A Room With A View

By: Cindy

She rolled over and blindly slapped at her alarm clock. He wondered what sound was coming from it to illicit such a scowl on her face. She lifted her head slightly and opened one eye to check the time. She seemed to groan and dropped her head back to the pillow. Her eyes opened slowly and she looked out her window into the morning light. He ducked quickly from view but continued to watch her.

She was incredibly beautiful with long, straight brown hair and a body to die for. He wished he was close enough to make out the color of her eyes.

He had seen her a few times before and couldn’t get his mind off her. He came to New York often, but was always so busy he didn’t spend much time in his new apartment. He discovered her one morning as he admired the view out his window. He realized his wall of windows paralleled those of a goddess. She was on her balcony talking to someone on the phone. He watched intently as she spoke with her hands, very animated, very real. She obviously didn’t know anyone was watching her. She had a gorgeous smile and he desperately wanted to hear what her laugh sounded like. When he could, he watched her drink her morning coffee on the balcony while she read the paper. For some reason, the thought of actually meeting her was inconceivable to him.

‘Funny, that’s what all my fans think about me…unattainable. Just a fantasy.’ He thought to himself. That’s what she was to him. Every night when he closed his eyes, she was there. No matter where he was, thoughts of her consumed him.

“Snap out of it, man, this is bordering on obsession.” He said aloud to himself. He closed his eyes to the vision before him, curled up in her bed. “One more look…” He decided and stepped closer to the window.

She stretched and yawned and his heart tightened, as well as other parts of him. He was about to walk away from the window when he thought he saw her hand graze her breast. He held his breath. There it was again. Her fingertips brushed over the satin of her nightgown and he could see the reaction of her nipples to her touch. They were now pressed stiffly to the fabric as if reaching out to be touched again. Oh, how he wished he could help her out with that.

With her eyes closed, she gently pushed the comforter down to her waist. Slowly she inched her gown up, uncovering her breasts. He realized he had not breathed in a while when his body took over, causing him to gasp for air. He licked his lips as he watched her fingers deftly roll a nipple between them. Her other hand moved downward and disappeared under the comforter.

This was almost too much to take. He was dizzy, due to all of his blood running to his nether region, and leaned against the wall for support. He realized his hand had found it’s way into his khakis and was stroking his extremely hard cock. She squirmed on her bed, biting her lip. Her hips rose and fell, working in precise time with her hands. Her movements sped up, as did his. He was on the brink of release when his phone rang.

“Fuck!” He growled, not tearing his eyes from her. The ringing came again but he refused to answer. He tried to tune it out as he worked himself faster. He could tell her breathing had increased and watched her explode before his eyes. Her skin was flushed as she lay still, coming down from her high.

“Oh, God!” He moaned as he came all over his hand and shirt. At that moment, his cell phone rang in his pants pocket. “Shit!” He panted and wiped his sticky hand on his shirt. He reached for his phone with two fingers, hoping not to get himself all over everything in the process. “This better be good!” He yelled into the phone.

“Dude? What is your problem? I was just checking to see if you were gonna be here this morning.” The voice on the line said.

“Sorry, JC, I’m kinda in the middle of something. Did you just call the phone here at the apartment?”

“Yeah, but you didn’t answer so I called the cell. You comin’?”

Lance chuckled. “Absolutely.” He answered.

“What’s so funny?” JC was lost.

“Never mind. I’ll be there soon. Gotta clean something up here, I made a mess.”

“K, see ya in a few then.”

When Lance looked into her bedroom she was gone. “Dammit!” He wandered into the bathroom to take a shower. “Damn photo shoots…” He grumbled about where he had to be that morning. “Why can’t I just be left alone with my fantasies?”

Once out of the shower, he dressed again and walked to the window. His eyes scanned the length of her apartment. She was in the kitchen fixing her coffee. She wore a long, terry cloth robe and even though it wasn’t the most attractive thing she could be wearing, he thought it was the sexiest thing ever. She walked back to her bedroom and removed the robe.

“Holy hell.” He whispered. There she stood, completely naked. He banged his head lightly against the window. She lifted a leg and propped it on the bed to rub lotion on it. This was a tediously slow process, he thought. It was as if she was torturing him. He watched her hands slide up and down legs and arms, then across her back, chest and stomach. That painful ache had returned to his groin. He adjusted himself slightly and watched her walk into the bathroom to get ready for her day.

He managed to tear himself away from the window at that point. ‘You’ve gotta get out of here, Bass. Just move it. Places to go, cameras to smile for.’ He thought to himself.

