Through Her Window

All characters are over the age of 18 at the time of any sexual activity.

These are the first two chapters in 'Exposing Desires: Through Her Window', book two. The full book is on Kindle. I hope you enjoy reading it!

'Excerpt of story is mostly voyeuristic. F/F.. Solo Act, Bisexual.

Three months have passed since Audrey finally found the strength to walk away from her ex-boyfriend, Kyle. Ending their toxic relationship should have brought her the peace she'd been craving, but healing isn't as simple as closing the door. In the quiet that follows, loneliness begins to soften the memories. Despite everything, a part of her still misses the man she knows she can never trust again. Searching for a way to fill the emptiness, Audrey finds herself flirting with her dark and ruggedly handsome boss, Bruno. Their flirtation offers a brief, welcome escape and awakens desires she had always denied existed. But just as she begins to imagine a relationship with Bruno, an unsettling presence emerges.

A silhouette outside her bedroom window. An unsettling feeling of being watched refuses to fade.

At first, Audrey convinces herself it's Kyle, unable to accept that she's moved on. But he denies it.

If it isn't Kyle hiding in the darkness... then who is?

Since the breakup with her ex boyfriend, Kyle Ritland, three months ago, Audrey had been living in a mental and emotional fog. She felt humiliated. Two years of her life gone, wasted on a cheating liar. What did that say about her? At 27, she was way too old to be playing these stupid games. Logically, she knew she needed to move on, but emotionally, she was stalled.

It had been a full month before she finally noticed the man at her window. She wasn't sure how long he'd been out there watching her, but his regular visits made it clear he wasn't leaving anytime soon. 'How much had he seen?' she wondered. She didn't always remember to close the curtain when she was changing.

At first, Audrey thought it was Kyle, thinking he could sneak in and convince her to take him back. She yanked the curtains shut and yelled at him to go away or she'd call the cops. He was gone when she peeked out of the curtain a few minutes later. He left quietly, which was for the best. But if she were being honest, a small part of her felt a twinge of disappointment. She still had feelings for Kyle and hated the traitorous part of herself that still cared about him.

And, as much as she tried to deny it, she really missed the sex.

His attentive foreplay never failed to drench her thighs and he knew her body almost better than his own. His hands seemed to navigate her body with ease. Kyle may have been a shit boyfriend, but he was an amazing lover.

The following week, he was back.

He stood just out of reach of her bedroom light. The darkness nearly swallowed his features, leaving him a silhouette next to the large oak tree that stood a few feet away from her window. Again, she shut the curtains, yelling for him to leave her alone. The next afternoon, she called him. He sounded relieved to hear her voice.

"Aud.." he began.

"Why won't you leave me alone?" She demanded, cutting him off. "I don't want to see you anymore. I can't look at you. I can't hear your voice. I don't know how else to get through to you!" She paced the room, like a caged animal. An angry heat flared across her cheeks.

"Audrey, please just listen to me for a second. Please!" he pleaded. She could hear the desperation in his voice.

"Kyle, there is nothing you could possibly say to me to make what you did ok. Not one damn thing. I don't want to hear whatever it is you want me to hear. I need time to calm down and get over you. I cared about you so much and you betrayed me. You hurt me. And you don't care about my feelings at all." Her voice broke at the end, evidence of her pain. She took a few deep breaths, forcing herself to relax so she could make sure Kyle understood her clearly.

Kyle took advantage of the brief pause to interject. "Listen, babe, I do care about your feelings. I know I hurt you badly. You deserve better than that and I..."

"I don't believe you really feel that way. You're just telling me what you think I want to hear." Audrey interrupted, sighing loudly.

She could hear Kyle inhale, getting ready to unleash a tidal wave of disingenuous rhetoric. She cut in before he could start, "Goodbye, Kyle. Oh, and don't come by the house anymore. If I see you on my property again, I'll call the police!"

With that, she hung up on him. Audrey took a deep breath in through her nose and slowly exhaled through pursed lips. The tension had settled through her shoulders and neck. She rolled her shoulders, trying to relieve the knot of stiffness. Audrey needed to do something to relax. Unfortunately, she had to work later that evening, so she wouldn't be able to do much. The bar where she worked was hosting an open mic event that night, and Audrey was the senior bartender. Her boss, Bruno, made it clear that attendance was mandatory.

