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Alphabet Minis 4
(Kelly Addams)

Penny peeped across the tiny back patio of her terraced town house and felt herself blush, he hadn't seen her peeking, but he was watching her, just as he always did in the morning.

Always the same time! She glanced at the quietly ticking clock than hung on the wall above the doorway and confirmed. 9.30am, he was as regular as clockwork too! Although he did choose different positions, and the seemingly mundane jobs that put him either at his kitchen window or out in his equally tiny garden at exactly the right time to observe her.

It had started by accident, a complete lapse on Penny's part. It had been a Monday morning, Alan, her husband had left for work before eight, and Penny had decided to slip back between the sheets for an hour as she heard the front door click closed. She hated Mondays, the day that marked another lonely week ahead sitting indoors with only herself for company. Of course she could have sat out, on the patio and enjoyed the sun or a chilled drink under a wide parasol, but it still didn't get away from the fact that she was alone. Alone in a strange country, a place where her isolation was compounded by a massive language barrier. Always hopeless at languages at school she had reluctantly moved to Spain with Alan, and after six months had only just managed to grasp the basics, hello, goodbye, yes, no and thank you. Shopping consisted of a great deal of pointing and many forced games of charades as she tried to get the store keepers to understand what she wanted.

Sharp sunlight filtered through the bedroom shutters as she lay awake, her sleep deserting.

So what do I do today? It was a question often asked.

Supermarket first, I can pick up a few bottles for Alan, and a loaf, some cheese and ham maybe. Penny had looked at the bedside clock and sighed. 9.00am had come and gone while she lounged.

Shower, and coffee. Then I'll think about going out!

Dropping her light nightdress into the laundry basket Penny had started the shower, the ancient heater spluttering painfully to life and coughing like an old smoker. It always took a moment or two for the heater to settle and send out a constant stream of warm water, and she knew better than trust it until it had finished wheezing and spluttering.

I'll put the pan on to boil for my coffee she decided, she would kill two birds with one stone. Penny missed her electric kettle, but in Spain pretty much everything revolved around gas, so as the shower belched intermittent ice then scalding steam she trotted down the narrow staircase and into her small kitchen. I'd better get a pack of rice later too she decided opening a cupboard before grabbing a small pan and quickly filling it from the kitchen sink. Cold water splashed, sprinkling her naked skin as an airlock explosively cleared itself, and giggling Penny grabbed a small linen towel and began to dab her breasts dry. It was at that moment that she suddenly understood that she was standing beside the kitchen sink, topless at an open window, and as she looked up her eyes met those of her neighbour as he stood in his own kitchen staring at her display of nudity.

"Shit!" she had exclaimed before darting swiftly from the window to stand red-faced and breathing heavily.

He saw me naked!

Penny felt her cheeks burning, and swallowed hard to find her nipples erect when she lowered the linen that she had instantly clasped to her chest.

My fault! She stated firmly. Thoughts of peeping Tom and voyeur had entered her mind, but how many times had she seen him pottering around, in his garden, in his kitchen, surely that made her just as bad, and he had never been stood at the window nude. And he has a right to look out of his window just like I do. He wasn't peeping at me, he was simply doing his washing up and I appeared shaking my boobs at him!

Not quite as bad as that she chuckled as the initial shock receded, it had been an accident, nothing more, and she was beginning to see the funny side.

Yeah, I bet he wasn't expecting that this morning she giggled as she crept carefully back to the sink to turn off the tap which she'd left running in her haste to get away. Clutching the linen towel to her breasts with one hand she cut the flow and grasped the pan before casting a furtive glance back to the window.

Why did I look? Penny questioned her motives yet inside she admitted that she wanted to see if he was still watching. Was he hoping to catch another glimpse.

He should be she stated, very few have ever seen my tits, and they are definitely a sight worth seeing! She was proud of her body, more athletic than voluptuous she had curves without looking  chubby. "Defined!" she whispered, my body is defined!

Her breasts had been described as: a comfortable handful, and more than a mouthful, which had made her warm inside as Alan proved both statements. Size 32 and snugly filling a B cup she could turn heads with an eye drawing cleavage while never risking the accusation that she had been enhanced... they were all her own, and no-one had ever questioned that as fact. 

And he is still watching she told herself as she quickly turned away from the window and stepped to the hob, lighting the gas and setting the pan to boil before skipping back to the stairs.

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Why? She had asked herself as she stood under the shower and questioned why she had continued to set the pan to boil. She had been three or four paces away from the sink, but still in the direct line of sight from her neighbours window. And I dropped the towel, and I stood there naked while I lit the gas... and okay he probably couldn't see me clearly...

"But I still did it! I still stood there naked even after I confirmed he was still watching me!"

"Penny, you kinky little pervert!" she giggled as slender fingers worked her neatly trimmed pubis to a creamy lather.

Knowing that he saw me... well, it actually feels, very, very nice!

And as her eyes closed, she gasped while soapy fingers slipped between lips that she knew would have been dripping even if she hadn't been in the shower.