lived a couple, in their mid fifties with a son. John and Lynne, before this happened I didn't even know their sons name.
I work for myself as a tradesman so am either rushed off my feet with no time to breath or the odd quiet day - the day this all started was one of those rare quiet days where the sun was shining and promised to be a hot day. A bit like today really, which prompted this recounting.
As a bit of background, John was a bit of a strange bloke and we had had the odd word but never really spoke. A year previous I had some building work done that needed delivery supplies, the lorry would arrive, the driver set the extending support legs and start to ligt the bags or pallets etc. As soon as he would see this John would get in his car, drive up to the lorry and beep constantly moaning he had somewhere important to be until the driver had enough and moved. Only for John to return 5 mins later and start the process again.
He is also obsessed with his pressure washer, constantly cleaning gutter, wheelie bin, driveway etc.
His wife, I rarely ever saw. It was almost like she never existed. Never saw them in the car together, or go out together etc. When I did see her she would be in unshapely clothes, hair scraped back no make up etc.
So, back to the day.
I'm normally up and out early and although this was my day off I was still awake early but decided to go for a run while it was still cool. I guess I was back about 9 and it really was getting hot by then so I went straight to the shower to cool off and get rid of the sweat. As I'm alone with no kids I often walk about the house naked, especially upstairs, so after a the shower I went into the bedroom and threw open the curtains.
To my surprise, my neighbour had removed his shed and now there was a view directly into Johns back garden that had previously been blocked. It wasn't the missing shed that was the real surprise, Lynne was sat in a lounger drinking a cup of tea and I was now in full view!
I had no idea if she's seen me or not but I instantly took a step back from the window.
Now I don't really give a monkeys about being naked in front of others as long as the situation is accepting of that but the last thing I wanted was a to be reported for flashing my neighbours!
I was intrigued though as for once Lynne was wearing a shoulderless top and shorts. Her legs looked in great shape, and I was pretty sure there was no bra under that top. The shape of her breasts indicated that they were a fair size. Oh god, I'm now perving on my neighbour too.
I carefully stood back at the window, trying to keep out of view to have a closer look. It felt wrong, being naked checking out a lady, I was no peeping tom but there was something about her that I found very difficult to draw myself away from. If she had seen me there had been no indication that she had. I heard John call something and she quickly got up to go inside and that was the end of that, my trance was broken.
Little did I know the day was about to get even more interesting!
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