The Girl Next Door

Hi, I’m Marie. I’m 26 years old, I’m an occupational therapist, and I am single. I just moved across the country, from the cold north to the warm, sunny south. I bought a home, in a small, suburban neighborhood, with white picket fences and rose bushes in every immaculate yard. I got lucky enough to find a house on a corner lot with a pool.

The neighborhood is made up of small families, husband, wife and one or two kids per household. I felt a tad out of place, being single and childless, but I couldn’t pass this place up. It seemed so safe and comfortable.

I had just moved in, in April. I didn’t have much to move, because I lived with roommates, and most of the stuff was theirs.

Two days after I moved in, my neighbors came by to welcome me to the hood. They brought me brownies and introduced themselves. Don, Kelly and their daughter, Becca. Becca was close to my age, she was 22 and gorgeous. I guessed she was a model. Don and Kelly were in their forty’s, and also very good looking. They invited me to their home for dinner the next evening. I gladly accepted.

The next day I got up and made some coffee. I went out to my back yard and sat by the pool. Don was out in his yard and waved to me. He leaned over the fence and said good morning. I offered him a cup of coffee. He accepted and came over. We sat on the patio drinking our coffee and chatted. He told me he worked at the hospital in administrations. Kelly was a professional organizer, and Becca just finished school as an interior designer, and was in the process of starting her own business.

I told Don that I was probably going to have to hire his daughter and his wife, so it was beneficial that they were right next door. Everything was working out splendidly.

Don was very handsome. He was tall and muscular and had a nice beard. I couldn’t help staring at him. His eyes were chocolate brown, and had a mischievous sparkle to them. He was very easy to talk to and the way he looked at me while I talked made my stomach flip.

I was telling Don about my life. He seemed so interested, I didn’t realize I was going on and on. Finally I stopped and apologized for dominating the conversation. Don said, “I love when a woman dominates.” Then he smiled and laughed and my butterflies in my stomach moved south. He had a sexy laugh, and his sexual innuendo did not go unnoticed.

Kathy came outside, leaned over the fence and said good morning. I invited her over for coffee, but she said she had some errands to run before dinner this evening. Don got up and thanked me for the coffee and headed home. I asked Kathy if I could bring anything tonight but she said no, and waved goodbye.

I went inside. I had some errands to run as well, and I still had to shower. I turned on the water and got undressed. I couldn’t stop thinking about Don and his comment about being dominated. I was turned on. He was about twenty years older than me, and I couldn’t help thinking he probably knew how to please a woman. I took a peek out the window, toward their house, and saw him talking to Kathy at her car. I wondered if she was angry that he was over here this morning. They didn’t look like they were arguing, so that was good.

Kathy pulled out of the driveway and Don walked over to turn the sprinkler system on. As he stood up, he glanced up at my window. He must have felt me watching him. I quickly moved away from the window, but I’m sure he saw me.

I hopped in the shower and lathered myself up. I couldn’t help but touch myself, picturing Don sucking my tits and licking my pussy. I had a feeling he would be in my sexual fantasies a lot.

Later that evening, I walked over and rang their doorbell. Becca answered the door. She was stunning. She invited me in. I handed her the bottle of wine I brought, and she smiled. She told me to follow her. As we walked toward the kitchen, I looked around the house. It was immaculate and perfectly decorated. These people didn’t seem real. We reached the kitchen and Becca took my hand and led me to a chair at the table. It was a sweet gesture. Don and Kelly welcomed me and thanked me for the wine. They were just finishing putting the food on the table, and took their seats.

Don opened the wine and poured us all a glass. We enjoyed dinner and talked. Becca dominated the conversation, asking me questions about where I’m from and what I like to do for fun. I told her I’ve been so busy with school for years, I’m not even sure what I like to do. She told me she was so happy that I moved next door. She is excited to show me around and take me out to the places she likes.

Becca was going to be my new best friend. She filled my calendar with events she wanted to take me to. Then she walked me home. I invited her in to see my empty place, and maybe give me some advice on how to decorate. She looked in each room, taking mental notes. Then she told me she would write up some ideas and bring them over on my next day off. I walked her to the door and thanked her for being so great. She hugged me, for a little longer eryaman anal yapan escort than I was expecting, and then she kissed my cheek.