Two whole months of procrastination had left her to-do list out of control.

She had recently gotten a gym membership and funneled every ounce of motivation she had into her work out routine. It was paying off though, because she never looked better. Getting in shape helped boost her self-esteem and made her feel good physically and mentally. It definitely didn't have anything to do with making Kyle jealous and showing him what he was missing out on. Definitely not that.

Flipping a mental coin, she decided on a few errands that wouldn't take long and made a trip into town. Two hours later she returned home, energized from the coffee she drank while out and a well deserved sense of accomplishment. She may not have completed every task on the list, but she'd count it as a win.

As she walked through the living room and into the long hallway, she stripped down to her white cotton panties. She left her discarded clothes on the bedroom floor and walked into the en-suit bathroom. She tossed her cell phone on the counter. Listening to the roar of the water fill up the large garden tub, Audrey took her time lavishly brushing though her thick mane of hair. The wheat blond locks hung halfway down her back and shimmered in the sun. She flipped her head upside down and wrapped her hair in a bun high on top of her head to keep it dry.

She was glad for the steam starting to heat up the bathroom because the weather had cooled significantly over the months and Audrey had to turn up the heat to keep it warm in the house.

Facing the tub, she pulled her panties down and stepped out of them. Carefully extending her long leg, she dipped her toes in and tested the water's heat. She gasped. It was exactly the right temperature. Audrey slowly lowered herself into the tub, getting used to the heat sliding over her skin. The displaced water curled around her naked body, raising gooseflesh along her arms, and finding every nook and cranny. It didn't take long for the warmth to seep its way into her tender neck and shoulders, easing the tightness and pain.

Audrey's body floated gently in the warm water.

Glistening b-cup breasts broke through the surface and floated lazily. The twin shining peaks pointed upward. The rhythm created an almost hypnotic trance, allowing her mind to wander. She thought about what to wear to the bar tonight. Nothing she imagined jumped out at her yet, but that was ok. The perfect look would reveal itself eventually.

Thinking about the bar brought up unbidden images of her boss, Bruno.

He was smart and a very hard worker, often coming out from his office to help wherever he was needed. As far as bosses went, he was one of the best.

They were lucky to have him.

Bruno Agosti was a quiet Italian man that protected his personal life fiercely. He wasn't one to engage in idle gossip and he didn't allow others to either.

He wasn't classically handsome. Although, he exuded a dark and mysterious sex appeal. Standing just over 6 ft tall, he had a lean muscular build with subtle muscle definition. Impressive for a man in his mid-fifties. Bruno always kept his head meticulously clean-shaven. A crisp, salt-and-pepper stubble shadowed his jaw that paired with a neatly trimmed gray mustache. His eyes were a striking blue/gray, shifting with his mood or what he was wearing, and his roman nose lent a slight edge to his oval face. His wide mouth was usually set in a scowl due to his brooding nature. In the years she had known him, she had rarely seen him smile.

The rugged lines around his eyes and forehead were a roadmap of his years. A scar ran from his right ear to the sharp knot of his Adam's apple indicating his troubled past. And in Audrey's opinion, made him sexier.

Bruno had gone through a brutal divorce not long ago.

Not only had his ex wife left him for his brother, she had tried to take sole ownership of the bar. Audrey's heart broke for him. Bruno may have been a little moody and broody, but he never would have done that to her. She couldn't blame him for keeping his personal life secret. She'd worked at the bar for four years. He had been a constant fixture in all the chaos. In that time, he was always professional with her. Of course, he wasn't a sleaze bag like some of those other men at the bar. Occasionally, she would catch him stealing a glance at her when he thought she wasn't looking. Lately, there was a heat in his eyes that she hadn't noticed before. The second her eyes found him, he would quickly turn his head away and busy himself with a task.

Audrey imagined what would happen if he didn't look away. The thought alone made her pulse race. She imagined what would happen if she closed the distance between them and pulled him into a deep, breathless kiss, savoring the taste of his mouth. She imagined pressing her body flush against his while his hands moved down to cup her ass, pressing his growing erection into her abdomen.

