I started writing a short story, but I didn’t get to the part I wanted to write yet. You men must tell me if my Man point of view is completely bogus….
Greg had never met anyone like her. True, his age may have a had a little to do with that. But the fact that he was only two months from turning the big 5-0 didn’t stop him from feeling like a ridiculous horny high-school kid every time he saw her.
She’d moved into the apartment upstairs only a few weeks ago, and the constant stress of wondering what she was up to all the time was exhausting him.
The first time Greg saw her, she’d been sitting on the landing in front of her door, drumming her hands on the floor to the beat of whatever song only she could hear playing on her Ipod headphones. She looked like she was about sixteen, mostly because of the way she had her legs stuck through the spindles of the railing that ran across the landing. Her legs hung down and he noticed how tiny her bare feet were as soon as he walked through the main door. He thought she was cutesy, at first glance; she had a bubblegum pink T-shirt on and a sucker stuck in her mouth to complete her youngish look. But when he looked close, he noticed the short ruffled skirt she was wearing perfectly showcased a curvy pair of legs that no way in hell belonged to a teen.
Her eyes were closed as she pounded away on the floor, so he didn’t acknowledge her, but when he stuck the key in his lock in the door directly below and across the hall from her, she spoke.
“Hey! Are you him that lives in 1A?”
He jumped at the sound of her voice, because he hadn’t thought she’d noticed him come in. He turned and looked up at her, and almost shit when he realized he had a perfect view of her crotch. She was wearing panties, of course, but they were sheer enough that his mouth went dry when he realized what he was seeing.
“Uh, what? Oh… yeah, I live here.”
“Good fucking first impression, Rain Man.” he thought acidly to himself. He tried to recover from his lameness. “You just move in?”
She slipped the sucker out of her mouth, and he couldn’t help wondering how her perfectly luscious lips would look wrapped around his cock.
“Yeah, I’m in 2A.” She gestured to the door behind her. “The UPS guy was here for you. He wasn’t going to leave your delivery, but I signed for it. Hang on a sec.” She unplugged the headphones from her ears and scrambled smoothly up from her child-like position. As she stood, Greg got a glimpse of those silky drawers again, this time from the back. She disappeared through her door before he even had a chance to respond.
He ran a hand through his hair. “Holy fuck” he thought, and adjusted his growing erection just as she returned, package in hand.
“Here ya go.” She leaned over the railing to toss the tiny package down to him gently. He scrambled to catch it because he was momentarily distracted by the cleavage she’d inadvertantly flashed. He noticed as she straighted up that the shirt she was wearing wouldn’t be lowcut on a flat-chested girl.
“Hey, um, thanks.” Instead of sounding more intelligent like he wanted, he seemed incapable of forming a coherent sentence.
She smiled. “Sure. If you get packages alot, you can just have them sent here if you want. I’m home all day.” Her innocent demeanor clashed wildly with the body she possessed. All curves and sensual lines. Greg shook his head because he hadn’t heard a word she’d said.
“What was that?”
Her brow furrowed, and she looked at him as if he was a complete ass. He certainly felt like one.
“UPS. Send your shit here. I work nights, so I can just give it to you when I see you.” Her last sentence wasn’t meant to sound dirty, but Greg found himself wishing she had meant it to. She’d resumed her position between the railings; once again giving Greg a view of her underwear. He thought to himself that he’d never set eyes on such a beautiful lavender color.
“Oh, yeah. That’s be great. They usually end up sending it back be because I can never catch them when they’re here.” He mentally patted himself on the back for forming a complete sentence. He held up the package. “Thanks. What was your name?”
She kicked her feet childishly as she replaced her earphones. “I’m Casey.”
Greg waved to her, but she’d already resumed her frantic drumming on the tile floor. He opened his door and went inside, closing it quickly before leaning against it. He felt as if all the air had just been sucked out of him. Bruiser, his Newfoundland, ambled up to him and nudged his hand with a wet nose. Greg scratched behind the dog’s ear absentmindedly.
“Did you see the tits on her, Bruiser? Fuckin’ A.”
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Men do not look upon women in a sexual way at any age. Apart from that it was very accurate of all men at all ages. Flattery is a beguiling tool. But it wouldn’t go any further.
Maybe gay men don’t. 😉
As a guy right around the corner from the ‘big 5-0’ myself; I think your Man-point-of-view is very accurate. I could see myself acting the same way. Possibly because I believe women rarely, if ever, unknowingly give free crotch shots to guys. A boob-flash…. maybe. I wonder what will happen the next time Greg and Casey meet ? ……….
Eee! That was the part I wanted to write, but ya know.. had to get a storyline in there and Shit. Boys don’t like a money shot without the foreplay…. Ha
I don’t think that your Man point of view is bogus, and overall your writing is very good. Only thing I’ll add is that most guys just about to turn the big 5-0 have been around the block enough times to not be reduced to near incoherence by a hot babe with some brief crotch and cleavage flashing. Greg seemed to be acting like a moderately inexperienced 20 year old, rather than a guy who is on the verge of turning 50.
But that’s just my impression, and since I’m 55, maybe my impression is biased. Still think it was very good writing, and you should keep at it.
So you’re saying if you saw me sitting on a landing in a short skirt you wouldn’t be reduced to one word sentences? 😉 Shows what you know….
If I actually saw you, I suppose it could be a possibility, and as an experienced guy, I know enough to not say it couldn’t happen. Lol
Well, aright then. That was the point. 🙂