I went to bed, thinking about Becca. That hug felt nice. Her breasts pressed against mine, our bodies so close together. Then her warm, soft lips on my cheek, I definitely felt tingles down below. I reached over to my bedside table and pulled out my vibrator. Masturbating twice in one day, to two different people from one family, was turning me on even more. I started thinking about Becca and Don, fucking me together. That did it, I came. Then I drifted off to sleep and had wild dreams.

Don came over the next morning and asked me if I’d like a ride to work, since we were going to the same place. We got into his car and headed to the hospital. I asked him if he’d like to have lunch with me, my treat. He told me to come to his office at 11:30.

Work flew by, and before I knew it, it was lunch time. I walked through the hospital, looking for Don’s office. Finally I found my way to his door, and I turned the knob to go in. I didn’t think to knock. As I opened the door, I saw a fully naked Don. “Omg, I’m so sorry!” I said. I was frozen, like a deer in headlights. Don just laughed, standing there completely nude, he said, “no worries, come on in.” He picked up his pants and started putting them on. I couldn’t help but stare at him. His body was amazing. He watched me staring, I couldn’t look away. Then he said, “now we’re even.” So he had seen me in my window, naked. Did he plan this? He knew I was coming for lunch. He smiled that mischievous grin again, and started buttoning his shirt. He said he just finished a jog, and had to change back into his work clothes. I apologized again, but he waved me off and told me to have a seat. He said he hoped I didn’t mind, but he ordered lunch to have in his office. I sat down and told that was fine.

We sat there eating and talking. He looked across the desk at me, staring at me for what felt like a long time. Enough to make me squirm a little. Then he said, ” you’re really beautiful.” I blushed. He said, “don’t be shy, it’s true. And you have a really great body, from what I saw in the window, yesterday.” I could feel my face getting red hot. He started laughing. So I laughed too, and told him he also had a great body.

We finished eating, and I thanked him for lunch. He stood up and walked over to me before I opened the door to leave. He hugged me. Just like Becca had, he lingered. I felt his dick against my stomach. He was hard. I hugged him back, pretending I didn’t feel it, but I enjoyed feeling his hard dick pressed against me.

I went back to work, thinking about Don. What was he trying to do? Seduce me? I couldn’t have an affair with my neighbor, I’m sure that wouldn’t end well. But, it sure seemed like that might be what was on his mind. Or maybe he just like to push the boundaries just a little. Oh my, what was I getting into? I cleared my mind and focused on work.

The end of my shift came around, and I was waiting for Don, because I didn’t have my car. My phone rang, it was Don. He told me he had to work late, and he called Kelly to come pick me up. I felt so bad that Kelly had to drive out here to get me. I figured I would drive myself from now on.

Kelly arrived fifteen minutes later, and apologized to me. I was in disbelief. I thanked her for getting me, and begged her not to apologize. She was so sweet. She patted my leg and told me it was no trouble. She left her hand on my thigh longer than necessary. I wasn’t sure what to do, so I put my hand on top of hers and just thanked her again. She glanced over at me and then moved her hand back to the steering wheel.

Kelly pulled into her driveway. We got out of the car and she walked to my house with me. We were conversing about her organization business. I invited her inside. I poured us each a glass of wine, and we sat on my little couch, and continued our conversation.

Before long, we had finished the bottle of wine and were talking about relationships. She asked me if I had a boyfriend. I told her I did not have a man or woman in my life. She said she was surprised, because I was so gorgeous. Then she reached over and tucked a loose strand of hair behind me ear. I felt myself blushing. I asked her if she wanted more wine, got up and opened another bottle.

I asked Kelly how long her and Don had been married. She told me they’d been together for 30 years. I was shocked. I never knew anyone that had been together for so long. I had never had a relationship longer than a year. She told me they kept things fun, and open. I wasn’t sure what she meant. Did they have an open marriage? Or did she just mean they were honest with each other? I didn’t want to pry, but I was so curious. I was also a little buzzed. She could see the quizzical look on my face, and she just laughed.

Kelly stood up and said she’d better get home. I walked her to the door and thanked her for the ride and the conversation. It was nice cebeci escort to have friends. She hugged me goodbye, and just like Becca and Don, she lingered. I could feel her warm breath on my neck while she hugged me tightly, her hands low on my back, almost touching my butt. Then she kissed my cheek, her lips partially kissing the corner of my mouth. I desperately wanted to kiss her. She smelled so good and I could taste the sweet wine on her mouth.

