Sampling balcony delights

One side of our condo looks on to an private road with its own security guards. Rents go for three times as much as our own. 

A six- or seven-storey place, which appears to be a large private home, is opposite us. Among the occupants are a young couple. They live two storeys below us, and we can peer down on their balcony from our own.

I like sitting on the balcony to watch the sun come up. The youngsters below appear to rise at the same time.

The boyfriend saunters out on to his balcony in a state of near undress.

He wanders about, bleery-eyed, gathering his towel for a shower.

Sometimes he will also water the plants, or smoke a cigarette in a small glass-walled sitting area they have built there.

Maiyuu and I enjoy watching his movements, though he doesn't appear to realise that he has an audience.

Or maybe he does, and is just pretending.

The young man looks like a businessman. He wears a pair of black-rimmed glasses, and his hair is closely cropped. He would not look out of place tapping away on a laptop.

Our young friend wears a white collared T-shirt, and soft white cotton boxers to bed. He is a great sight to behold.

But within seconds of his arrival on the balcony today, I found I had competition.

Maiyuu noticed movement below and joined me furtively behind the towels to watch the young man watering his plants.

‘Stop staring...he’ll take fright and head back inside,’ whispered Maiyuu fiercely.

Our balcony is a small, narrow affair. Two people can stand on it, but not comfortably.

I left Maiyuu there alone to watch the youngster, as I knew that his need to sample sensual sights of handsome young Thais was greater than my own.

Not!