house behind me

When I was a student I lived on a closely packed modern estate of houses with very tiny gardens. One house was directly back to back with us.

I had 9:00 am lectures most mornings and so became a creature of habit showering at just after 7:30 am each morning. The shower was in the bath and I would open the small top window to let steam out. Standing in the bath ready to shower gave a perfect view of the bedrooms of the house opposite.

One morning, I noticed the curtains open in the house opposite and a few minutes later the light went on and I could see everything in the room clearly. It was a girl’s bedroom. Over the next 20 minutes she would wander in and out of the room in a dressing gown, nude, back only and then dressed in underwear and clothes. She was no more than 25 yards away and she was slim, young (no idea of age but she changed into office wear and so I am going to assume 18) with very small firm tits and a very tight butt.

Over the next year during the week, I would get into the bathroom at the same time every weekday. I would open the window, shower and wait for her. Some days she showed more and I had great long frontal views (completely shaved bare) and other times I would see her rubbing on body lotion or just looking at herself in the mirror in underwear.

One morning, she put on stockings and suspenders (she always wore tights). It was quite amusing. She had trouble clasping the stockings and put the underwear under the straps. It was obvious she did not wear regularly and I wondered why she was wearing that work day. This was before I had my own secretary and understood about such things.

After about a year to 18 months I must have become careless and stood in the bath too close to the window so she could see I was looking. She closed the curtains and never opened them on any other morning until about 30 minutes later when she was fully dressed.