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She turned and, as he approached, her full lips stretched into a wide smile to reveal deep dimples in both cheeks.
Ryan scratched his hand through his hair and bits of sawdust floated free. “Evening.”
Her smile faltered, and what almost seemed like a hint of recognition flitted across her face.
“Um, good evenin’.”
He stepped up to his box to open it as she closed hers. “I’m Ryan.”
She bit her lip and gave a slight nod, but avoided making direct eye contact. He resisted the urge to lift his arm for a smell test. Sure, he was fresh from work, but damn, he’d never had a woman avoid looking at him. Normally, it was the opposite, in fact.
“I’m Masturbating.” She spoke quick, as if politeness dictated rather than an actual want to share the information.
Ryan did a rapid blink before laughing at the mortified expression that took over her face in slow motion.
The flustered beauty hid behind her hands. “Oh, shit!”
“Nice to meet you, Masturbating.”
“Can the ground swallow me up now?” she mumbled.
“That would be a shame.”
She lowered her hands and gave him a shy half grin. “I meant to say horny...shit, no. What the fuck is wrong with me?” She groaned with her eyes shut tight.
Another deep rumbling laugh overtook Ryan. He felt bad for laughing at her—no, that was a lie, he didn’t feel bad. Not really. She was amusing, hot as hell—with curves in all the right places—and obviously had sex on the brain. A predicament Ryan would be more than happy to help her out with.
“I... I need to go.” She turned and ran off toward a little white Nissan Sentra.
Her quick steps translated into extra sway of her hips, and his gaze dropped to the bounce of her luscious ass. A small, pink slip of paper fluttered to the ground as she slammed her door. Ryan chuckled to himself as he grabbed his mail from the box, locked it, then walked over to the postcard. He smiled and tapped it to his chin as he strolled back to his truck.
Ryan rolled into his driveway and hit the button to open the single-car garage. After parking, he climbed out, grabbing his mail and lunch cooler as he went. He kicked off his dusty work boots and left them by the door, before he hit the button on the wall to close the garage and entered his two-bedroom townhouse.
The mail got dropped on the counter, the pink mailer on top, along with his keys, and cooler. After a shower, he’d return it to her. That was the neighborly thing to do, after all.
* * *
A small snort escaped when he replayed their awkward encounter. Last night he’d thought he’d seen someone outside after he’d finished jacking off—a possibility that gave him a surprising thrill—but hadn’t been sure. Either her fumbling was a strange coincidence, or she had been outside and seen him in action. A sexy little voyeur.
He’d known the unit behind his was no longer vacant, but he’d not thought much of it. He’d bought his townhouse two years ago and barely saw the people that lived next door to him, let alone anyone in the next building. Not that he blamed them; who wanted to look straight into someone else’s house? Before today, he’d say not him, it’d simply been a tradeoff he’d been willing to make for the cheaper sale price, but after his encounter his mind had changed.
He went to his patio door and drew back his blinds. The ones directly across the way were open. He squinted and tilted his head at the moving figure, his suspicions confirmed. Through the slats, he could see her walking around the living room while she talked on the phone. Quite animatedly, from her hand gestures. She turned and froze when she saw him. Ryan smiled and waved. She wiggled her fingers in return and moved closer to her door. Propping the phone between her head and shoulder, she tugged the cord of the vertical blinds to move them back, which gave him a clear view.
He dated all types, but had a serious thing for thick women. He enjoyed having something to hold on to as he pounded them hard. His voluptuous neighbor seemed like the type that could take a good fucking. His cock stirred in his pants.
With a wicked grin, he yanked his dusty T-shirt over his head. He wiped it down his chest. The corner of his mouth twitched; her eyes were glued in his direction. When he reached to grab his rock hard dick, she pressed the screen of her phone then let it dangle from her hand. He had her full attention.
He ran his tongue between his lips and winked at her. She sank her teeth into her bottom lip. When he undid the button on his jeans, she stepped closer to the glass. As he unzipped them, she flattened her palm to the window. Ryan grinned; she did like to watch. The knowledge made his cock jump, eager for some attention. His hand would do for now, but what he really wanted was to get to know his new, naughty neighbor better. Much. Much. Better.
Reaching into his boxer briefs, he freed his throbbing dick and ran his hand down the length. A smile twitched on her mouth. She stepped back, tossed her phone on her sofa before making an X with her arms and lifting her shirt over her head.
Holy fuck! She wanted to play.
Those breasts he’d eyed at the mailbox were now semi-revealed to him by way of a pink lace bra. He stroked his dick, and squeezed the head. His thumb circled the slit coating it in his precome. Warm exhales created fog on the glass.
The sexy minx smiled as she reached behind her back. With one arm across her front, she used the other hand to slide the straps off her shoulder. Hell yeah, this day just got better. His hand moved faster in anticipation of seeing those large globes free from their confines and on display for him. The arm across her breast fell away and Ryan sucked in a breath. Even from across a grassy strip of lawn they were fucking magnificent. Titty fuck. That’s what those beauties were made for. He could imagine sliding his thick cock between them as she squeezed them together. His dick jumped at the idea.
As if reading his mind, the wanton sex kitten pushed them together and ran her tongue across the plumped up flesh.
