Life is funny sometimes. Things you never considered would happen, come true when you least expect them. The same happened to me a few months ago.
To tell you the truth, I’ve noticed her couple of days after we moved in. My apartment was just two buildings away in a quiet street, with lawns in front of every estate and wide sidewalks. It’s those low, 4-story buildings with only a handful of apartments.
The first time I noticed her, I’ve been walking up and down the street to catch some air. There’s she was, sitting on her balcony, talking to someone on her phone. I couldn’t miss noticing how the conversation wasn’t so pleasant. The woman was genuinely pissed. And then she raised her head and looked at me. I felt that familiar current flowing through my entire body. God, was she one hot piece of art.
Sitting in a short summer dress, you could almost see her panties. But that didn’t seem to concern her in any way. It was a hot summer evening, after all.
From that moment on, she started popping in my mind quite frequently.
So I started some deductive work. Each time I’d walk beside her, I made sure to notice some new detail.
Pretty soon my work paid off. It became clear that woman was around 30, recently divorced and had a kid; a little girl who seems to be absent most of the time.
That got me thinking. What kind of a mother would allow her young daughter to live with her ex-husband? Was it perhaps a court ruling? That would mean that she’s walking trouble.
In days to come, I realized how I’m watching someone who never gets up before 9 a.m. and who can spend an hour or so during different parts of the day, on her balcony. That fact suggested that she was unemployed.
And then one day, while I was walking back home from the grocery store, I saw her walking towards me. It was the first time I could saw her from point-blank, in all her glory.
Damn, that was one sexy woman. Perfectly straight and long legs with a butt that sticks out and those small, perky boobs. I couldn’t see the eyes because of the sunglasses but as far as I could assess, she had a beautiful face. It will take another month before I see those two sexy blue eyes.
Weeks went on and I got obsessed with learning everything I could about my new sexy neighbor. It was quite exciting doing some genuine detective work, trying to figure out as much as possible from just observing someone’s behavior and the surrounding environment. I even swoop through adult dating sites and found her on not one but five of these hookup sites including Great Sex Dating.
And then, the icebreaker!
It was around 11 PM when I went out to buy some smokes. As I was approaching her building, I noticed a silhouette, sitting in front of the main entrance of the building, trying to lite a cigarette. Was it my luck or the reason for the ultimate tragedy that the damn lighter didn’t work, you’ll find out later.
Anyway, I decided to act in a manner of a true gentleman so I turned left, on a narrow sidewalk, leading to the place where that unknown silhouette was sitting on the small step, right in front of the door. It was a quiet night in the middle of the working week. Everybody was at sleep. My wife included.
As I was approaching, I realized that the silhouette was, in fact, my mysterious sexy neighbor. I got instantly excited but managed to keep my cool. I’m in my 30’s so I didn’t want to look like some immature and horny teenager.
“Here, allow me.” I took my Zippo and lit it on just to reveal her crying face. Her makeup was a mess but that didn’t seem to affect her overall appearance. Even in that state, the woman was pure beauty.
“Are you OK?” Stupid question because it was clear that the woman was in a dreadful state of mind but you have to ask it anyway, right’? “What happened, miss? Can I help you somehow?” I tried to comfort her.
“Yeah,” she said, “you could stop being a pain in the butt and leave me the fuck alone!”
Needless to say that it wasn’t the response I was expecting or looking for but there was nothing else to do than to get the fuck away from there.
Pissed beyond every limit, I continued with my original goal – to get some smokes. I would kill for one at that moment because you simply can’t make your peace with being blown off like that after you helped someone in an immediate need. But, what can you do, right?
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As soon as I managed to lite one for myself, I forgot all about her and started to think about the business plan I had in mind.
She scared the crap out of me when she jumped on the sidewalk in front of me.
“I apologize for my behavior.” She simply said and reached for my arm. Her hands were cold even though it was rather warm outside. “You did something good for me and even offered to help some stranger, and I blew you off like that. It’s not who I am. Forgive me.”
“Don’t sweat about it. Like it didn’t happen.”
“Would you have a drink with me? I know you live nearby and I’m certain that you’re not some kind of a maniac. I saw you with your wife and kids. You seem like a decent guy.”
Was that really happening? Am I imagining it? Fuck, this was the last thing I expected to happen when I decided to go out and get some smokes.
