Pretend you don’t see him.

I’m so pissed off at my dad that I’m ready to do something crazy. I put my glasses on the nightstand and bring my clothes over to my bed.

I’ve never even talked to my neighbor before. I hardly even know him. I don’t even know his first name, but in this moment, I don’t care. In this moment, all I want is to be wanted.

I roll my shoulders back and strut across the window, trying to build the nerve for what I’m about to do. I tilt my head back and run my fingers through my long dark hair. Out of the corner of my eye I can see that my neighbor has sat up in his desk. I have his attention.

This is it. I need to decide if I really want to do this. It’s probably stupid, but I can’t help the tingly, excited feeling inside of me.

Gently, I grab the hem of my sweater with my fingertips and pull it up my body. I get a chill when I pull the sweater over my head. It’s so hard not to look at him.

I turn around and toss my sweater into the hamper. Nervously, I stick my thumbs into my waistline and unbutton my jeans, before unzipping them. I shimmy my hips as I slide them down my legs, then stick my butt up high into the air when I reach down to take my feet out.

I turn around and look out the window again, in nothing but my bra and panties. My heart is racing. I have goosebumps. I need a moment to catch my breath, so I place my palm on the window and watch the road for a moment.

He’s watching me intently. I step back and run my fingertips up my delicate body before reaching the bottom of my bra. Nervously, I reach my hands behind my back. I’m shaking.

My bra falls delicately off my shoulders and down my body, exposing my breasts. I put my hands on them for a second and feel them. They’re not very big, but they’re firm and they feel good in my hands.

I slide my hands down my body again and hook the waistband of my panties with my thumbs. I run my fingers down the front of my panties and gently brush them over my pussy. I can feel the moisture.

I need to take a deep breath before I slide my panties down my thighs. I’ve never been this exposed before. He’s seen me, all of me.

Still shivering, I slide my fresh panties up my legs and put on my new bra. I shimmy on my pajama pants and reach for my shirt.

I take a quick second to peek at my neighbor, and he’s looking right at me. I can feel our eyes meet. He knows that I saw him.

I stand up to pull my shirt down over my head. By the time I finish, his office is empty and the light is off.