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She drops her panties next door a tempting trail that always catches my eye.

Today a tiny white thong just barely showing from the laundry basket a silent invitation.

I can almost feel the silk against her skin.

A glimpse through the window reveals her alluring figure as she moves.

Her satin slip is barely there a second skin.

She turns and her gaze connects a knowing smile plays on her lips.

The tension is thick in the air as she casually pulls her underwear up.

Each gesture is a deliberate invitation.

Later I see her again this time more daring.

The sun catches her curves just right a perfect view.

It seems she loves the gaze as much as I enjoy the show.

My mind races to what might come next.

Her undergarments are a recurring theme in my daydreams.

Each one a mystery waiting to be unveiled.

She knows exactly to make me curious.

The way she undulates a silent promise.

My gaze drift on her hips her femininity.

It's a game we play this flirtation between us.

And I am always ready for the next move.

What secrets will her panties reveal next.