Cindy’s plan gone wrong 1

Cindy was so mad her neighbor Tom. He was being a real dick ever since she got a little tipsy and drove over his flowers last week. He said he had video and demanded she pay. Screw that and screw him. Even today, as she drove back from spin class, he stormed up to her car before it was even parked. Cindy simply didn’t care as she took extra time to get out of her car.

His words fell silent as she got out though as his eye trailed down to her 36 DD in her push-up sport’s top. As he recovered, he demanded that they sit down and talk. Cindy dropped her keys with an oop’s face. She slowly bent over giving Tom a great view of her tight ass in the spandex leggings. Tom stared so hard that it looked like he could see straight through the skintight clothing. Got him. Quickly turning around Cindy swiftly accused him of sexually harassing her and she might call the cops. Tom blustered something about he was not looking and started staring skyward. Before Tom stomped off, he said he would come over in an hour to discuss “stuff” but Cindy didn’t care. She would let him in then let him wait.

Almost an hour later, she smiled to herself and quickly strip to her birthday suit in search of a towel. The plan was simple. Invite him in, get him horny, promise him something after a shower but call the police and have his ass arrested. A couple of years in jail would fix him. Cindy found her extra small towel and looked at herself in the mirror. Holy shit, she looked like sex on a stick. Her 5 foot 6 white complexions still glistened from her morning workout. The natural 36 DD mounds popped out over the top of the towel. The roundness of her butt cheeks bounced a little as the towel failed to cover the fullness of her body. Cindy briefly considered having sex with Tom to cement any and all charges, he was not bad looking, but quickly dismissed it and knew he would be madder this way.

Cindy appeared at the door greeting Tom and just watched his brain melt. She made small talk and told him to get comfortable. Time for the big sell, Cindy said she would show him how sorry she was after a shower then bend over to pick up something imaginary then followed up with Tom should get comfortable. Cindy walked to her bedroom knowing that Tom’s entire world focused on her butt bouncing away.

In the next room, Cindy quickly turned on the shower to drown out the noise of her call. Cindy dialed 911 and was about to hit send but thought about texting a few neighbors so they could back up her story. Her phone slipped from her wet hands and slid under the heavy bedroom end bench. Well, Fuck! She could not move it so on all four she crawled under the bench. Swiping at her phone she sent it spiraling out into the open room. Now to back out and end this creep’s life… but she could not. By all means, she could take away his freedom but rather she could not back out. Her hair was latched onto the bench and was not coming out. One hand securing the towel and 20 minutes of franticly trying to free her hair with every curse and swear word she could manage she heard a knock.

Well fuck, if Tom came in, he was going to get an eyeful with her ass and pussy lips on full display but Cindy reconsidered. Tom could free her and she could go on with the plan. No one would believe him. So she screamed to Tom which came out more like a muffle.

Tom entered and quickly exclaim,” What the fuck is going on? Why are you like that? I can see your asshole and everything.”

Cindy, in a hostile tone, replied, “ What the fuck does it look like? I want you to fuck me like this? No, I am stuck.”

“You want me to call the fire department or something?” Tom replied as he quickly pulled out his phone and started to record. Opportunities only happen once in a lifetime.

Cindy became real silent feeling how close that statement was to what she was planning which made the hairs on the back of Tom’s neck prickle. Cindy knew if the police were called then she could not say he took advantage of her, plus more people would see her in this compromising position. Cindy renewed her efforts and wiggled her butt to backup which was super cute on video. Cindy finally replied with a sickly-sweet tone, “No… go get the oil in the kitchen. I think if we oil my hair, I can get free.” The change in tone made Tom even more worried as he quickly recovered the cooking oil.

As he started coming back, he stepped on a phone. Looking down he saw, 911 ready to send.