You can’t believe the number of questions that run through your mind in less than a second. If you go in and have that drink, it’s only reasonable to believe that she’ll come onto you. Should you play along or should you move away? She’s been lonely, no question about it because I didn’t see any men coming in or out from her building. In fact, I never saw her with another man. Sometimes, I was thinking about how she must have changed the team somewhere along the way because I saw women sitting with her.
“Sorry. I don’t think that would be appropriate considering everything. Don’t you agree?” I tried to pull out from her offer politely, without offending her in any way.
“You’re right. I don’t think it’s a wise thing either, considering…” She smiled and moved away. “But do forgive for my rude and uncalled behavior.”
“No worries. It’s forgotten.” I said and left.
Now, I don’t think there are words to explain the man’s state of mind in that particular situation. On one hand, you don’t want to get yourself into a situation where you’ll most certainly cheat on your wife. But in the other – how often are you given this kind of opportunity? You know what I mean?
Because we do live only once. What could possibly bad happen if I’ve decided to go in and have that damn drink with the woman in need of companionship?
Well…everything.
I couldn’t sleep that night, constantly rewinding the situation.
The next day, with the sunglasses glued to my eyes, I went out to buy some bread. No sleep equals the seriously decreased efficiency of the logical part of your brain. It turned out that my refusal to have a drink with her just turned her on even more because as I was walking by, she got up from her chair, leaned over the fence and made pretty sure that I see everything under that loosen thin silky robe she was wearing. My God I swear I got an instant boner. There she was, offering herself to me while my own wife is denying me sex for 3 weeks now.
Some strange woman, with whom I exchanged a few simple words, in almost total silence, without even introducing one to another, is offering herself to me. Openly…publicly.
Something just snaps in your brain. You become someone else. Fuck the bread. I’ll buy it later.
While looking directly into her eyes, I turned left and entered her building. I didn’t even have to wait for her. She opened the door and just stared at me. We didn’t exchange a simple word or that common smile. I just went in, grab her butt and lifted her up. She wrapped her legs around my hips and we started kissing like two teenagers who just discovered that passion.
Her robe was completely loose so I could easily access those juicy, large, brown nipples that were hard as a rock. Her head just moved back and leaned against the wall while I was kissing and licking her breasts and nipples.
She freed her arms from the sleeves and I made a small maneuver to remove that robe completely. There she was, completely naked, and completely at my mercy.
I slowly put her down and pushed her against the wall while kissing her belly all the way down to her pubic bone. Her legs started spreading almost instinctively. I reached with my arms between her inner thighs until I could grab her butt from underneath. Once I had her on my forearms, I started lifting her all the way up until her pussy came in line with my mouth. I don’t think she expected that move because it felt like the eagle was holding to my scalp, trying to rip it right off.
But that was just a brief moment of insecurity. It became perfectly clear that I know what I’m doing and that she’s in for some new kind of pleasure.
With one arm supporting her weight and the other harassing her nipples, my tongue found the way to her swollen clit.
My God that was one tasty pussy. By the time she reached the orgasm, my head was covered in scratch marks and I could feel the warmth of the blood, moving down my cheek. She was a wildcat, I tell you that. But I wasn’t thinking about it. Lust took me over entirely. She could cut off my head for all I cared.
I put her down, turned her around, unleashed my raw hard potential and just went in. It was a brutal display of male power. Every single atom of my energy was used to fuck her harder and harder. Luckily, I watched some porn that morning so there weren’t any dangers of ending everything too early. I turned into a madman who’s holding his woman in the air, without her touching any surface, fucking her like there’s no tomorrow. I don’t’ even remember when I picked her up. She was merely touching the wall with her fingertips.
She came two more times until I erupted right inside of her. I didn’t care. I wanted to. And to make things even better, she didn’t have anything against that.
So there we were two complete strangers, connected deeply, with her cunt filled with my very own semen, catching a breath in the middle of the dark hallway of her apartment. The funny thing is: I still didn’t know her name! Go figure, right?
Finally, we detached, I kissed her, smiled and said goodbye.
She wasn’t on the balcony when I turned around to check that out. God knows what she was thinking about…
As for me, I had fucking great sex just a few moments ago. And by the looks of it, I’ll have some more of it.
Oh yeah, you are probably wondering how everything went with my wife, right?
Well, I’m an honest man who doesn’t prefer playing political games nor sitting on two chairs simultaneously. I came home, packed my shit and left for good. I never told my now ex-wife that I had sex with that hot neighbor. I saw no reason to bring additional pain to her. But I did find a flat nearby if you catch my drift
