Neighborhood Watch

I didn’t want to move here, but after selling our home and splitting the proceeds with my ex, this house 200 miles away from my friends and family was all I could afford. I left most of the furniture behind. My new home could only hold so much. I’d buy more from discount stores.

On my first night, I stood at the window. A cat ran by the small patch of grass, which passed as a garden, triggering the security light above the door. I was about to close the curtains when a light went on in the house opposite me. There was a small fence, but from my bedroom window, I could see over it into the bedroom of the man opposite.

He stood at the window, too. I fought the urge to close the curtains. If he had seen me, it was too late, and if he hadn’t, the movement might catch his eye and make him think I was spying on him. That wasn’t the first impression I wanted to make on my new neighbors. I imagined being chased out of town as the local peeping Tom or whatever the lady version was.

I assumed he hadn’t seen me because a woman approached him, and he turned around to look at her. With his curtains still open, he kissed her—this wasn’t just a quick peck on the lips. The two of them had their faces pushed together as if neither could get enough of the other. Their hands were all over each other, and before I had time to decide what to do, they had stripped each other of their clothes.

I couldn’t close the curtains now, could I?

I watched as she slid her tongue down his body until I could no longer see her. I could guess what she was doing. I took out my phone, and maybe I shouldn’t have done this, but I recorded it, zooming in on his face as his mouth made an ‘O’ sound. When he came, he arched forward, pressing his palms against the window. Then he looked right at me and grinned. I ducked, despite knowing it was way too late. He had known all along I was watching him.


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