Part 2

“UGH, shit!” She moaned as she ran down the hallway trying to put on her pumps as she went. “Why can’t I ever be on time?” She scolded herself. “Tomorrow, you’ll start being on time.” She told her reflection in the foyer mirror. She grabbed her keys off the table and left her apartment. As usual, the elevator took forever to reach the thirty-fifth floor where her apartment was situated. When it arrived, it was almost full to capacity. She smiled weakly at the crowd before her and stepped into the elevator. On the way down, it stopped numerous times. No one else would fit.

Luckily she was in the front, so she stumbled out quickly to avoid the rush behind her. She hurried out the doors to the street and made a beeline for an awaiting taxi, not seeing the man who was moving toward the same cab. They collided, sending his cappuccino all over his shirt and jacket.

“Oh my God! I’m so sorry! I am in such a hurry, I wasn’t paying attention!” She blurted out as she dug in her bag for something. She smiled as she pulled out a small towel from the enormous bag. She blotted his arm and chest quickly, never looking up at him.

“Hey, hey, it’s okay. No harm, no foul.” He reached out his free hand to take hers. Only then did she stop to look up at him. He immediately saw the recognition in her eyes.

“I can’t believe I’m such a klutz. I really am sorry…Lance.” She groveled.

As she looked up at him, he finally got to see the color of her eyes. They were the darkest green he had ever seen, with a ring of brown around the iris. ‘Wow.’ He thought.

“Lance?” He heard her say.

“Oh, yeah, I’m sorry, what did you say?”

“I just asked if you were really okay. Not burned at all? I know that was hot.” He even loved the way her forehead crinkled when she was concerned about something.

“I’m fine. You were in a serious hurry, though. Let me get you a cab.” He walked to the curb to hail another taxi.

“Wait!” She walked up next to him. “Can I at least give you some money to have that jacket cleaned. I hope it’s not ruined. I know how leather can be.” Her eyes sparkled as they swept over his leather-clad upper body.

“Don’t worry about it. I’ll take care of it.” He smiled down at her.

“Well, I feel like I need to do something to make amends.” She seemed adamant about doing something and he spoke before he could stop himself.

“Have dinner with me tonight.” He immediately looked down at the ground, blushing slightly.

“Sure, I’ll buy you dinner!” She answered quickly.

“No, that’s not what I meant!” He chuckled nervously. “I can pay for dinner, I just would like your company, that’s all.”

“But I owe you…” She smirked at him.

“Details. We’ll work that out tonight. How ‘bout I pick you up right here at, um, seven?”

“I’ll be here. Again, I’m sorry about almost knocking you down.” Her smile was intoxicating. He tore his eyes away from her to hail her a cab. He put up his hand and whistled one to a stop. They both reached for the door handle at the same time. She pulled away and allowed him to open it for her.

“Oh, by the way, what’s your name? Not fair that you know mine and I don’t know yours.”

“Cindy Webster.” She said as she closed the cab door.

He watched it drive away, then hailed another one for himself. Once inside and moving, he leaned his head back against the seat and smiled broadly. ‘I have a date with a dream.’ He chuckled inwardly. ‘I’m such a dork.’

Part 3

For Lance, the photo shoot was the longest in the history of photo shoots. He pouted and moaned the whole time.

“Dude, you’ve been in a bad mood all day. What the fuck is wrong with you?” JC plopped down beside him on a bench as they awaited their turn at solo pictures.

“Sorry about this morning, Jace.” A silly grin washed over Lance’s face.

“What’s with the shit-eating grin?”

“You know that woman that lives across from me?”

“The one you’ve been obsessing over for the last few months? Yeah, I know the one.” JC chuckled at him.

“I have not been…obsessing…well…maybe a little.”

“What did I interrupt this morning, huh?” He bumped Lance’s shoulder with his.

“Uh, I was just watching her.”

“Doing what?” He continued to pry.

“Rubbing lotion all over her naked body…” Lance sort of sang his answer.

“Whoa! No wonder you were pissed when the phone rang.”

“Talk about lousy timing, my friend. But that’s not the best part. Well, there is one other better part, but I’m not telling you that. Anyway, when I was on my way here, she almost knocked me down running for a cab and spilled my coffee all over me.”

“So you talked to her?”

“Oh, yeah…and I’m having dinner with her tonight!” Lance did his little Lance dance in his seat.

“Damn, you work fast!”

“Well, who knows if I’d get another chance. JC, man, she was absolutely dazzling. I’m so nervous.”

