My Neighbors 2

That night had ended with Vikki and I passed out in my basement, exhausted beyond belief. However, that hadn’t stopped her from leaving sometime in the night to sneak home. She had left a note apologizing for leaving without waking me and explained that it was all part of her little scheme. Her scheme called for me to sleep with both her, and her mother, without Mrs. Fletcher finding out about Vikki and I. It made my head spin a little bit. So, I tried not to think about it whenever possible.

We’d given up trying to watch the movie. Just as we’d start to settle down and enjoy it, we would get ‘distracted’. This first of these ‘distractions’, was when I couldn’t tear my eyes away from her still bare crotch. My body had reacted accordingly, which, in my state of nakedness, was quite noticeable. She of course, noticed, and I nearly ended up in a sexual coma while she gloated, still fully charged and ready for more. But I digress.

The next morning I awoke feeling slightly stiff and in need of some energy. I changed, used the exercise equipment we had in the basement and considered either going for a run or heading to the gym for more. Dismissing both ideas, I showered and changed. Today was my ‘off’ day. Every other day I went over to the Fletcher’s to work. The days in between were mine, though if I had plans, Mrs. Fletcher would let me skip a ‘work’ day. I looked at the clock. By now, Vikki would be at work and Mrs. Fletcher would be puttering around the house.

Try as I might I just couldn’t keep Vikki out of my head. Everything she had said, the way we had kissed, the way we had touched. I couldn’t stop thinking about it. It was blissful. And that’s how I came to my decision as to what to do on my off day today. I cleaned myself up and grabbed up my keys and cell phone. I walked out to my car, a beat up Taurus. It was nothing compared to Vikki’s car, and wasn’t meant to last more than a few years, as freshmen weren’t allowed to bring their cars next year. I tried to keep it in good shape, but just couldn’t quite manage it.

Pulling out of the driveway, I headed for the highway, exiting a short time later. Now it was a red light filled drive through the shopping area of town, baking under the summer sun in a car with no air conditioning. Though, there was a nice breeze coming off the ocean that helped keep me cool. Did I mention we lived on the coast? Well, we did. An eternity later (damned red lights) and I was pulling into my destination.

I parked and shut off the car. Surreptitiously, and with plenty of furtive glances, I checked myself. I wasn’t sweating too badly from the car ride, and I used a superb deodorant so I smelled ‘spring time fresh’. I got out and locked the car, turning to stride into the Smokey Bones bar and grill.

The hostess recognized me from school and summoned a perky smile, “Hi Robbie.”

“Afternoon Maya,” I replied, leaning over her desk and making a vague waving motion with my hand while giving her my most flirtatious smile, “you’ll seat me by the windows.” Maya was the hottest nerd I’ve ever seen. She possessed a genius I.Q. and was obsessed with everything science fiction. She was trim, short, had short, red dyed hair that she spiked up, and wore a pair of thick framed glasses like she was made for them. The image of the sexy librarian came to mind when you looked at her. And if by some cruel twist of fate, she was unobtainable. If she didn’t play for the other team so to speak, I would have been all over her. Of course that didn’t stop me from hitting on her.

“Your mind tricks won’t work on me, Jedi scum,” she said, unable to stop a pleased little smile that I knew about her favorite sci-fi theme.

“Still, you’ll seat me by the windows,” I grinned, waving my hand again.

She rolled her eyes, “Only if you stop hitting on me.”

“You drive a hard bargain Padawan,” I paused as if considering it, “deal.”

“God, you’re weird,” she said only loud enough for me to hear, as she used a wax pencil to cross of a seat by the windows on her chart and grab a menu.

“I’m weird? What was it you dressed up as for the Halloween dance?”

“I was a Twi’lek,” she said defensively. I gave her a ‘my-point-exactly’ kind of look and immediately regretted it as she frowned, hurt. I dropped it; I liked her and didn’t enjoy it when my harmless ribbing went too far.

Instead, I focused on just how sexy she looked in the unofficial uniform of Smokey Bones. Tight, oh-so-tight jeans and a tight black collared t-shirt completed the ensemble. Of course her girl senses alerted her to my scrutiny, and just to twist the knife, she put a little extra wiggle into her hips.

“You’re the devil in disguise Maya,” I said as she sat me.

