Neighbour asks a special favour

It was another sweltering hot day as it had been for a few weeks, a Saturday afternoon and I’d been out tanning in the park for a few hours. I headed home as was hungry and wanted to have a cycle in the late afternoon when it was a little cooler.

As I got home I heard chatting, from across the street and noticed my opposite neighbour was out on her balcony having lunch with a friend about the same age. I’d sometimes seen her coming and going, a woman a couple of years older than me, maybe late thirties, quite attractive and certainly with a body that looked younger and fitter than that. I’d often looked down from my 3rd floor window into her 2nd floor flat and wondered if I’d catch a glimpse of her in her undies or naked but sadly never did.

I went in the flat and had a bite to eat and a shower to cool down. With the heat being tiring, I then had a little nap on the sofa. Waking up about an hour later with a stiff cock flat against my tummy, telling me how horny I was. I was pretty aware of that fact anyway as it was a few weeks since I’d broken up with my girlfriend and I definitely needed a fuck.

On getting up I made a cold drink and got myself dressed for a cycle… Cycling shorts, with shorts on top and that was about all, as it was too hot for a shirt.

As I got home after about an hour, it felt like the bike needed a bit of maintenance.  I decided I would do that before putting the bike away as I was already dirty and sweaty and needed a shower.

I got a few tools out and tweaked a few things and cleaned & oiled the bike which took about 15 minutes. All the while I could hear faint conversation from the opposite balcony and hear chinking of wine glasses and the occasional girly laugh. I glanced up a couple of times and noticed them both glancing across at me, wine glasses in hand and muttering inaudibly, followed by more stifled laughs.

I was literally running with sweat after my cycle and could still smell remains of tanning oil on my skin. I was also smeared with bike oil on my hands and arms.

Finishing up, I locked my bike away in the garage and went upstairs. Immediately took off my socks, and sweaty cycling shorts, and threw them in the washing machine. I quickly drank down a cold pint of water and was thinking about getting in the shower when there was a knock at the door. I expected it could only be my nextdoor neighbour, I threw on a pair of loose shorts and checked through the peep hole. I wasn’t 100% but pretty sure it was my opposite neighbour. As she knocked again and stepped back I could see her turquoise dress, I could see it was definitely her. I was surprised to see her there as we had never even met, but it was so hot I decided not to grab a shirt, and opened the door.

“Hello” she said. She looked slightly surprised as she looked at me, as if she expected me to be showered and fully dressed in the 2 minutes since she’d seen me come in the door.

“Hi” I said, opening the door wider.

“I’m Susie, I live opposite at no.2. Sorry to bother you”

“no that’s fine” I said, “I’m Tom” shaking her hand. “Sorry, I’m all hot & sweaty, I’ve just been out cycling” knowing full well she was well aware of that.

“oh yeah… I saw you out the front” she replied, casting her eye down my chest and stomach. ” actually I came over to ask you a favour…”

“oh, okay… Umm well come in” I moved to the side to let her in.

As she came past me there was a definite whiff of wine.

“you’re obviously good with your hands” she said almost under her breath in a way slightly tipsy people do. Having heard that, I figured she was going to ask me to fix her bike or something similar, maybe something at her place. I’d never seen a guy in the flat so thought she lived alone.

I followed her into the lounge and got a good eyeful of her bum in her tight dress. Seeing her up close she wasn’t quite as nice looking as she might have seemed from across the street but her body was even better. Maybe an inch taller than me at about 5’9 she was slim and athletic, like a lot of women who are single at about her age.

After a second or 2 glancing around she turned to face me and I thought ‘nothing to lose’ I shamelessly flicked my eyes down her body as I asked her ” so what can I help you with..?”

“ah, well it’s not strictly for me actually…” she smirked a little. She walked to my kitchen window and waved down at her friend who was still sat on the balcony playing with her phone. I could see her friend wasn’t looking up but she clarified… “that’s Louise, my best friend, down there drowning her sorrows”.

“Ah right… Is she okay? What’s happened?”

“Well, she’ll be fine… Just man trouble. She’s just recently split up with her boyfriend, so I’m being a good friend and feeding her wine and telling her she doesn’t need him”.

“Ah I see….that’s shit for her” I tried to sympathise, but mainly just wondering what she was doing in my flat blabbering on about her friend’s troubles if she wanted me to fix her bike or something.

” yeah you know, one of those things…she’s down in the dumps about it, moaning she hasn’t had sex in a month and blah blah…”

She rolled her eyes jokingly. I wondered how much she’d had to drink and if she often knocked on people’s doors and talked so openly about her friends’ sex life. Not that it bothered me.

“hah well yeah…that’s no good is it?” I replied, a bit surprised by how forward she was. I was still sweltering hot and I could feel my fresh sweat running down my chest and down my sides from my armpits, and my balls and my dick were properly wet and hanging loose in the heat. I was wishing I’d had time for a shower before opening the door and hoping I didn’t smell.

