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We crashed through the door, and I took her to the bedroom. I wasn’t sure quite when the clothes came off, but it seemed in an instant, the two of us were in bed together, both naked and both exploring the other’s body with our hands, our lips, our tongues.
She had a few tattoos on her arms. They were small, and I didn’t take the time to really appreciate them. But she was really taken with the collection of ink on my chest and biceps. Her hand looked so small wrapped around my cock, her other hand on my pec muscle as our mouths met once more.
I wasn’t shy about touching her, my hands running all over her. I teased her clit with my fingers for a moment before turning my attention to the rest of her body. She was already wet, and I knew she wanted me, but I wasn’t going to go all the way quite yet.
I enjoyed the foreplay of sex as much as sex itself, and I wanted to enjoy the feeling of her soft skin and the soft curves of her figure before I filled her with my cock.
Her tits were perfect, full, and firm, with erect, dark nipples. Her frame was slender but strong, and her hips were round. I was taken with her hips, completely mesmerized by them. I gripped them in my hand, then flipped her over, putting my cock between her legs and sliding into her. She gasped, her perfect ass jiggling with each thrust of my hips.
I continued to hold her hips in place, pumping myself into her again and again. Everything about her was pure sexiness, and I couldn’t get enough of her. There was heat in our lust, as though we were almost having angry sex with each other. But it was hot, and satisfying, and with the way she was crying out and moaning as I pumped into her again and again, I knew she was feeling the same way.
She came hard, and I was close to finishing when I was interrupted by my alarm going off.
“Fuck!” I snapped.
I threw my arm over my back to grab my phone, groping around until I found it.
I silenced the alarm; then I dragged my hand over my face.
Why the fuck was my annoying, sexy as sin neighbor suddenly showing up in my dreams? I didn’t even know her name, and from the way things had been going between us, it didn’t seem I would learn it anytime soon. And, considering the way things were between us, I was okay with that.
The only benefit I could see to knowing her name was so I had something to yell at her when she was once again being annoying. But I was doing just fine on that front without knowing who she was.
I pulled myself out of bed, frustrated with the fact I had woken up from my dream right at the moment of climax, but without doing so. It was a sexual frustration on top of the eternal frustration I felt toward my young neighbor, but now that I was awake, I could do something about it. It might only be a temporary solution, but with the driving need to get her out of my system, it would do for now.
With any luck, she would move soon, and I could go back to my peaceful life – away from the rest of the world.
With the hot water running down my body, I took my dick in my hand. I was already semi-hard from my dream, so it didn’t take long before I was once again lost in my thoughts. I stroked myself hard, imagining the ripple of her body over and over again, thinking about how my hips slapped against her ass.
The images from my dream were etched into my memory, just as clear as if they had really happened. And how I wished they really could. I even dared to think that part of the reason she and I didn’t remotely get along was because of the sexual tension between us.
The way she looked at me, well, I wasn’t an idiot. She had to have the same desire for me as I had for her. She wasn’t exactly subtle in the way her gaze traveled over my body whenever I confronted her on something.
I imagined her crying out my name as she came, then I grunted as I finished myself, the waves of pleasure running through my body as I took in a deep breath and sighed.
I’d hoped for a level of clarity after getting off, but I was still confused about why I was fixated on this girl. I’d thought of her as nothing more than a nuisance at first, and I wasn’t sure why that was changing. She hadn’t done anything differently.
From all accounts, she had been just as annoying the past two weeks as she had been on day one.
I got dressed, shaved, and was about to grab my guitar when there was a knock at the door.
I wasn’t in the mood for company, but I wasn’t the type to just ignore someone, so I headed to see who it was.
I hesitated slightly when I saw Kim standing outside, not really wanting to engage in whatever it was she had to say to me. But reason won out. She didn’t always come to me with bad news or a complaint, and I figured I might as well see what she wanted.
“Morning,” I said when I opened the door.
“More like afternoon,” she replied with her normal grin. “How are you doing on this beautiful day?”
“The same as usual,” I said. But not being one for small talk, I cut right to the chase. “What can I do for you this beautiful day?”
She laughed. “Sassy as usual, I see. I was just wondering if you wanted to come down to the clubhouse and have dinner tomorrow night. Andrew is going to make some of his famous ribs—you know, the ones he smokes all day- and a few drinks. I like to keep the communication open and the community close, so if you’re free and you feel like coming along, we’d love to have you.”
“At the clubhouse?” I confirmed. “Are you having a party kind of dinner, or is it going to be just me?”
“It’s a small affair,” she said. “I’m going to have a few people I believe, but nothing too big or over the top. You know us old folks like to keep things quiet so we can be to bed by nine.”
She laughed again, and this time I smiled. I liked Kim, even if she was a pain in the ass to deal with at times. And her husband did make the best ribs I had ever had, so the thought of going over for dinner was pretty appealing.
