Look through the window

You peak through the window, looking into the living room. You can see miss Lythe bending over cleaning the floor. You get a good look at her voluptuous figure. Her blue dress hugged every curve. Her thigh high boots seduce your gaze up her legs to her swaying hips. Her bruenette hair draped gracefully over her shoulders. You feel a bulge begin to form in your trousers. Time to go inside