“Pfft,” she snorted, eying me derisively, “which head thinks that?” With that, she turned on her heel and marched back to the front desk and a family that had just walked in.

“Ouch,” I said to myself, watching her go. I had just pulled my attention back to my surroundings and nearly had a heart attack as I realized Vikki was standing a few feet to my right.

“Holy crap!” I squeaked, actually scared.

“That’s right ‘holy crap’,” she said quietly, her voice dangerously soft. “Don’t think that because Maya is gay, that you flirting with her means anything less to me. And it doesn’t help your case that she’s prettier than me.”

“Vikki, she’s not…”

“Bup, bup!” she cut me off, “Don’t even try.”

“But…”

She gave me a warning look and I hung my head, suitably chastised.

Smiling, she reached out and touched my arm reassuringly. I guess she thought she had hurt my feelings or something.

“I suppose I should have been prepared for this,” she started, drawing a confused look from me, “my boyfriend is a whore after all.”

I pouted, that was not what I had expected her to say.

“Awww,” she said like only a girl could, “but at least you my whore. That makes you special.”

“So I’m a special whore,” I mumbled, reaching out and pulling her into my lap.

She sighed, looking around to make sure no one was looking, she said “Yes. Now, what are you doing here?”

“I’m hungry.” She rolled her eyes. “And I thought I might harass the staff a little bit.” She jumped as she suddenly felt my hand between her legs. She was still a little sore from last night I think, or I had just startled her.

“Ooh, um, how sweet of you to think of me like that,” she said quietly, swallowing hard to clear the sudden unwanted thoughts that popped into her head at my touch.

She carefully reached down and pulled my hand away, “Robbie, not now. I still have two hours on my shift and I can’t be thinking about you the entire time.”

She climbed out of my lap and fixed herself as I asked, “Why not?”

“I’m not answering that here. Now order something or I’ll get in trouble for standing over here talking the whole time.”

I sighed dejectedly and ordered a pulled pork sandwich with a coke. She wrote it down and took my menu, hesitating as she was about to leave before leaning down and kissing me hard, pushing me back into the booth. With a pleased little giggle, she pulled away and skipped off to the ordering station, leaving me wondering just what the hell had happened.

Despite the lack of a crowd when I arrived, it picked up considerably as soon as she left my side. She didn’t have any time to spare on me, rushing around taking orders and delivering food. She managed to sneak me a kiss as she brought my order, but that was about it until she brought my check.

“Are you gonna hang out with me when I get back?” she purred as she handed me the check.

“Define hang out,” I said coyly.

She didn’t answer, just gave me a look that said ‘you know what I mean’.

I grinned, “Whatever you want, babydoll.” She thrilled at the new pet name and her mind flashed to whatever fantasy was in her head at the moment. The look on her face said it all; she was going to go insane waiting for her shift to end. I made sure to give her a big tip and stood up, pulling her into a tight hug and kissing her cheek. She staggered back slightly after I let her go, her movements uncoordinated and her mind clearly filled with thoughts of what was to come.

“No bye bye, Robbie?” I said, feigning a hurt tone.

“Bye bye, Robbie,” she repeated absentmindedly. Smiling to myself, I discreetly smacked her supple rear and made my way to the door.

“See you around Maya,” I smiled, wiggling my fingers in a wave.

She growled something at my back as I left, but nothing I could understand. Shaking my head, I nearly skipped back to my car, and got in. It would be two hours before she got off work, so I had time to burn. The mall was right down the street, so I decided to head down there.

I walked around; window shopped, walked around some more, and bought this teeny tiny shirt for Vikki. I met up with some friends that were doing much the same thing, just walking around wasting time. So, it ended up being a few hours before I realized what I was supposed to be doing. I excused myself, told them I’d call later, and left.

My car was an oven driving home, and by the time I walked through the front door I was sweating like a (insert crude stereotype) and in desperate need of a shower. Driving by, I had noticed Vikki’s car was in her driveway, but it was as I got out of the shower that I realized she wasn’t home, she was here! Vikki wore this very distinct perfume, an incredibly subtle scent that I would recognize anywhere. I can’t even begin to describe what it smelled like, and she acted like it was a state secret so I assumed I would never find out.

So, brow furrowed in concern, I walked into my room and nearly tripped over a pile of clothes. I sighed, somewhere, in my house, was my naked seventeen year old girlfriend.

“Vikki?” I called out.

