Date: 5/16/2018, Categories: Fantasy, Author: graylover, Source: sexstories.com
Marci had a rather tiring day at work. She made her way up to her twelfth-story loft provided to her by her new boss and lover, she begins imagining the warm bath she will soon draw and the sweet release her pillow held. Stepping through the door, she is stunned to see a bottle of champagne chilling in a bucket of ice on the table. Next to it, a large vase with a huge bouquet of flowers. Red and white roses, at least two dozen of each. Attached to the roses is a small card with her name on it, she took it and read it. " Marci - will be with you soon." Uttering an unwinding sigh and flick of the wrist, she let her black hair fall free from their restraint and gently kicked off her heels. She saunters towards the bedroom, stripping along the way. She begins to run the water, she turns towards the mirror. Besides the slight dark circles that ring her tired dark eyes, she has to admit, she feels very sexy in my black lacy bra and thong. Smiling to herself before removing them, she makes her way to the tub, and that's when she sees me. With it only being slightly after 8 on a winter evening, light behind me, making me within plain view. Marci stood frozen, completely shocked by the figure standing just across from her building, in my own apartment one story down from her. There I stood, blatantly staring. Embarrassed and slightly appalled, she sank into the privacy of the tub a mere few feet away. Closing the blinds above would've taken a few extra seconds, crawling in seems to be ...