Through the
Glass

Hannah has never been able to look away from the couple in the apartment across the alley. Every night, when the blinds stay open, she watches — her hand moving slow between her thighs as the woman gets pushed face-down into the mattress, as the man's fist tightens in her copper hair, as the woman's mouth falls open in a soundless cry. Hannah matches their rhythm through the glass, forehead cool against the windowpane, coming harder than she has in months. Then one night the woman looks up mid-thrust and locks eyes with her. She doesn't stop. She only smiles, small and knowing, and reaches back to spread herself wider for both of them. The man never notices. But after that, the woman starts leaving the curtains deliberately gaped. When Hannah returns the gaze, the woman — Lina — begins watching back. A dangerous game of push-pull through two panes of glass. Then one night Hannah finds a note taped to her fire escape: 'Come watch closer. He works late Thursdays.' What begins as voyeurism becomes a three-way obsession — Hannah caught between the thrill of Lina's hungry gaze and the forbidden weight of what the husband doesn't know. Lina is eighteen years older, married, and utterly unafraid to use Hannah like her own private secret. She texts Hannah during dinner with her husband ('Think of me. I'm not wearing anything under this dress.'). She fucks Hannah over her office desk on Thursdays. She tastes herself on Hannah's tongue and calls it payment. The affair spirals into darker territory — a locked office door, Hannah bent over the desk with Lina's hand fisted in her hair just like she watched through the glass, Lina whispering filthy things about her husband's rhythm versus hers, dirty talk that leaves Hannah gasping and begging for more. The sounds of Lina's own pleasure echo against the walls. When Lina asks Hannah to fill her — a desperate demand between clenched teeth — and takes every drop, the line between game and love blurs into something neither of them can control. The door could open any moment. The man could find them. And Hannah is starting to not care, as long as Lina keeps looking at her like that — like she's the best thing Lina has ever taken.