Meeting the new neighbor
I'd only just left
my house, and began the short walk to work, when I noticed the front
door of one of my neighbor's homes slightly ajar. Although the house
had been sold about six weeks earlier I hadn't yet met the new owners
but with the car, that was usually in the driveway, not there the
fact that the door was open made me feel uneasy, especially in this
day and age of low income and high crime.
Cautiously, in case
there were some undesirables inside, I made my up the front path and
slowly pushed the door open a little more.
“Hello!” I
called, before entering. “Is there anybody home?”
Greeted with silence
I pushed the door open further, stepped inside and then closed the
door behind me. Calling out again I made my way through the
downstairs, looking in each room, before making my way back to the
bottom of the stairs.
“Hello!” I
bellowed, this time even louder than before.
If there was someone
upstairs they would surely have heard me this time but, still, there
was no response.
Slowly I began to
make my way up the stairs, occasionally calling out, until I found
myself on the landing. Faced with half a dozen doors, four and the
other two half open, I made me way to each closed one, opened it,
took a quick look and then closed it again once I saw there was
nothing or no-one inside
By the time I had
checked all the closed doors, and was left with just the two half
open ones, I called out once more, only this time I heard a muffled
moaning, as if someone had been bound and gagged, coming from within
one of them.
“Are you okay?”
I called. “Are you hurt?”
Instead of a reply
more moaning came from behind the door I was standing directly in
front of. Clenching my fists, expecting someone to burst from within,
I slowly pushed the door open, and froze.
There wasn't any
burglars or thugs behind the door and the householder wasn't bound,
gagged and totally hopeless. Instead, what I did find was one of the
most beautiful women I had ever seen, totally naked, holding herself
up on one elbow and moaning softly as she massaged one of her
perfectly sized breasts, occasionally pinching the erect nipple and
gasping, while stroking the opening of her neatly shaved pussy with a
thin black vibrator.
Feeling embarrassed,
and with the hardness between my legs growing rapidly, I reached
forward and was about to pull the door closed when the woman suddenly
opened her eyes, and smiled straight at me.
“I-I'm sorry,” I
stammered. “T-the front door was open and w-with no car in the
driveway I-I thought you were being burgled.”
Bursting out
laughing she took the toy from her pussy, lifted it to her lips and
sucked her own juices from it before dropping it on to the bed.
“I was beginning
to wonder what it would take for you to take any notice of me,” the
woman said, replacing the toy with her fingers. “Ever since I moved
in I've fancied you. I guess I should have left my front door open a
lot earlier.”
©JSMorbius
2 comments:
great anticipation and very playfully done loved this >>> =} hugs T
What a delightful idea....leave the door open if you want to catch a Good Samaritan. And staying so wonderfully active in the wait. Charming, Julez.....yummy, in fact. xo
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