Sally and the Sexy Neighbor
Sally and the Upstairs Neighbor
Sally hung up the phone, feeling disappointed and exasperatedat the same time. Alex did it again, she had shopped for all
the trimmings of a festive dinner in anticipation of Alex?s
arrival back from New York, but now he called to say that
he was staying in the City one more day possibly two. The
delay was necessary as his agent had ensured him that influential
people in the art circles were considering issuing him
a commission to paint several portraits of past Chairmen
of the Board for a major bank for their new boardroom. Resigning herself to her current situation of being alone
once more, she decided to open the expensive bottle of Montrachet
she had purchased for the occasion. She opened the bottle
to let it breathe and then turned on her Bose wave-radio
to have some background music to relax by, good old 106.7
Boston?s easy listening station. She retrieved her erotic
novel from the coffee table and just started to curl up on
the sofa and resume reading where she had left off last night.
This was the closest she was going to get to having great
sex tonight, and the though of Alex touching her in her most
sensitive spots while she read her novel was getting her
moist. About 25 minutes into her reading and after two glasses
of the Montrachet, she was disturbed by a thumping noise
from the neighbor upstairs. Is sounded like her attractive
neighbor was dropping free weights on the floor. She tried
to resume her reading and get back into her state of intellectual
euphoria and sexual arousal, but stopped after one especially
loud boom and crash. She leapt to her feet and straightaway
went upstairs and pounded on the neighbor?s door. Her sexy neighbor, Bruce, opened the door. He was wearing
only his boxer shorts and was otherwise naked expect for
the flush in his face. ?Hello there, ? he grinned, using a napkin to wipe the
sweat off his forehead. Something stirred in Sally?s already
wet vagina, and she could feel the blood flow into her swelling
clitoris and it?s involuntarily twitching at the sight
of Bruce?s almost naked body. ?I live downstairs from you and you?re making an awful
lot of noise, and?.? ?I?m sorry, it?s just that I?m packing and moving the boxes
around as they get filled. I?m moving to Atlanta, and the
movers will be here tomorrow so please bear with me. You
won?t have the noise for much longer as I?m almost finished.?
?Okay.? Sally was instantly filled with desire and wanted
to drop to her knees and pull out his penis and start servicing
him right there. There was something primeval about his
skimpy attire and the glistening sweat on his body that
excited her and it aroused her more than she already was
from reading her erotic novel. ?Have a good move, ? she
said turning to walk away from his door. ?Goodbye.? When Sally walked into her apartment, it was serene, smooth
jazz playing on the acoustic wave radio, and absolutely
no noise from upstairs. Just then as she was about to settle
back with her novel, there was a tapping at her door. It was
Bruce who felt his apology lacked conviction and offered
to take her out to dinner. He had put on shorts and a shirt
to descend the stairs. Sally?s intestines gurgled. Should she accept this invitation
since Alex had stood her up again? What was the point went
she already had a few glasses of wine that satiated her appetite.
Then she was surprised when she heard herself say, ?Yes,
I?d love to have dinner with you, but I?ve already started
dinner myself (lying) and would you mind eating here as
a farewell dinner?? ?Thank you, of course not, ? Bruce replied.
?Well then, let me get ready, it?ll take about 30 minutes.?
?Okay, 30 minutes it is then, want me to bring anything??
?No just bring yourself.? Sally replied.
Thirty minutes later to the minute, there was the anticipatedknock on the door, Bruce had taken a shower and changed from
his primitive attire into slacks and a polo shirt. Sally?s
heart was thumping, as was her libido. ?Come on in and sit down, let me pour you some wine I?ve been
drinking.? With that she filled a second glass with the
robust Montrachet. Bruce took the glass and a sip, ?wow, that?s really good
wine, I didn?t mean for you to give me your best bottle, ?
he said inspecting the label. ?That?s okay I had opened it earlier, when I was reading.?
Bruce avoided the sofa and walked over to her bookshelves
looking at the titles. Sally prayed that he wouldn?t notice
her growing collection of erotica and porn novels, which
were on the lower shelves. Not that she would be embarrassed,
but that?s not the first and last impression she wanted
to make on Bruce. ?Are you a writer, a teacher or something like that??
?Well not exactly, I?m a book editor at Trizup Books, we
translate foreign books into English and I check the galleys.
How about you?? ?I?ve tried to fancy myself as a writer and of course, like
many an aspiring writer and working on the great American
novel.? ?Really, what?s it about??
?Well, I?ve tried to base it on a plot about a murderer thatstalks women in quiet settings, or areas where there?s
little traffic, like the stacks in the research room at
the library, or the jogger along the Charles after dark.?
?I really don?t care for books like that, they?re too violent
and I wouldn?t want to be in one of those scenarios. Plus
they give me nightmares.? ?In all honesty I?ve thought about writing erotica or porn
books, just for the commercial value to make money, but
always seem to be lacking a central plot to link the characters.?
So he had seen all her books. ?I can see a plot developing
for a novel. A beautiful redhead lives in the basement apartment,
with the transient novelist who borrows his friend?s apartment
for a few weeks to scout out locations in Boston to include
in his novel. The writer gets invited to a romantic dinner,
lusts after the beautiful host, makes mad passionate love
to her, and then he leaves for Atlanta in the morning.?
Well here it was the real thing, how much more sexual innuendo
could she add to her thoughts? There was a complete stillness
in the air as Sally watched Bruce and waited for his response.
