Bzzz bzzz...bzzz Bzzz...bzzz bzzz'Ugh another day, fuck you!' she thought, rolling over in bed to mash at the button on her phone jabbering away.'God, I was having the best dream. Why now?' she muttered under her breath as she pulled the blanket up to her chest. It had been a warmth enveloping her as she moved from room to room. Another presence pulling her along, strange but familiar. She'd resisted at first, but had begun to welcome it.

The daze of the sleep hung over her as she slowly became aware her own body under the blankets.She sat bolt up in bed. The jobs for the day beginning to swell through her head. Meetings at 9, 11 and 2.30...Got to read that report...Didn't do the dishes last night...have to call the family...She got up and pulled open the blinds. Raining. Again. She walked over to the mirror and gazed into her reflection, fixing her hair into place. She'd been feeling so out of place recently. Routine, routine, routine. Everything was nothing but problems, jobs. Everyone always asking something of her.

She would have little bursts of playful adventure. She'd go to the cafe, flirt with the cute barista and try to get a smile out of him, but between work, life and family, she felt so invisible to the world. 'I can't keep on like this,' she'd think, ' somethings gotta give.'

She flicked on her phone and set an auto-reply. 'Sick today - will be available tomorrow'. In that instant, a wave of relief washed over her like a shudder. It had been so long since she'd allowed herself a moment, some space for herself, and she felt full with the potential of the day. The world around her began to glow with a different shine.

She drifted over to the bathroom and began the hot water running in the shower. Steam washed through the room like drifting waves. The rain had begun to clear and you could hear music drifting down the street as the world began to come to life. She pulled off her clothes, tossed them aside and stepped in. The feeling of the hot water pouring over her body felt like a rebirth. She ran her hands through her hair, over her breasts, down her stomach and over her hips. The steady pulse of the hot water against her let her slip into an almost meditative state and she let out a deep sigh.

Without thinking, she opened the bathroom window that looked onto the shower. A rush of cool air blew in that blended just right with the heat of the water. She closed her eyes, turned and began scrubbing her body with soap, running over the contours of her body. The sensation of the warmth, the cool air and her own hands running over her body made her tingle with delight.

Suddenly, she felt eyes on her. She turned, covering her modesty with her hands and looked out the window. She could see a figure in the window of the apartment block across from her standing at their window peeling a corner of the curtain back. Her body flushed hot with embarrassment. The nerve. She closed the window half way and peered out to see if the set of eyes were still there. They remained, steady and steely, they made contact with hers. She'd passed this mad before putting out the bins. They'd exchange a few words and a fleeting glance but she'd never thought twice about him or thought he had a weird vibe.

Suddenly, she felt that old familiar warmth between her legs. 'Oh my god you're not,' She thought to herself frozen in that instant 'I couldn't.' As if possessed and unthinking, she flung the window back open, exposing her shimmering body, emboldened that someone was watching her from a distance. 'Whats the harm?' she began to reason to herself,' they're all the way over there and if they want to watch me - well fine.' She turned and continued to shower. The corner of her lip curling back as she began to sway to the sound of the music flowing in from the street. She squeezed some shampoo into her hands and turned towards the window. She raised both hands above her head and began to lather her hair, all the while pushing her chest out to catch the clean daylight. As she did so she glanced back towards the curtain and saw the eyes transfixed and wide eyed. She wondered if she had inspired him to begin touching himself yet.

She lathered herself with soap, delighting in her transformation as the object of his gaze. Her own touch felt silky and fine. It twirled in sweeping circles over and under her. Her fingertips danced over her skin and brushed up between her legs.Her body felt on fire. She saw her own body as he saw them. She was magnificant. She washed herself off and turned off the water then leaned towards the shutter window to linger a moment. The eyes lock one last time as she looked away and closed the window.

As she stood there dripping she felt her heart pounding in her chest. She felt her breathe heavy. That whole time felt surreal 'Did I really just do that?' She thought. The scene replayed itself through her head as the reality sank it. It felt wrong and debauched, but also strangely liberating. Like she had crossed a threshold from which there was no return.

She lay back into her bed, with flashes of the feelings returning to her and desire burning in the back of her mind. How it felt to be seen and on display for the whole world, and one audience member in particular. Her hand drifted down between her legs, still dewey from the shower and she began to caress herself carelessly. The excitement of her show had left a lingering desire that needed release. She replayed the feeling again and again in her head as warm waves of pleasure began to envelop her. With the rise and fall of her fingers caressing herself, she imagined the man gazing upon her. The moment she thought of those eyes, she felt her arousal grow under her fingers. Her breathing became sharp and deep. Faster, harder she pleasured herself and felt her hips rising and falling involuntarily, writhing in delight. Her free hand caressed her stomach and moved up as she squeezed at her sensitive nipples. More and more she pulsed in unbridled ecstasy with the pressure building, pushing, pressing. The hot. The cold. That stare. 'If only he was right here at this moment' she imagined. 'I'd pull him deep into me...' she let out a gasp of delight as the tension in her body was released and spread throughout her.