It was cleaning day, and as usual, I liked to keep things simple—just panties and a loose shirt, no bra. The freedom of it made the chores feel less tedious. I was scrubbing the windows in the front room when I noticed my neighbor across the street. He was chatting with some contractor, but I could hardly focus on anything except him. Tall, dark-haired, fit, and always with this air of quiet dominance that made me weak in...