That night I took a bath and thought of all that had happened. I saw Don naked, he sexy muscular body, he was very endowed. Kelly touching my leg and that semi kiss. What was this family doing to me? I wondered if Don would tell Kelly that I saw him naked. Would they talk about me? Would it turn them on? Would they fuck each other and talk about me. I touched myself thinking of them fucking. I went to bed satisfied once again.

The next day I drove myself to work. I went in early. I had lunch in the cafeteria and went home without and run ins with the neighbors. I popped a frozen dinner in the microwave and had a beer. I sat down to watch tv when the doorbell rang.

I went to the door and there was Becca. She was standing there in a tiny skirt and tank top, holding Chinese food. She said, “hey neighbor, I brought dinner, want to hang out?” How could I refuse. I doubt anyone refused this girl anything.

I invited Becca in, and she saw my sad frozen dinner on the table. She looked at me incredulously and said, “no, sweetie!” She dished out the Chinese food, and poured us each a beer. She asked how I was doing and how work was going. Then she pulled out her notes on how I should decorate my house. She told me the first room I should work on is the bedroom. That should be my sanctuary.

After we finished eating, and finished a few beers, we went to the bedroom so she could show me what she had in mind. I sat down on my bed, as she fluttered around the room telling me color schemes and ideas for every inch of the room. She was in her element, and I was enthralled by her. When she finished her lesson, she jumped onto my bed, sitting extremely close to me and asked me what I thought of her ideas. She was smiling and her eyes were twinkling so brightly, just like her dad’s. I told her she could do whatever she wanted, and I’m sure I’d love it. So she kissed me.

I was happy she understood what I meant. I really wanted her to kiss me. Her lips were soft and she tasted like beer and honey. We fell back into the pillows and continued kissing for what seemed like an eternity. She had her hand on my cheek and slowly slid it behind my head, pulling my face into hers. Our tongues wrapping around each other, I felt her body move on top of mine. I wrapped my arms around her, and moved my hands down her body to her perky little ass. I squeezed and she moaned into my mouth. I could feel my pussy getting wet, and I wondered if hers was. I wanted to touch her, everywhere.

Becca sat up, still straddling me. He hair was falling forward and she looked so cute. She smiled down at me, and and unbuttoned my top.

My breasts were heaving, begging to be touched. She lowered my bra and placed her hands on my tits. My nipples were hard and sensitive to her touch. I inhaled sharply at her touch. She asked if I was okay. I nodded, unable to speak. She leaned down and kissed me again, lightly. She climbed off of me and stood up. She told me she had to go.

I was in a daze. I stood up, pulling my shirt across my chest, and followed her out of the room. Becca walked to the front door, she turned toward me, her hand on the door knob and said, ” thanks for having me over, see you soon”, then she walked out. I had no idea what just happened. I locked the door.

I went back to my room and laid down, the room was spinning a bit. I just made out with my neighbor. She seemed to be into it, and then she left. What does this mean? She didn’t look upset or angry, she still seemed like her bubbly self. Why did she leave? I was confused, and horny. I drifted off to sleep and had a restless night.

The next morning, I was getting ready for work, and heard the doorbell ring. I ran to the door thinking maybe it was Becca here to explain what happened last night. I opened the door and there was Don, holding two cups of coffee. “Good morning gorgeous”, he said, and handed me a coffee. I blushed and reached out for the cup. “My hero”, I responded, and invited him in. He asked if I’d like to drive in with him again, and I accepted. I went to my room to finish getting ready and he followed me. I wasn’t sure what to say. My married, sexy neighbor, father of the girl I made out with in this very room, was standing in my bedroom.

Don looked around and said, “I see, Becca told me you needed to decorate in here, and she was right.” Becca told him she was here. Did she tell him everything? I could feel my face getting hot. Don was starting at me with that smile. “So, are you going to use Becca?” He said. “What, no, I mean, oh, as a decorator? Yes, I think so.” pursaklar escort I was flustered and blubbering. Don laughed, reached out and put his hand on my shoulder. “Do I make you nervous?” he asked. “N-no”, I stuttered. I was making a fool of myself.