Audrey felt a heavy pressure slowly building between her legs, pooling deep in her core. She slid her hands up her sides to cup her breasts. The thin sheen of water made them slippery and the warmth softened her skin. Her areolas pebbled and tightened when she circled the tips of her fingers around them. The hardened points of her nipples dug into her palms and when she pinched them, the intense pressure in her center only intensified. She let out a breathy gasp and arched her back. Audrey alternated between pinching, rubbing and pulling on her nipples. Her pussy clenched involuntarily. She thought about Bruno's talented tongue..

The melodic sound of her phone ringing pulled her out of her fantasy. '

Sonofabitch', she groaned inwardly. Water dripped over the wall of the bathtub as she reached for her phone on the counter. Propping it up on a high stand next to the bathtub, she saw that it was her friend, Emi Haro. Emi worked as a waitress at the bar with Audrey. She had a vibrant personality and knew how to read people which worked in her favor, especially on busy nights.

Audrey briefly thought about ignoring the video call, but Emi had been a really good friend to Audrey the last few months, so she really didn't want to do that. Plus Emi was completely uninhibited, so a naked Audrey in the bathtub wouldn't faze her.

"Hi Emi. How's it going?" Audrey asked. Emi stepped into view in front of her bed wearing delicate white slip. She raked her hand through her long, silky, raven hair.

"Hi Aud. I was hoping to get your opinion on these cute outfits I was thinking about wearing to the bar tonight. I really like them both and I can't decide between them." Emi glanced from the bath to Audrey's top knot. A flash of something unreadable crossed her face. It was gone as suddenly as it appeared. "Are you taking a bath?" she asked, giggling. "Why did you answer the phone?"

Audrey's pussy was still pulsing. "You always answer my calls. Besides, I'm covered," she replied, gesturing to the side of the tub. Emi laughed again and held up both outfits for Audrey's approval.

"If you want more tips, go with the second. It's a little snug on you, but that will work in your favor." Audrey said.

"Thanks, Audrey," Emi's brow furrowed as she studied her friend's face. "Hey, you look flushed. How hot is that water?" Her friend's delicate features softened into mild concern. Emi's beauty, a gift from her Japanese grandmother, was naturally breathtaking.

"It's fine. The water is cooling down now," Audrey said. That was only partly true. She was also still horny.

"Let's be honest, you were thinking about a hot guy. Or a girl. I know I would be," she grinned. Her eyes danced mischievously. Audrey's cheeks burned as she recalled the fantasy from a few minutes ago.

"No!" Audrey said, indignantly, averting her eyes.

Emi's mouth dropped open in surprise and then she laughed. "Oh my God, you were thinking of someone! Who was it?" she questioned. "No, let me guess..." she looked askance at Audrey. "It wasn't Kyle, was it?"

Audrey snapped backward as if she'd been slapped. "No! Why would you even think that?"

Relief flooded Emi's face, "Sorry, Aud. I was just checking. He's a total tool."

As Emi looked down, Audrey followed the movement and realized her naked breasts were on full display. Audrey quickly leaned forward again, using the side of the tub as a barrier to shield herself. Knowing Emi saw her naked chest sent a pleasant shiver down her spine. Goosebumps erupted across her skin. '

What is happening?' she asked herself. 'She's my friend. I don't need to think about her like that.' Her nipples grazed the cool porcelain, the sensation making them ache.

An old fantasy involving her and Emi flashed across her mind, briefly distracting her. She pictured Emily kissing her feverishly as she moaned into her friend's mouth..

"So if it wasn't Kyle, I'm guessing it was... Bruno," Emi's voice intruded, pulling her back into reality. Audrey shook her head silently. "Don't lie to me, girl. I see the way you look at him at work. I also happened to notice that he checks you out all the time. He thinks he's being sneaky about it," Emi grinned slyly.

"I do look at him, okay. So what?" Audrey asked, blushing hard." He's fucking hot and you know it. And I'm not hurting anyone," she said defiantly. She squeezed her legs together to relieve some of the tension. That just made it worse. The added pressure only amplified every pulse between her thighs. "Sorry, it's just that I've been tense today."

