About Her:- Late 20s, married woman with two kids and a husband.

Chapter 1 – The First Glimpse

Recently, I moved in with my parents during the month of June. My parents' apartment is on the 4th floor. For the first 15 days, everything was normal. But one fine evening, I was in my room. My room window gives me a view of the opposite building, and the kitchen on the 4th floor of that building is clearly visible from my window.

I started noticing a beautiful woman washing vessels. She was dusky, had long hair, and I guessed she was North Indian because I'd only heard her speak Hindi through the window so far.

At first, it was just interesting, but soon it became thrilling when she started noticing that I used to watch her constantly. Every day it became a routine—we would simply watch each other and exchange glances through the window, nothing more.

To give you an idea of the distance between my room window and her kitchen window, there is just a single-lane road between our buildings, roughly 10 metres apart.

Chapter 2 – First Close Look

On a Saturday morning, around 10 a.m., the garbage collection vehicle arrived on the road between our apartment and her building. Everyone usually comes down around the same time to dispose of their garbage.

My mom asked me to take out the trash. That was the first time I saw her up close. She looked at me, and then kept looking back again and again. It sent chills down my spine. It was something completely new and thrilling. I couldn't control my excitement and kept smiling all the way back to my apartment in the lift.

Chapter 3 – Addiction

My obsession with her grew after that day. I wanted to know if she was really interested in me.

One evening, I decided to test it. I closed my curtains, leaving only a small opening. I mounted my phone on a tripod, turned off the lights in my room, and recorded her with 10x zoom while she was doing her kitchen chores. She was wearing a black blouse and a grey saree.

What surprised me was that she kept looking around, almost as if she was searching for me while she was working in the kitchen. After watching the recording later, I was genuinely surprised. To me, it felt like she was either looking for me or enjoying this strange little routine we had developed.

Chapter 4 – Unexpected Boner

That same evening, I decided to watch her openly without any hesitation.

To my surprise, after I opened my curtains and turned on the lights, she also looked at me without any hesitation. We maintained eye contact for almost two minutes without either of us looking away.

Eventually, she finished her kitchen work and went inside.

One more thing—I also have a clear view of her balcony, where she occasionally comes out for a walk. A little later, I noticed the balcony lights were on, and she stepped outside.

The moment I saw her, I got an instant erection. She had lowered the saree pallu and was wearing only the blouse and petticoat. I was completely shocked. I know it might sound unbelievable, but I swear that's exactly what happened. I quickly moved closer to my window, but the moment didn't last long because her husband came out, and she immediately went back inside.

Chapter 5 – The First Contact

Until this point, there had been no communication between us. We simply looked at each other every day.

On 26th July, everything changed.

As usual, she was washing vessels while I sat near my window with my laptop in front of me, pretending to watch something. She kept giving me small glances. I guess she couldn't hold back any longer.

Just before she finished her work, she made a gesture with her fingers, signalling that she had her eyes on me.

I was dumbstruck.

I honestly thought, \*"What the hell?"\* But at the same time, I was incredibly thrilled.

That gave me a lot more confidence. I shut my laptop and waited because I knew she usually came out to the balcony for a walk.

Sure enough, she did.

After walking around three times, she kept looking at me. I waved at her. At first, she simply smiled, but then she waved back.

I couldn't stop smiling. I felt like a teenager whose crush had finally acknowledged him. It was an incredible feeling—almost like an adrenaline rush all over again.

Using simple hand gestures, I asked if she had eaten dinner. She smiled and asked me the same question.

A few moments later, I noticed her husband returning home from work and climbing the stairs, so I quickly closed my curtains.

I really wonder where all of this might lead. I badly want to hug her and run my fingers through her beautiful hair. I'm not sure if that day will ever come, but now that we've established some form of communication, I'm curious to see what happens next.

I'll update this story when there's another chapter.

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