This is it, sex with the casual stranger, no regrets, and
no commitments. Bruce walked over to Sally and reached out to her, his kiss
was exciting and full of passion. Sally embraced him responding
with her own passion. If Alex couldn?t be here tonight when
she needed him, Bruce would do, and how he would do. Bruce pushed Sally back onto the sofa, and started to peel
off her new T-shirt she had changed into. He unclasped her
bra and let her breasts be released from their confining
binding. Then he reached down and started to suck on each
nipple alternating back and forth. Gently biting and stroking
the underside on each breast. She could feel the heat building
down below and knew that it was a matter of time before he
reached cunt. Bruce kissed her neck and Sally remembered
that she had food on the stove cooking. She pushed Bruce
back a little bit and said ?we have to stop to eat.? With that cue, Bruce pulled off Sally?s slacks and then
her panties. She wanted to resist him and to run into the
kitchen to shut everything off. But Bruce started to remove
his polo shirt and pants. He had on no underwear. Oh my gawd
she exclaimed to herself, he was so erect and hard. Bruce
knelt in front of her and parted her legs. Sally willingly
complied as he buried his face into her crotch. He started
to lick her clit and to insert a finger into her very wet vagina.
Sally could feel herself stirring, this is it I?m cumming,
she wanted to scream, she couldn?t believe how fast she
came it was never like this with Alex. Alex rarely went down
on her. She couldn?t believe the new sensations she was
feeling. His finger touched an area in her where she felt
the equivalent of a shock of electricity right inside her.
He was rubbing something that really excited her, here
it was, she was cumming again. She never let Alex stick his
fingers inside her vagina, so why did she let this stranger
do so whom she had only seen passing in the hall or a hello
on the stairs as he walked in and she walked out. Just politeness
and casual niceties on those exchanges and now here he was
with his face buried in her pelvic area sticking his finger
where only hers or her vibrator had gone before. Bruce then shocked her again he took the index finger of
his other hand and started to use his fingernail to scratch
around the outer lips protecting her anus. Oh my gawd, this
time she screamed, what was he doing to her, probing two
sensitive areas at once and licking her clit at the same
time. His licking matched her pace as her hips began an involuntary
rhythmic up and down pattern of their own. She arched her
back so she could let him have better access to all of her.
She came again; this time was even more intense than the
others were. In less than ten minutes Bruce had her cumming
repeatedly, and she never knew she was multi-orgasmic.
Alex had never brought her to these heights, how did Bruce
know her body and how she would respond to his touch better
than what she knew about her own body. Bruce then laid her lengthwise on the sofa. Still kneeling
he brought his mouth full of her juices to hers. So this is
what I taste like she thought, salty, musky in odor, and
the odor did not repulse her. Alex had never wanted to go
down on her because he said he didn?t like the ?stench.?
Sometimes his comments made her feel dirty. Now here was Bruce sharing her own liquids with her. As he
continued to kiss her, his fingers still stroking her clit,
totally swollen now, and once again it happened, she erupted.
Bruce reached into his pants and pulled out a condom. Sally
knew now it was time for the penetration. He moved Sally
aside and sat on the sofa. Then he pulled her onto his lap
with her knees astride his hips. He continued to kiss her
passionately while he positioned her onto his rock hard
penis. Yikes, she could feel his dick against the back of
her vaginal wall. How could this be as he wasn?t as big as
Alex, and this was a spot that Alex had never penetrated
to. But it felt good. She commented on the vaginal contact,
and he said it was a Kama Sutra position he?d learned. Oh yeah, she had the Kama Sutra among her books but Alex had
never been willing to try anything other than the good old
missionary position. Her on the bottom and him always on
top. Now here was this aspiring novelist paying attention
to her needs, her wants first, before his own. He massaged
her nipples while he had her sway back and forth on his penis.
Ohhh, this felt so good. He was arousing so many new sensations
in her that she had never experienced before, not even from
her collection of vibrators and clitoral stimulators.
Finally, incredulous, he made her come again. She collapsed
exhausted onto his chest. Bruce continued to pump away
until he finally exploded. How could he maintain an erection
that long? Alex was in and out of her in a minute or two, and
she?d have to finish herself with the vibrator or use her
fingers. Bruce was so different, so considerate of her
needs. She clug to his neck for what seemed an eternity until the
smell of burnt food aroused her olfactory senses. She jumped
up and ran into the kitchen. ?Well dinner?s ruined, but
I think I?ve lost my appetite anyway, how about you?? ?I?ve had enough to eat already, unless you?d like to do
it again?? Sally was certain that she had to rest for a while. Wow, more
than one orgasm in the same love making session. How could
this be? She returned to the sofa and looked into Bruce?s eyes ?this
is a one timer, right?? ?Certainly, I?m leaving for Atlanta tomorrow when the
movers finish.? ?So you won?t respect me in the morning, will you??
?I certainly hope not, ? Bruce replied with a smile.
But somehow Sally knew in her heart and in her lust that thiswas the beginning of a long-term relationship.
?You do realize Sally, that I have to come to Boston oncea month to see my agent??
?Really?? Sally said surprised knowing that she didn?twant this to just be a one night stand. ?I?ll just have to
make sure I get a copy of one of your books when you come back
on your next trip.? Bruce laughed, ?you have one already.? He reached down
to the bottom shelf and took one book out from its obscured
position among large art books. He handed it to her, and
she looked at the title: ?How to Please a Woman Every time?
by Bruce Flowers. She never did ask him what his last name
was. ?Would you like it autographed?? He laughed.
Sally smiled to herself, ?I should have known.?
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