I should have not looked

Noticing a couple of weeks ago, our 19-year-old neighbor’s daughter had been leaving her shades open. Naturally, my perverted thoughts ran wild, imagining what if she was changing and I would catch a glimpse of her. Feeling ashamed as a married 50-year-old man, I brushed it off. A few nights ago, it was around 11 p.m., and everyone was asleep in the house. I happened to be walking past the same window that overlooks her room. To my surprise, I saw her beautiful, fresh, young breasts exposed. My heart raced, and I knew I should have turned around and walked away, but she was so gorgeous, teasing her nipples. The next day, she ran into me during my morning run. She smirked and said, “Hi.” I have a feeling she knew I was watching her.