"Relax, honey. I agree with you. You should totally fuck him. Just get it out of your system. He needs to have some fun after that nightmare divorce from that whore he married," she said, bluntly. Audrey laughed.

Emi paused, a sudden hungry look crossed her face," Tell me, what was the fantasy I interrupted?" Audrey opened and closed her mouth, a silent gasp was caught in her throat.

Finally she stammered, "That's.. I'm not..." Audrey gave up. Emi waited patiently. A knowing smile briefly touching her lips. "I was fantasizing about Bruno. About what I want him to do to me." She said quietly. Her eyes shifted downward. "Are you happy?" she asked, self consciously.

"Yes. I am happy," Emi breathed out in a low, husky purr. "Picture him in the tub with you." she breathed. Her intense gaze was magnetic, holding Audrey's stare. "Picture him leaning over you, letting his palms glide all over your bare skin. Use your hands. Show me what you're thinking Bruno's hands would do, Audrey," she demanded. Emi's pupils were dilated under heavy lids.

Audrey couldn't believe what was happening. She had never had a sexual experience with another woman. Emi knew this. However, she couldn't ignore the throbbing in her pussy at Emi's words. She needed release. Could she really do this? She trusted her friend more than anyone else. Besides, it's not like Emi was there in the room with her. Audrey couldn't deny the electric thrill of anticipation she felt at the thought of her and Emi getting each other off.

Fuck it.

Audrey angled the phone downward, giving Emi a better view into the tub and she laid back. She let her hands brush slowly over her body bringing them up to her breasts. She cast a quick glance at her screen. Emi's amber colored almond eyes met Audrey's and she slowly reached down, trailing the hem of her slip. In one quick motion, she pulled it up and over her head.

She was completely naked. Emi's body was lithe and her skin like porcelain. She kept her vulva bald and smooth. Audrey inhaled sharply at the sight. She kneaded her breasts. Emi mirrored Audrey's movements, "He would pull and pinch your hard little peaks, wouldn't he, Audrey?" Audrey let out a quiet moan. Her chest hitched as her breathing became faster. The image of his rough, calloused fingers expertly manipulating her nipples triggered a gush of fluid between her legs. She was desperate to feel the friction of his rough touch on her soft skin.

"Yes. Oh yes... He would, Emi," she panted.

Emi whimpered. The lust in her eyes was unmistakable, "Tell me what else he would do. Touch yourself, honey." Audrey lifted herself up onto her knees and turned, facing the camera. Her need was overwhelming. She no longer cared about modesty. She wanted Emi to see everything. She brought her finger up to her mouth, coating it in saliva. Then, she languidly guided her hand down her long abdomen, imagining it was Bruno's larger hand tracing over her skin. As she watched, Emi mirrored her movements.

Audrey slid a well lubed finger up and down between her slippery lips, causing her pussy to clench. "Bruno would want to feel my soft wet cunt. He would want to hear every sound I made while he dragged his fingers through the wet mess he created," Audrey panted.

Emi was breathing heavily now, softly moaning as she worked her fingers in a slow circular motion. "Fuck. Audrey." Emi let out a shaky breath.

"Then he would circle my clit slowly with his thick, rough fingers until I begged for more," Audrey moaned loudly as she circled her bud.

She pinched and flicked her nub, dipping her fingers down into her channel and sliding them back over her clit to add more lubrication. She imagined feeling Bruno's long fingers sliding back and forth, pushing her toward an earth-shattering climax.

Her free hand toyed with a nipple, pinching roughly, sending pulses directly to her clenching cunt. She tugged and twisted the rubbery nub. Emi matched Audrey's lower rhythmic motion, her pussy dripping. The light shone off the juices coating Emi's thighs. "You're so fucking wet, Emi. I can see your drenched slit from here," Audrey murmured, biting her lower lip.

"Ohhhh God," Emi moaned, helplessly. "He would pound his fingers in your dripping cunt, wouldn't he?" Emi breathed as her body shuddered.

