Story #1: Ed and 5F 1/2

Ed stood in the lobby of his apartment building slowly going through his mail. He flipped through the stack slowly, looking up between each piece to see if she was coming. She was 5F; at least that was her apartment number. He stalled with his mail to see if she would come in according to schedule. That she lived in 5F was perfect; it was perfect because her apartment was directly across the courtyard from his.

Ed looked up one last time and in she strolled. The setting sun streamed through door giving her full figured, perfect size 18 body a complete halo. In her starched white nurses' uniform, her luxurious auburn hair flowing over her shoulders, Ms. 5F looked like an angel. Unconsciously, Ed licked his lips. He pretended to look at his mail as he waited for her to stand close. As she opened her box, he inhaled deeply to catch a whiff of her intoxicating perfume.

She retrieved her mail, turned, and smiled.
Ed smiled back. "Good evening."
He walked to the elevator and held the door. "Going up?"
"Why thank you." She had a faint but distinct southern accent. "You're such a gentleman."

Ed grinned, "You're too kind," he replied. Too kind, he thought because in ten minutes when you unzip that tight uniform, peel off those thick, tight stockings and unfasten that heavy underwear, I'm going to be watching you. I'm going to be watching as you follow your daily ritual of walking around the apartment naked for five minutes before you turn on the TV in your bedroom and lie naked in the bed. By the time you start playing with yourself, Ed thought, I'll be watching and stroking the salami. His imagination had his cockhead damp and straining against his jeans before the door even closed.

In the close quarters of the elevator, Ed's inhaled her fragrance again. This evening was going to be great, he thought, maybe even a two-fer. Seeing her, being close to her has me in the mood already.
Suddenly she turned and looked at him. "I'm sorry to be so bold," she said flashing a bashful smile, "but do I know you from somewhere? You seem familiar, but I can't place your face."
"5A?"
"Excuse me?"
"I live in apartment 5A. I think that your apartment may be across the courtyard from mine."
"Why, so it is. Perhaps that's it."
The elevator stopped.
"Have a wonderful evening," she said as she exited the elevator.
"You too," he called after her.
Ed raced to his apartment, as much as his hard on would let him. He went inside, locked the door and quickly changed into his gym shorts and tee shirt. In the living room of his apartment, he had an excellent view of 5F's window.

He quickly set up a small telescope on a tripod to get a better view. He watched, stared, and practically drooled as she took off her clothes. She stood close to the window and slowly unzipped her uniform, making him think she knew he was watching. She zipped it half way down so that her overflowing bosom was clearly visible. She placed both hands on the windowsill and leaned over giving Ed a perfect view. With the telescope, he could see the very tips of her aureole peaking over the edge of her cups.

Ed dropped his shorts, stepped out of them, and began slowly but firmly stroking his cock. Oh, he thought, is she ever gorgeous. He continued to watch through her bedroom window as she finally took off her uniform. Standing in her one-piece body shaper and white stockings, she peeled the stockings off slowly and surely.

Ed was rock hard now. As he stroked his cock, he let the crook of his index finger go right around the very tip of his cock and back, making him shudder a little every time. She slipped the straps of her body briefer off her shoulders and pulled down the front freeing her large, pear-shaped breasts. He was ready to cum. He felt the shift in his balls, the building of cum in the base of his cock. Hot, thick ejaculate rose inside his cock. Now his strokes were firm and quick. He stared slack-jawed as she stripped naked and stretched in full view of the window. Her heavy breasts swung against her midriff; her thick, curly red pubes were like a target in the center of her hips.

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