Don looked at me, deeply into my eyes. I felt like I was melting. He smiled and asked if I was ready to go. I felt like a moron. I followed him out of my room, and we walked to his car. “Thanks for giving me a ride.” I said. He asked me if I wanted to have lunch in his office today. I accepted, wondering if he’d be naked again. The thought made me blush.

We walked into the hospital together and said bye, and went out separate ways. I couldn’t stop thinking about how stupid I was acting. I was so embarrassed. What must he think of me? And did Becca tell him what happened between us? This whole situation was getting crazy. I had to put it out of my head. I got to work on my patient and tried to ignore the feelings I was having.

Noon came quickly, and I wound my way through the hospital to Don’s office. The door was open, Don was fully dressed. I wasn’t sure if I was relieved or disappointed. I walked into the office and Don said, “not naked today, are you disappointed?” Oh my gosh, it was like he read my mind. I laughed, trying not to turn bright red, remembering the size of his package. “I said, “a little.” We both laughed and I took a seat. He asked me to close the door.

Don asked how work was going, if I was settling in. He told me if there was anything I needed, he would help me, at work or at home. I thanked him for the offer. I told him his family has been so great since I moved in, and that I would like to have them over for dinner. He said that Kathy and Becca were going to be gone for a week, for some kind of convention, but he would be happy to come for dinner. We made a to have dinner the next evening, finished lunch, and I went back to work.

Becca and Kathy left this morning for a convention. I was surprised Becca hadn’t mentioned anything the night before. But I couldn’t worry about that now. I had to think of what to cook for Don, and what kind of evening this was going to be. What would we talk about? I was going to be nervous. He was really hot, it was hard to be around him.

Don drove me home without incident. We chatted about nothing and he dropped me off in my driveway and said goodnight. It was a much better interaction than this morning, and I was feeling better about our dinner plan for the next night.

I went into the house and went to my room. I glanced out the window and saw Don in his garden. He was watering the plants. I started to undress, to get in the shower, and I decided to walk past the window again. I saw him glance up from the corner of his eye, so I lingered close to enough to be in his line of sight. It was exciting knowing he was watching me. I guess he liked what he saw.

The next day I went to the store to get some groceries for our dinner. I was looking for something easy but delicious. I decided on steak and baked potatoes, and a nice salad. Don seemed like a steak and potatoes kind of guy. I went home and started prepping everything for dinner. I showered and found a cute dress to put on. I set the table as nicely as I could, with what little I had, and then I waited.

Don arrived right on time, and came bearing gifts. He brought two bottles of wine, one red and one white, and he brought chocolates. I hadn’t even thought about dessert. I thanked him, and invited him in. We walked to the kitchen, and he took me by the hand. He said, “thank you so much for having me over, you look stunning in that dress.” Don really knew how to give compliment! I took the wine and poured us each a glass. We sat down to eat. The conversation flowed, as did the wine. I finished the first bottle, minus the one glass I had poured for Don. He complimented my cooking and ate every bite.

Once we finished dinner, we moved to the couch in the living room. I sat, curling my legs underneath me, which made my dress ride up, showing a lot of leg. Don sat next to me, a tad closer than necessary, but I wasn’t complaining. We were chatting about nothing, when Don asked, out of no where, if had a boyfriend. I told him I didn’t, and he leaned in and kissed me. Then he apologized. Before he could get the apology out, I leaned in and kissed him. I couldn’t help myself. He was so sexy, and he tasted delicious. We were both really into the kiss, it was passionate and hungry. I felt his hands on my thighs, moving up, onto my waist. He pulled me up onto my knees, and onto his lap.

I was straddling him, my dress up around my waist, his hands were moving back down, caressing my body, stopping on my ass. He pulled me into him, so close I could feel his muscles against my body, I could feel his hard dick pressing into me. We were ferocious, we couldn’t get enough. Don stood up, still holding me against him, I wrapped my legs around him and he carried me to my bed. He laid me down, and I held onto him, pulling him on top of me. Still kissing, he unhooked my bra, rubbed my breast, pulling on my hard nipples. Then he moved his mouth from mine and sucked my nipple into his mouth. I groaned, pressing my pelvis up toward him. He reached down and removed my panties. I couldn’t help but cry out his name.