Audrey slid her finger inside her tunnel and pumped. Her pussy gushed around her finger, making obscene squelching and sucking sounds. She knew Emi could see and hear it all. It made her feel dirty and exposed... and she loved it. She added another finger. "Fuck yes. His fingers feel so good, Emi. So damn good." Her sweet musky scent wrapped itself around her. Audrey's movements became more urgent, pushing her closer to orgasm. Her core was throbbing almost painfully. She never imagined watching Emi finger fuck her pretty pussy, so lost in the moment, would be so hot.

The simultaneous stimulation on her breast and her sex made her body vibrate. The sheer intensity of it was breathtaking. She was so close. She needed to come. "Look at me, Emi," Audrey demanded. Emi locked eyes with Audrey just as she added a third finger. Her body trembled and a heavy ache shot to her center. She could feel her tunnel being stretched as Emi watched her. A deep heavy pressure settled in her lower belly. Emi furiously pounded her fingers into her cunt. She was sopping wet. The loud slapping squelching noises only fueled her need.

"Audrey.. Oh God. Audrey, I need more! I'm almost there!" Emi's breath hitched and she let out a long shaky moan.

Audrey furiously pounded her pussy. Her hips ground her clit against her palm. Suddenly, she arched her back. A wave of pleasure rolled over her entire body, engulfing her in a rush of electric warmth.

"Ohhhhh God!" Audrey cried out. "Oh Emi! Yes! Yes! Oh... Fuuuuck!" Emi watched as Audrey tensed and arched her back. That triggered her own release.

Surrendering to the sensation, Emi tossed her head back and screamed to the heavens,"Oh! Ohh! Audrey, Oh that's it... I'm cumming! Aaahhh!"

Both women were panting heavily. Audrey gazed at Emi through heavy lidded eyes. "That was so... unbelievable. I've never done it that way before," she gasped. "I've also never been with a woman," she added.

Emi giggled, her eyes lighting up in genuine delight. "Lots of firsts today, girl. I've been with women before. Sometimes even over video chat, but not quite like this," she said, referring to the fantasy they shared. She grinned, "You seemed to enjoy yourself. I know I did. Good to know little Audrey likes to have an audience when she gets off. I'll remember that." Emi winked.

Despite making each other cum only moments ago, Audrey blushed hard, "I needed that. I feel much better." Emi laughed, "You're adorable when you're embarrassed."

"I'm glad you think so. And I'm glad you enjoyed yourself," Audrey leaned against the side of the tub, taking in Emi's nude form. She was sprawled sideways on the bed, resting on her left side.

Audrey's eyes roamed over her friend's small breasts, admiring the way her softened nipples rested on their dark areolas. She moved her eyes downward, savoring the sight of Emi's long slender torso. Her abdomen was perfectly flat and smooth all the way down to her pubic mound where Audrey's gaze came to rest. Emi's slit still glistened with moisture from their previous encounter. "You know," she said, watching Audrey admire her body, "We have a little time before we have to leave for work..." She let the sentence trail off.

Audrey sighed, "As much as I'd love to, I still haven't picked out an outfit for tonight's festivities."

"Aw honey, that's too bad. I'd love to watch you fuck yourself again, but I understand. I'm glad I could help you relax," she said with a smile. "We'll see each other at work later."

Audrey finished her bath and set to work rummaging through her closet.

Two hours later she was dressed and nearly ready.

Audrey had decided to style her hair with soft waves into a beautiful sideswept waterfall braid. She'd chosen a belted burgundy leather skort, shorts that looked like a skirt. It was a low-waisted mini and stopped just below her ass. Since she would be bending down a lot, she was glad for the shorts. That meant she wouldn't be flashing her lady business all over the bar. It paired nicely with a new sheer mesh poncho she'd bought last week. It was all black and flowy, coming down in a diagonal drape from under her right breast and flowing down her left hip. The blouse left her entire mid-drift exposed. She'd bought it because it made her feel incredibly sexy and attractive, two things she hadn't felt as of late. She added a pair of black wrinkled knee-high heeled boots to complete the look. Audrey felt amazing.

She ate a quick dinner and headed out the door.