“Please, Lance Bass nervous, gimme a break. The fans may think you’re the shy one, but we know better.”

“This is different. I’ve never seen anyone like her. Her face, her body, her eyes, and her voice. Hey, I just realized, I think she’s Southern. I was too mesmerized to notice it before. She had an accent. Oh, God help me.” He ran his hands through his hair.

“HEY! Don’t touch the hair, Bass!” The photographer yelled at him.

“Sorry.” He mumbled.

~~~~~~~~~~~~

Cindy wandered toward the breakroom when she got to work to get her ice water.

“Uh oh, what’s the stupid grin for?” Her friend Tammi said as she walked past her desk.

“Whatever do you mean?” Cindy rolled her eyes at her. Tammi jumped up from her desk and followed her into the kitchen.

“Spill it! Something goooood happened this morning! You’re even later than usual.”

“Shut up!” Cindy slapped her arm playfully and began washing out her cup.

“Don’t make me hurt you. What’s going on?” Tammi was hyper all the time, but when you kept something from her, she was even more so.

“You won’t believe me anyway…”

“Come on, dammit!”

“Okay, okay. I was late as usual this morning and was running to get a cab and I ran into a guy and spilled his coffee all over him. You’ll never guess in a million years who it was.”

“Lance Bass?” Tammi joked.

“How did you do that?” Cindy’s mouth hung open.

“I was kidding. That’s who you wish it was!” She giggled.

“No, I’m not kidding. That’s who it was!”

“Yeah, whatever.”

“Tammi, it WAS Lance. I took my handy towel out of my bag and wiped him off. I tried to pay him for the dry cleaning of his hot leather jacket but he wouldn’t have it. BUT, he asked me to go to dinner with him tonight! Aaaaaaah!” She squealed and they danced around the kitchen screaming.

“Good thing you’re the boss, or we’d be in trouble right now.” Tammi said after they calmed down.

“I know. I guess I better try to get something accomplished today, huh?” They headed back to their desks.

For Cindy, the day dragged just as bad as it did for Lance. She couldn’t concentrate on anything. She thanked God she didn’t have any deadlines today. She practically ran out of the door at five o’clock with Tammi yelling behind her to not do anything she wouldn’t do. Well, that left it wide open for anything!!

Part 4

Cindy rifled through her closet in sheer panic. Lance didn’t say where they were going so she didn’t have any idea what to wear.

“Breathe, Cindy, just breathe.” She chanted to herself. Finally deciding on ‘old reliable’, her little black dress, she jumped into the shower. She didn’t think it was possible to get ready as fast as she did. It was a new record. She slipped on her strappy black shoes and gave herself one last look in the foyer mirror. She grabbed the keys and ran out the door ten minutes early. “Yes!” She applauded herself.

In the elevator she tried to calm her breathing. No need in letting him see how bad off she was over him. “God, please don’t act like a psycho fan.” She begged herself. She had calmed down slightly as she walked out the front of her building. She glanced around but didn’t see Lance anywhere. She was a little early, though, so she walked over to the streetlight and leaned against it.

Lance saw her across the street as soon as he walked out of his building. He froze and just watched her leaning against the pole. He let out a big sigh and began to walk to the corner to cross the street. He continued to watch her while he waited for the lights to change. She bent her knee to pull the strap back over her heel and he groaned. “Lord have mercy…” He didn’t notice the WALK sign light up, but when someone bumped his shoulder walking past him he snapped out if it and began to move. She had her back to him so he walked up behind her and just stood there for a second, breathing in her scent. He mustered up the courage to speak.

“Hi.” He said deeply into her ear.

“Oh! Hey.” Cindy jumped. She turned around and he blushed as her eyes raked up and down his body. “You look so good.” She said, then felt like an idiot. “Oh, God, I’m sorry. I can’t believe I said that to you.” She put her hand to her forehead in embarrassment.

“What? I don’t really look good?” He smirked.

“Huh? Oh, of course you do. I just didn’t mean to sound so stupid saying it. Man, this is not going well, is it?”

“I think it’s going great. And by the way, you look pretty amazing yourself. Shall we go?” He placed an arm around her waist and led her to an awaiting limo.

“Oh, wow. No cabs tonight?”

“Nope, only the best for the woman who tried to scald me with my coffee this morning.”

“That woman is still very sorry about that.” She pointed out as he helped her into the car. They rode in silence for a few blocks. Cindy finally spoke. “So, how was your day?”

“It sucked. I had the longest photo shoot this morning. We had to sit around and wait all day. But I’m sure you don’t wanna hear about that. How was your day?”

“It sucked.” They both laughed. “I couldn’t concentrate and it dragged.”

“Well, let’s make sure this night doesn’t suck or drag.”

“I’m with ya.”

