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There was a old retired man living his life alone… no family , did not marry when he was young. Winter for the old man was quiet and simple. He woke up to cold mornings, wrapped himself in a sweater, and made hot tea to start the day. Most of his time was spent indoors, sitting near the heater, reading the newspaper or watching people pass by from his window. In the evenings, he had early dinners and went to bed early, enjoying the calm and stillness that winter always brought.

He had a 2 floored building in which the upper on was given to a young couple. He made his living on that money and enjoyed his pension too. Mornings were calm but the night…. He could hear the moans of the young couple who got heated up due to the cold. He would try his best to ignore yet the moan became more and more . Some times he use to watch po*n and calmed his self by jerking off… Untill,

A young girl moved next door:

A curvy women . She moved with a quiet, magnetic confidence — every step smooth, every glance deliberate. Her eyes held a spark that lingered, playful yet intense, and her lips curved in a smile that hinted at secrets. Draped in elegance, she didn’t chase attention — it naturally followed her. There was something effortlessly sexy about the way she existed .

And for a man like me it was hard to control looking at her magnetic body.

She moved just yesterday and today she is already at my door. I was so curious to open the door yet calmed my self and held up a little and opened the door.

“Hey” she said. Hello ! I replied. “Umm .. actually I just moved here yesterday and just wanted to make friends .here are some fruits *forward the basket*” . Her lips moved like a juicy fruit and her body too. “Thanks” I said and called her in. “Such a beautiful house” she smiled . “None to live with” I added. “Ohh”- like me .

Before she leaves … “can you come up and help me with the lights if you have time”? She added . That’s why she was here I though before I replayed with “ sure why not ! I will be there evening” . She waved before she left.

Later I waited was evening to happen . I was imagining her with everything I did and every move I went .i checked her out through my window which easily showed her hall since her window was open . My eyes followed her as she walked past, slow and deliberate, lingering just a moment too long— not of innocence or admiration, but of desire dulled by age and sharpened by longing. I shifted my seat, pretending to look away, yet drawn again and again to the sway of her hips and the laughter in her voice. In the silence of these years, moments like these stirred a fire i thought had long gone cold.

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