Perfect View
Written By: Savannah Chase
Copyright  Savannah Chase 2007, All Rights Reserved
 

It was Friday, and instead of getting ready to go out for the one and only date she’d had in months Hope was at home. Very much alone and dateless. The guy called her twenty minutes ago and cancelled. Reason given was that something came up.  What came up was in the form of another woman, she’d heard her giggle in the background from wherever he was calling from.

Passing by her balcony Hope caught sight of Sawyer standing at his window, he was glancing her way, she was sure of it. He was a guy who lived in the adjacent building. She’d crushed on him from the first time she’d laid eyes on the man as she was walking down the street. It wasn’t until a few days later that she found out that he lived across the street from her.
She’d never built up the nerve to talk to him; they’d only flirted as they passed each other by. A wink here, a coy smile there. Never words, just looks. Looks that spoke for themselves. The last time she saw him was a few days ago. She’d caught him watching her during an intimate moment.

It been so long since she’d had sex with a man, and there was only so much one could go before sexual frustration kicked in. She was very much past that point. So she decided to take matters into her own hands. Literally.  When she caught him watching she didn’t give her discovery away. It was flattering and an even bigger turn on that he was looking at her. There was no embarrassment about the whole thing especially since it was him she was imagining as her body surrendered and screamed in pleasure. Sawyer was her deepest fantasy that she craved, but was afraid to have. Until she built up the courage to do anything about it all she had was herself and her treasure chest full of toys to keep her body satisfied.
Hope was getting ready to change back into her casual clothes when the door bell rang. All the effort she put in to looking extra special, and unfortunately there was nowhere to go. Looking out the peep hole she saw a delivery guy holding a package in one hand and clip board in the other.

“I have a delivery for Hope Denver” he said as she opened the door.
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