“So, I noticed your accent this morning, where are you from?”

“It’s still that obvious, huh? I’ve been here a couple of years. I’m from Alabama.”

“Mine never really goes away either. And when I go home or my friends come to visit, it comes back really bad.”

“I love your accent, it’s part of your charm.” She smiled at him and his insides turned to jello.

The limo pulled to a stop. “We’re here.” Lance said. They waited for the driver to come open the door for them. It was then that Cindy realized a body guard had been riding up front with the driver. A huge man stood outside waiting for them. “Sorry about him, but I can’t really do this without him.”

“I understand.” Lance led her into the quaint little Italian restaurant. They were seated quickly. The bodyguard sat a few tables away. They were in the back away from the crowd.

“I really like this place. Have you ever been here?” He asked.

“No, but it’s really nice. Quiet.”

“That’s what I like. They know me here so they take good care to make sure I’m hidden.” The waiter came to take our drink orders. Lance was looking at the wine list. “Do you like wine?”

“Sure. Anything is fine.”

“We’ll take a bottle of your best red wine, please.” Lance handed him the menu back. “Give us a little time to look at the menu.”

“Yes, sir.”

“Are you trying to get me drunk, Mr. Bass?” Cindy smirked at him.

“Do I need to? Cuz I will.” He winked at her.

“That won’t be necessary, I assure you.” She winked back.

Cindy managed to peel her eyes away from him long enough to peruse the menu. She decided on the lasagna. He chose chicken parmesan. They made small talk while waiting on their food.

“So, what is it that you do? You know what I do.” Lance looked deeply into her emerald eyes.

“Well, I’m a CPA. I have my own company with a few other CPA’s under me. We do alright.”

“You must do pretty damn good to live in Manhattan. That’s a very nice building you live in.”

“I guess so. We do have a few very wealthy clients. I’ve only been here two years, as I said before, so we’re still growing.”

The conversation never slowed throughout dinner. When they were finished, Lance took her hand and led her back to the awaiting limousine.

“Um, I really don’t want this date to end, but I have an early call tomorrow and I know you have to work, so I told the driver to take us back home.”

“Oh, okay. I had a really nice time.”

“So did I, don’t get me wrong.” He said as they climbed into the car. The driver closed the door behind them. He grabbed her hand. “I’d love to see you again. I’ll be here the rest of the week.”

“I’d like that.” Cindy said. ‘Damn, I bet I blew it. He can tell I’m just a crazed fan.’ She thought to herself.

Part 5

Before long the car pulled up to the curb outside Cindy’s building. She sighed inwardly, not ever wanting to let him go. They got out of the car and he sent the driver and bodyguard home for the night. He walked her over to the stairs leading to her building. She stepped up on the first step so that she was eye to eye with him.

“I really did have a wonderful time. I know you know I’m a fan, so I hope I wasn’t too awful.”

“Are you kidding?! You’re the furthest from awful you can get.” He placed his hand over hers on the stair rail. “I haven’t had such a good date in a really long time, Cindy.” He leaned in and placed a quick, soft kiss on her lips.

She took a step up the stairs and he followed by stepping onto the step she had just occupied. He leaned in again and kissed her longer this time. Still soft and slow. When he pulled away, she could’ve sworn she actually saw a spark shoot through his eyes. She was dizzy, but managed to step up again.

He stepped up once more and this time, placed his free hand on her neck and guided her lips to him. He kissed her lightly then brushed his lips back and forth across hers. It was like electric shocks running between them. On the next pass of his lips he added his tongue, sliding it across her lips. She opened her mouth and brushed his tongue with hers as it passed by. He thought his knees would buckle. He pressed his mouth firmly to her, letting his tongue wander into her warm awaiting mouth. Their tongues slid together in perfect harmony. His hand left hers and moved around her waist. Hers wandered up his arm and came to rest on the back of his neck. The other hand went inside his coat to his back and pulled him closer to her.

She reluctantly pulled her mouth from his just enough to speak. “You wanna come up?” She whispered against his lips.

“Mmmmhmmm.” He moaned into her mouth as he took possession of it again. She tore herself away from him and led him by the hand up the rest of the steps and into the building. They waited impatiently for the elevator and kept their distance once inside due to the number of people on board.

Cindy fumbled for her keys with shaking hands as they neared her apartment door. He stood behind her, licking her neck and ear as he waited. He followed her into the dark apartment. The only light came from a lamp in the living room.

