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Caught my landlady peeking at me in the shower and

This is the first of a few stories that happened when I lived with Silvia between 2006 and 2009. I have been reading stories on this site for a while and I’d been thinking about some of my own experiences. So recently decided I'd share some of my own stories too. I'm 31 happily married but I have always been fascinated by voyeurism and I am also a bit of an exhibitionist, so there are a few occurrences to tell. I am a Colombian living in London; I first came to the UK in 2006 to study English, I had been working for a year after leaving University and really wanted to go and experience living abroad. So I enrolled in a language school through an agency back home and had 4 weeks of accommodation paid in a homestay. They advised me to get only a few weeks, as it would be better to check the place first and see if liked it before committing to stay for longer. The house that I choose was very convenient as it offered a bit of independence (a loft conversion with a private bathroom). The house was a bit far from my school but the house seemed pretty big and there were good reviews by previous students and the best thing was that there were only 3 people living in the house. A woman in her early 50s (half Scottish and half Argentinian who spoke perfect Spanish), her daughter who was about 21, was only there during her University breaks and on the occasional weekend. There was another tenant, a Welsh guy who worked in London but used to travel to Wales to see his f****y over the ...

... weekends. The landlady (was divorced) and had been really friendly over email and we had even exchanged a few calls before I arrived – you cannot find a better place as a student. I came in October and remember the weather to be quite cold (specially for someone coming from South America), so the first few days were spent mainly indoors or in double-decker buses, which are great to get to know London. I loved the house straight away and realised that I would stay for as long as I could. My landlady was a bit reserved at first but she was, as friendly as I imagined her to be, with a bit of the South American warmth. Although very British in her traditions she made me feel very welcomed and I fitted from day one. Her daughter was really shy and I had trouble understanding her, I was more used to the American pronunciation and she had a stronger accent… luckily she was studying law in Bristol a rarely came to the house. I hardly ever spoke to the other tenant, so my landlady was the person I used to talk to the most. She was kind enough to show me around, and also thought me how to use the buses and the underground. There were a few rules in the house but nothing out of the ordinary, so we agreed that I would stay there during my studies (1 year). To be honest I never thought of Silvia* in a sexual manner but she was an attractive mature lady and my feelings soon started to change. (*Silvia is her middle name, to avoid any identity issues, just in case anyone who knows her reads ...