“What?” she said from directly behind me, almost literally scaring the piss out of me.

“Sweet paraplegic Jesus!” I nearly screamed, turning around to find her standing there, naked, eating out of a snack sized bag of popcorn.

“That’s not very nice,” she tutted calmly, unperturbed by my outburst and stuffing another handful of popcorn into her mouth.

Hand clutching at my heart, I gaped at her until she gave me a big lopsided grin. However, her eyes were inevitably drawn to the shopping bag I still managed to hold onto.

Her feminine eyes recognized the label, “What did you get me?”

“Who says I got you anything?” I retorted, finally managing to get myself under control.

“You don’t shop there,” she pointed out.

Feigning reluctance, I handed her the bag. “Smartass,” I muttered as she squealed girlishly, seizing her present. Mind you, she’s still naked. She handed me the popcorn and dug into the bag, pulling out the shirt.

“Oo, sexy,” she purred, struggling into it. I had sized her just a little too small apparently, because it fit her like a second skin, though she didn’t seem to mind. It wasn’t a normal shirt, just barely covering her breasts, and left the rest of her torso bare. It took a moment, but her nipples, constricted as they were, hardened and strained against the fabric. Maybe it was the fact that she was naked, maybe it was the fact that there was a good chance we were going to fool around, and maybe it was the way the shirt fit her, but my shorts had shrunken considerably by now.

She took the popcorn from me and sauntered over to my bed. Sitting on the edge, she looked up at me with a wry little smile and patted the bed next to her.

“Why did you take so long?” she asked innocently, giving me doe eyes.

The question flew over my head for a moment before I remembered she had been here for an hour or so waiting for me.

“Oh, I’m sorry about that, I sort of got lost in my head,” I said, feeling guilty under her gaze. “I hope it wasn’t too painful for you.”

“Painful? No, not painful, it felt kinda good actually.”

“What?”

“You didn’t expect me to sit around your house waiting for you without entertaining myself in some way, did you?”

“So what, you watched a movie?” I asked, knowing full well she did no such thing.

“No, baby,” she grinned.

This was fun, so I decided to keep it up, “Well, then what did you do for an hour?”

She played along, “What would you have done if you’re boyfriend showed up at work and made you so horny you could barely stand. Then, as a added bonus, when you got off work you rushed to his house to surprise him and then ended up waiting an hour for him to come home, all the while you’re…” she couldn’t seem to come up with the word she wanted but I knew what she meant.

“Well, if my boyfriend did that,” I said as she snickered despite herself, “I’d probably beat his ass.”

“Really?” she giggled.

I nodded my head sagely.

“Ok then,” she said, finishing off her popcorn and carefully placing on the floor. She took a deep breath and turned to me, making sure to catch my eye.

I barely had time to yelp in surprise as she launched herself at me. Determined as she might have been, she was too small to get any sort of edge on me. I caught her and threw her further onto my bed, following soon after and trapping her body under my own.

“I’m sorry babydoll, really I am,” I breathed in her ear, pressing my body against her. Her legs wrapped themselves around my waist and she looped her arms around my neck.

“Don’t do it again,” she gasped, feeling my trapped cock push against her crotch. By way of response, I kissed her hard, breaking away with an explosion of breath and attacking her neck with similar passion.

“Uhhn, Robbie,” her voice took on a thick quality as her body revved up all over again. She held my head tightly to her neck and moaned as I switched to her ear, nibbling on the delicate piece of flesh and cartilage. All at once, I pulled away from her face and sat up straight on my knees, her legs still tightly wrapped around my waist. She collapsed back panting with the exception of her legs, and gave me the most lustful, pleading look she could muster, drawing me back to her with her eyes. Grinning, I ripped off my shirt and went back in, assaulting the other side of her neck and face.

Using her legs, she pulled her lower body up into my stomach, grinding her crotch against my abs. “Horny little devil,” I whispered. She grinned drunkenly and kissed me full on the lips, worming her tongue into my mouth.

She groaned, “Yes, baby, I’m so fucking horny. I want you in me.” She reached down and shoved her hands into my pants, pushing them down.

“God, it’s so hot when you talk like that,” I sighed, kissing her again and pushing my hips back against her, jabbing my cock into her butt cheek. As soon as she felt that, her legs fell away and she pushed her body down, lining up her pussy with my dick.