He spun her around and pulled at the tie on her coat as he kissed her feverishly. She slid his coat off his shoulders and it dropped to the floor. Still having trouble with her tie, she pushed his hands away and untied it herself. Her coat joined his on the floor. His hands moved to unzip her dress as she tugged on his tie. Their mouths never left each other.

They left a trail of clothes down the hallway to the bedroom. Cindy was wearing her black bra, panties, shoes and stockings. Lance in only his black boxer briefs. She laid back on the bed, propped on her elbows and he crawled onto it beside her. Not a word was spoken as he slid her shoes off her feet, then slid the stockings down her legs slowly, kissing flesh as he uncovered it. He moved up her body, leaving wet kisses all along the way, over her hipbone, stomach, and between her breasts. He licked up her neck and found her mouth. His fingers deftly unhooked her bra and he slid the satin straps down her arms. He sat up to watch as he uncovered her breasts. They were already hard and his mouth watered. He ran a thumb over one nipple and Cindy moaned. It was the sound he was missing this morning, that sound of pleasure coming out of her. His head was reeling. He lowered his head and took the nipple into his hot mouth. She arched her back and pulled his head closer to her as he sucked and licked her.

His hand slid slowly down her body and he pressed his fingertips under the elastic of her panties. Her hips rolled slightly upwards, aching for him to touch her. His fingers made their way through her soft curls, then made contact with her clit.

“Oh, God, Lance!” She moaned. She was so wet he had no problem sliding all over her. He massaged her clit as he continued his assault on her breasts. She began bucking her hips faster against his fingers. He lifted his head to watch her face. The same face he watched cum from afar just this morning.

“Cum for me, baby.” He growled deeply to her.

“Oh…oh…Lance…I’m…yes…there…oh…GOD!” He almost came himself, just watching that. He kissed her all over her face and neck as she regained her composure. He knew she was ready for more when she reached into his boxers and began stroking him. She raked her long nails down his shaft and he shuddered with pleasure.

“Damn, Cindy. Don’t make me cum yet.” She let go of him and pushed his boxers down. He slid her panties off as well. “God, you are so beautiful. I’ve never seen anyone as beautiful as you.” He captured her mouth with his as he moved over her. She spread her legs wide, inviting him into her eagerly.

He rubbed his throbbing cock against her sopping wet clit until she couldn’t stand it any more.

“Lance, I need you in me, please.” She moaned into his ear as she grabbed his ass and pulled him to her. He lifted his hips slightly and slid completely into her. “Oh, hell yeah!” She growled and bit down on his shoulder as he began to move slowly in and out of her hot core. He circled his hips and sent her spiraling into ecstasy again. His pubic bone slammed against her clit causing her to scream out.

“Mmmmm, you feel so good. I can’t hold it much longer.” Lance panted into her neck. She wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him deeper into her.

“Come on, Lance, cum with me.” She held his face in her hands as he pounded into her. She felt the warmth of him spurting inside of her as her walls squeezed him. “Lance!” She screamed, coming again.

“Shit! God, that was amazing!” He managed to say between breaths. He collapsed on top of her and kissed her passionately. He kissed her across the chin and down her neck, resting his head there.

They laid there for a while in silence, catching their breath.

“So, I take it you’re liking your room with a view?” Cindy said, breaking the silence.

Lance’s head popped up off her shoulder. “What?”

“Your new apartment. The view?”

“You saw me? You knew? Ohmigod! That show this morning, that was for me?” He didn’t know whether he should be angry or not. He had just had the best sex ever with the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.

“It worked didn’t it?” She smirked at him.

“Yeah, I guess it did.” He kissed her forcefully. “So, you had this all planned. You knew how easy I’d be. Was this just a one time thing?” He held his breath waiting for the answer.

“I didn’t have it all planned. I didn’t plan to run into you this morning. That was fate. I just played the cards that were dealt to me.”

“So is the game over?” He asked with baited breath.

“I hope not. This isn’t a game to me. I’ve never done this before. You were worth it, though.” She licked his bottom lip, then sucked it into her mouth. “Tell me what you want, Lance.”

He loved to hear her say his name. “I want you to buy some curtains so no other men can watch you but me.”

“Are you going to keep watching me from afar?”

“Not if you’ll let me stay this close to you.”

“I think we can work something out.” She wrapped her arms around him and flipped him over so that she was straddling him. “Still worried about that early call in the morning?”

“What early call?” He chuckled as he pulled her down to kiss him once again.

The End

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