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Thank you for your consideration. ------------------------------------------------------ Athens (M/F+, exh, voy) by Vladimir Caba (vladimircaba@usa.net) A few years ago my job took me to Athens, Greece. It was a short trip-only six days-but the month was May and since all my recent excursions had been in the dead of winter I was really looking forward to this. When I got out of the airport that Tuesday afternoon I was greeted by a brilliant blue sky and a hot gust of wind off the azure Mediterranean-ideal material to get my juices flowing. But that was not all. By the time the taxi had dropped me at my little hotel in a crowded back street I had discovered to my delight that the fashion there was for nearly all the young girls to wear low-cut, tight hip-hugging jeans and little cut- off t-shirts that came to just under the breasts and then stopped. Bare midriffs and bellybuttons were just everywhere! When I got up to my third-floor room I dumped my luggage by the bed and looked around. The room had a big picture window along one side. The glass extended floor to ceiling, but only the top part could slide open. I switched on the central airconditioner and left the window shut. Then I glanced out the window. Wow! The streets were all narrow and we had buildings right across the street, maybe four or five meters (yards) away. All the curtains looked closed over there and it was still light out so I couldn't tell what the "view" would be like. "Anyhow, the view on the street's not half bad," I thought to myself and headed out. After wandering the streets to get my bearings, I decided that, to take in the sights, I should eat supper that evening at a roadside cafe. That was a stroke of outstanding luck because, right when I was ready for dessert, an evening school let out just up the street. Crowds of girls, I'd say 16 to 18 years old passed by for the next twenty minutes-slim, bare waists and features like Greek goddesses on most every one of them. Some even wore shorts! Feeling pretty good already, I bought a bottle of wine and headed back to my room to go over some papers I'd need for the next day's interviews. The heat made me choke as I opened the door. A call to the front desk revealed that since it was still May, not yet officially summer, the airconditioning was not yet turned on in the building. I pulled back the heavy curtains and unlocked and slid open the big picture window. The window in the building across the street was was still dark although other rooms revealed it to be some family's apartment. I felt a slight breeze but my room was stiffling and the street outside was still full of city noises. I stripped to my underwear, poured myself a glass of wine and plopped down in a chair by the window to study my work. Around midnight I happened to look out the window. A light was now on in that opposite window and since it was just slightly below the level of my floor, I had an ideal view of the interior. There sat a slim brown- haired girl dressed in a short lace nightgown and robe. She was seated at her dressing table brushing her hair. Her long, tan, shapely legs gleamed in the half light by the dresser. She was in her late teens or early twenties and she had an outstanding figure. She was obviously suffering from the heat too because her window was open and she occasionally fanned herself with a bit of paper. I watched as she got up walked to the window and looked out. Pretending to concentrate on my work, I watched her lean out the window and examine the sights on our side of the street. I know I was among them and I wished then that I had just got naked rather than kept my boxers on. Still I got some sort of rush. Eventually she turned back to her dresser. She pulled off her robe, revealing outrageoulsy sexy shoulders and a low cut lace nightgown that betrayed more than a hint of what treasures lay underneath. There were to be no treasures for me that night though. Still dressed in her nightgown, she slipped into her bed just behind the window, reached over and turned off her light. Ok, I hadn't seem much, but I was hot and my penis was straining at my boxers. With no look out the window and still pretending to be engrossed in my work papers, I pulled off my shorts, crossed the room, retrieved my wine bottle and poured myself another glass. Then I went back to my papers, making sure that my nudity would be visible across the street. But, in the darkness there, was she watching? The next day I was busy. I still enjoyed the Athenian "sights" as I walked and rode here and there. I can't say I had forgot the girl across the street, but I wasn't really expecting anything different tonight so I didn't think about her much during the day. I had supper in the same restaurant, and caught the same "show" as the night before as the girls got out of class and paraded past us. Back in the room, though, it was a long time before the light in the window across the street came on. It was still hot so I stripped nude and sat in my usual spot by the window. Finally, about half-past-eleven the light flashed on revealing the brown-haired girl dressed in a towel drying her hair at her dresser. Her towel opened on the side and revealed a lot more of her than I had seen the night before-her side all the way down from under her breasts. Next she walked over to her wardrobe, further back in the room, and opened the door. The open wardrobe door covered her but I knew she was changing as her towel flew up over the open door of the wardrobe. She emerged wearing the same short, lace nightgown as the night before. Again she jumped into bed but this time, instead of turning out the light, she picked up a telephone next to the light and began talking happily to someone. Her nightgown was pretty low cut and it was of some light material. Whenever she laughed or giggled her breasts jiggled through the cloth. She seemed to be getting hotter and hotter as she talked, pulling meanwhile at her clothes, now revealing this, now that little bit of exquisitely tanned skin. I still pretended that I had never