He’s there – her guilty secret.
Each and every day, as soon as her husband leaves for work, the young man stands and watches from the building opposite as she moves around her bedroom.
She ought to report him, she should at least tell her husband.
But she never will.
Because she wants him to watch her, to lust after her.
Moving closer to the window, she removes her gown.
Standing on the ledge, her naked body in full view, she pleasures herself for his wanton pleasure.
Because not only is he her guilty secret, but he’s also her secret pleasure too.
