As promised, new erotica! Thank you for your patience while ..

As promised, new erotica! Thank you for your patience while I functioned for 6 weeks without a phone!

I raced home from class in a panic. I'm working an earlier shift st he bar tonight, and I haven't been late once in the two years I've worked there. I catch the first train going my direction, sprint the three blocks to my apartment building, and almost collide with a tall muscular form in coveralls carrying a bucket and squeegee.

"Woah there, Princess," he laughs as he catches me mid tumble and sets me upright before turning back to his work without another word.

I snort to myself in embarrassment, blushing at the tone in his voice when he called me Princess, but quickly snap out of it and rush the four flights of stairs to my small studio apartment. I'm horribly sweaty from rushing through the summer heat, so I head straight to the shower.

"Alexa, play my Work Motivation playlist," I call, and music fills my small space, putting me in the right headspace to deal with he Friday night bar crowd.

I wash quickly, letting the stress of the day flow down the drain, then do a cursory towel dry before heading towards my bed. I sway my hips and dance with my music as I grab a bottle of lotion from the bedside table, running the cool scent of jasmine down my arms then up my legs, over my hips, and finally around my torso. As I do, I inhale deeply and take a moment to savour the soft feel of my skin under my hands. It's a calming feeling, especially with the sun streaming through the tall picture window that commands the west wall of my apartment. This place is my crowning achievement, a space of my own with a beautiful view of the ocean, and I've worked hard for it.

I turn my face towards both the sun and my view and find myself locked in a gaze with a pair of eyes, green with little flecks of gold around the edge, creased in a mix of amusement and helplessness.

I'm stunned to silence, frozen like a deer in the headlights.

"I'm sorry," he mouths soundlessly as he motions to the scaffolding he's currently trapped on, and I realize it's the window washer who caught me midflight on the sidewalk. I take in his face, his smile curled in a hint of mischief, his eyes absorbing the scene before him, and my awareness crashes back to the part where I'm stark naked.

"Ohmygod!" I shout to no one in particular, suddenly realizing I've abandoned my towel somewhere and my work clothes are nowhere within reach.

I scramble frantically for something, anything to cover myself with, turning my head back to the window repeatedly to see if he's still there. I mean, of course he's still there. Where is he going to go from four stories high? He starts laughing at my predicament. Not just chuckling to himself, full belly laughing so hard I'm afraid he's going to fall and it's going to be my fault.

I stop, suddenly indignant, and snort at him. Hand on my hips, hair in my face, I throw him a chastising look. Still laughing to himself, he shrugs, winks, and blows me a kiss. Then he goes back to.his work.

Thoroughly flustered, I collect myself and go back to getting ready for work. I still feel his gaze, but whenever I turn his way he pretends he hasn't been watching me, and now it's a game I can't help but play.

Fully aware of my audience, I resume my dancing, deliberately taking my time with my hair, letting its wet tendrils drip over my breasts and down my back. I lean a little more than I really need to as I do my makeup, still swaying my hips to the music, knowing he's watching my ass. I sneak a glance through the mirror and notice him adjusting his coveralls and I know he's not unaffected.

I turn to him, my face triumphant. He's flushed, but he gives me a wave and holds his hand to his heart in a sign of appreciation. I giggle and grab my panties, eliciting an over exaggerated pout from the stranger at my window. My eyebrows rise in a playful challenge. In response he bites his lip and nods, encouraging me to toss them aside. I dangle them on on finger, motioning for his next move, to which he jokingly unzips the top of his coveralls, revealing nothing more than a plain grey t-shirt.

I acquiesce and let my panties fall to the floor, letting my eyes drift down to his lap then back up to his face with a lip bite of my own and big supplicating eyes, a move that does not go unnoticed. The look I get back is pure hunger, his eyes now bright green and staring straight to my core.

"Woah there, Princess" I hear in the back of my mind, and my insides light up like a ball of Christmas lights. I falter for a second, and he pounces on my moment of weakness like a panther. His eyes stay locked on mine as he crooks a finger in his direction, compelling me to come closer.

As I approach he watches every part of me give up the game. My knees tremble slightly, my nipples harden, and my entire body blushes. He knows he's got me. I know I'm about to be late for work.

"You sure?" he mouths, his hands already making their way into his pants. I nod eagerly, running a finger down the window in front of him, and I can almost hear him growl through the glass.

His eyes never leave me as he slowly pulls his cock free of his pants, already hard and glistening. I shiver involuntarily, pressing myself against the window, my nipples piercings making little clink sounds. He grins as I take two fingers into my mouth, locking his eyes to mine as I slowly suck and lick them from bottom to top once...twice....three times before he breathes out slowly, his hand idly stroking up and down his shaft.

Licking his lips he nods me towards the edge of the bed, so I back up until I'm perched on the edge of it with my back arched slightly, giving him a full view as I spread my legs a little and let my hands wonder down my stomach andover my hips, finally letting them graze my warm wet pussy.

He nods encouragement as I run a finger up my slick slit, shivering at the contact. With my other hand I caress one breast then the other before teasing and tugging on both nipples in turn.

I moan out loud to myself as he collects a bead of precum from the tip of his cock and licks it off. Taking his lead I dip two fingers deep inside myself and lick them clean.

I watch as his strokes pick up speed, his breathing getting visibly heavier. Moaning louder, I run my fingers up to my clit, rubbing and circling until I'm visibly dripping for the man in front of me, spreading my lips wide to make sure he sees how wet and swollen I am.

Feeling myself on the edge, I look at him urgently. His strokes have gotten faster and harder, every vein in his cock throbbing as he's on the verge of exploding

"Fuck" he mouths as he nods at me just as urgently.

Trembling, I look at him and dissolve. My entire body tenses and spasms as I cry out and cum hard, soaking my hand and the bedspread beneath me.

As if I pulled him over the edge with me he grips the head of his cock in his hand, mouth open wide in a soundless moan as he cums, squirting his load all over the window in front of him.

It takes each of us a moment to catch our breath, but as I stand I see him putting himself back together.

"Thank you," I sign.
"No thank YOU," he mouths back.

I hurry to get dressed for work as he cleans the mess he made on my window. Before I wave goodbye I point at the name tag on my uniform. Maybe next time he'll come see ME at work.