Ineffective frosted glass.
My first house was built overlooking the back of a row of terraces. Because of this the builder was obliged to put in textured glass so we couldn't look out into the windows of the houses below.
One night when I'd turned off the lights in my office I saw a light on in one of the dining rooms in the house opposite. Pushing my face straight up against the glass I realised I could see perfectly through the rippled glass - and what a perfect view I saw.
The curvy sized 12-14 20-something neighbour was wandering around the kitchen/dining room totally naked. I could see her hairy bush and big titties. Instantly hard.
Over the next few years I'd regularly see her wandering around naked and it never got old. From the view I had I could see the bottom few steps of the staircase and one night was treated to the sight of her sitting on one of the steps whilst getting eaten out by her boyfriend/husband.
Good times.
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