When I was a teenager, I used to spend summers in a house on the Costa Brava, Spain. It was an area where many people from Barcelona had a second residence. Now it is full of people from Russia and Germany.
There, my parents had a two floors house in an urbanization on a mountain, but near the beach. Which is common in that area of the north of Spain.
The urbanization had the typical curvy road going around the mountain. You needed to be extremely careful driving around.
In the past, there were a few constructions on that area. You only found a house every 50 meters.
This story happened when I was 18 years old, and I was spending a weekend alone in that house. At that time I was a virgin. I hadn’t even kissed a girl. I had a late sexual awakening.
You know what?
I started to be interested in girls when I was 17 years old, and not too much. At 18 I was seriously interested but then showed up the problem that I was extremely shy. Until the point that sometimes I didn’t even talk.
The neighbor on Topless
With all of this, I was rope-jumping on the terrace of that house a midday. It was a sunny day of summer, and it was hot.
I was jumping only with shorts. Maybe it is not nice to say it myself, but I had a good body.
After jumping for a while, I see a girl going out her house in topless and lies down on a hammock in the garden. She is around 100 meters away.
It seems she looks at me. At this distance, it is difficult to say. She waves her hand like saying hi. I stop jumping and look at her. I don’t know if she is saying hi to me or not.
I am quite sure I don’t know her. I keep jumping, and she lies down again to take a sunbath, but with her chest up so she can see me.
After a while, she straight her chest and waves with her hand again. I really don’t know if she is doing it to me or what.
I look around, and I don’t see anybody else. She also seems to be looking at my direction. I don’t know what to think.
She lies down on the hammock like before. And I keep rope-jumping and doing other exercises. A few minutes later she stands up, and this time she waves both of her arms.
What can I do?
It seems clear she is trying to get my attention. She insists, but I am too shy to do anything. I just pretend that I don’t see her.
Finally, she gets tired and lies down again. I finish my exercise, and I go inside the house to have a shower.
While I am taking a shower, I blame myself for not having enough courage to say ‘hi’. How can I be so coward? God Dammed! I am full of rage.
However, I do nothing. After the shower, I stay inside the house for a few hours.
I am afraid that maybe the girl still there and would say hi again. I know I wouldn’t have the courage to say anything. So I stay inside to avoid the shame again.
A few months later this memory will become a fantasy. I imagine that I say hi back. She makes a sign inviting me to go, and I walk there.
When I arrive, I look into her eyes for a second and start to kiss her while I touch her breast, hot for the sun.
It is a beautiful fantasy.
Unfortunately, something similar, or even worse, happened to me in Laos with a girl called Eliska.
I wrote about it on my first book. Stories of Love and Sex around the World.