noticed her window and only looked at her furtively or over the top of my papers. She didn't make any overt sign that she had seen me, either, although I thought I noticed her cast sidelong glances my way, every now and then. After about half an hour she hung up the phone, got up out of bed, walked over to her dresser, reached down and pulled her nightgown off over her head, revealing an exquisite body, beautifully erect breasts and slim but shapely thighs. Wearing only some thong panties she neatly draped the nightgown over the back of her chair and then rushed, covering her wobbling breasts with her arms, back to the safety of the bed. Then the light went out. That was too much. I was nude and I couldn't resist grabbing my swollen, throbbing dick and massaging it almost to climax. Before I came, however, I got up and flicked off the light switch. I didn't want to shock the girl and at the same time wanted to give her a little of her own medicine. The next day, Thursday, I could hardly think of anything but the evening show across the street. The street sights, even the evening school girls paled into insignificance as I looked forward to that night. Back in my room I turned on the light, pulled off my clothes, opened my briefcase, took out some papers, poured myself a glass of wine and sat down to wait for the show. Nothing happened. Midnight passed, then one am. No light in the window, no girl by the dresser. Frustrated and disappointed, I wondered if I had gone "too far." Friday night was the same-darkness and no girl. I was leaving Sunday morning, so I pretty much gave up on the evening show. "Well, it was nice while it lasted," I tried to be philosophical. Saturday night I packed up my stuff to get ready for the next day's flight out. To cool off I took a shower. Just for "old time's sake" and because there wasn't much else to do, I stayed naked, sat down by the window and poured myself a drink. Then it happened! The light in her apartment flashed on and in walked "my" brown-haired girl together with three of her friends, one blonde and skinny, a girl with shoulder-length black hair, and a chick with wavy brown hair so long it came to her butt. They were all wearing tight jeans and cut-off shirts and all carrying backpacks. "So they've been off camping or something," I thought. "I bet they're fun around a campfire!" They obviously had a lot of fun together because the brown-haired girl had to keep indicating to them to quiet down. They produced three bottles of wine and began drinking pretty fast, obviously "losing it" as they increasinly spilled on the tile floor of the room. They were enjoying themselves and paid no attention to the window, even when the hostess went over and opened it. I was pretty sure I caught her glancing up at naked me (still pretending not to notice) and giving a slight smile. It was late but they weren't exactly settling down. Finally, they all gathered in a circle on the floor and began playing cards. At first I thought they were all just tired and hot from their trekking as, one by one, they took off their boots and socks. But soon those were followed by their little t-shirts. It began to dawn on me that the brown-haired girl was treating me to a game of voyeur strip poker! After losing their jeans, we were getting down to the real thing and my hand just could not keep off my male member. The blonde girl's bra came off first, revealing petite, springy breasts with pale pink nipples and tan lines that showed she favoured string-type bikinis. The girl with the long hair lost her bra next, but it was a while before I could see much of her breasts since they had to emerge through her curley locks. When they did reveal themselves I saw two beautifully shaped tanned tits with large nipples. "My" girl was the next to go topless. She did it with flair, though, standing up and doing a little dance after which she flung her bra across the room and jiggled her pert breasts in the direction of her friends (and, unknown to them) at me (where I was sitting nude, with the light on and stroking away at my dick!) The girl with the black hair dropped her bra next with no particular flair but no apparent embarrassment either. "She's probably done this before," I thought, noticing that her deep tan was absolutely even all over her breasts. Amid great commotion, the same girl with black hair next slipped out of her panties, (revealing that her tan was even all over). Then the other girls, with lots of suppressed laughter, pulled off their panties too, gathered them together, ran over to the window and tossed them out. I froze in "mid-pump" knowing that it would be almost impossible for them not to see me across the way with the light on, naked and masturbating at them. Just to make sure they did notice, I saw the brown- haired girl nudge her friends and point in my direction. At first they were mad at their friend, lightly slapping at her, but pretty quickly the slapping turned into a show for me as they shook themselves, and blew kisses in my direction. One of them yelled something, only to be shushed by the hostess whose family was in the next room, after all. Pretty soon the girls dressed (without panties) picked up their back packs and left. After seeing her friends to the door, the brown-haired girl came back to her room and immediately slipped out of all her clothes, now with no sign of the modesty that she'd shown a couple of nights before. With the light still on and her eyes focussed on my cock, she sat on the edge of her bed, spread her bronzed legs and began massaging her clean-shaven cunt. Before long she was groaning and arching her back in pleasure as my trobbing penis neared climax in my hot hand. As I watched, she shuddered and let loose some quiet cries of pleasure as she came repeatedly. Flopping backwards onto her bed she could still watch as my own wave of pleasure washed over me and I shot my pent-up seed through the open window and down into the empty street below. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out of the hands of children. 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