But on the other hand, I was in very good shape from exercising a lot and I was pumped from my cycle so I didn’t care too much, I thought I’d let her enjoy the view rather than find a tshirt to put on while we were talking.

“well, this is where you come in” she said.  ” since we’re friends now I wanted to ask if you could , y’know, help her out”.

I wasn’t sure if she meant what she was implying, but in the 2 minutes I’d known this woman it was clear she said what she meant without too much worry. Or maybe it was wine talking.

“Okaayyy…” I said with a smirk. “you’re saying you want me to…?”

“well look… She’s my mate and I want her to see what she’s been missing for the last couple of years. She’s always saying her ex boyfriend was the best sex she’s had, but she’s only been with three guys so to be honest she’s not got much to compare to. I always thought he seemed a bit soppy so I doubt she was really getting what she needed.”

She looked me down to my shorts and back up my abs and chest with a lusty gaze and pursed her lips.

“and you look like the kind of guy who can give her a proper fuck for once. You know, with your muscles and… stuff”.

She stepped towards me, still looking down at my abs and shorts. She was in touching distance now and I could smell the wine again as she reached out and ran her fingers down my hairy chest and across my abs to my belly button which was wet with sweat.

“well, shit, this isn’t your every day kind of request” I said. Her fingers on my tummy and playing with my belt buckle had got my cock twitching in my shorts and she could clearly see the outline of my cock head as it swelled to a semi, as I had no underwear on.

“does your friend know what you’re asking me?”

“yeah of course she knows” she replied, with one hand up on my chest now and the other hooked in the pocket of my shorts, keeping me close.

“okay, and does she want…”

“look, she doesn’t get a say. She’s been banging on about no sex for weeks and how she’ll never find anyone as good as her ex, which is a load of old nonsense. She knows deep down she just needs a good sorting out and shell be back on course. And you’re the man for the job. So, you’re gonna help me out?”

I was still taken aback and I guess, undecided. Was it some kind of wind-up? It seemed too good to be true. It definitely wasn’t every day your new neighbour asks you to go and give her best friend a good seeing to.

“well look, I need to have a shower and sort myself out” I said, without actually answering her request. I guess I was stalling for time, maybe a few minutes in the shower would help me get my head around what was going on. But by the time I’d finished my sentence she was shaking her head decidedly, and cut me off.

” uh-uh, nope. You’re fine as you are. She needs a real man…muscles, sweat, the whole lot”.

She moved her hand from my chest and grabbed and squeezed my bicep and brought the other hand up from my shorts to run it down my chest and abs again, but this time not stopping at my belt buckle. She continued down to my shorts where she placed her hand over my dick which was still twitching and stiffened against her hand as she squeezed lightly.

“mmmm, you’re definitely the right man for the job” she smiled at me. I smiled back as I pushed my hips forward into her hand to increase the pressure between us. “let me just double-check before I drag you all the way over the road” she said cheekily as she brought both hands down to my shorts and started to unbuckle the belt. I looked down and couldn’t really believe what was happening. Here was an almost-stranger in my flat, asking me to go over the road and fuck her friend, and she was about to have a sneak preview of my cock for her own amusement.

I wasn’t going to stop her, and I was transfixed as I looked down. she’d opened my shorts and was sliding my zip down and peeling back each side of my light brown cargo shorts, exposing my sweaty matted pubic hair and the base of my cock.

She slid down to her knees and fixed her gaze on my manhood as she slid my shorts down a little further which took them past the natural ledge of my dick head. They tumbled to the floor as my semi-stiff cock reared upwards, to just below horizontal, and bounced off the end of Susie’s nose which made her giggle as she pulled back to get a clearer view.

I was a little self-conscious of how sweaty my balls were and wished again I’d had that shower.

However, Susie didn’t flinch atall, and she took my cock in her hand for the first time with an overhand grip, tugging it downwards slightly towards her face, examining my length and squeezing and tugging it back and forth a few times.

“Mmm very good…nice dick” she said with a grin, still her hand wrapped tight around my dick and looking up at me. I didn’t say anything, partly as my brain was still computing what was happening, and partly because my mouth was watering so much from how horny Iwas. I swallowed hard and just managed a smile as I looked down at her.

With her spare left hand she reached up again and ran it down from my chest down my ribbed stomach muscles and into my pubic hair which was long as my ex girlfriend liked me unshaven and not trimmed. The hair was dark and thick and wet with sweat, and she ran her fingers into its thickness and pushed against my pubic bone.

I was really hoping her next move was to swallow my dick into her mouth, but instead she switched to an under hand grip and cupped my penis that way. She leaned forward but she was too high to be aiming to suck the head of my cock. Instead she leaned further in and extended her tongue out towards my bushy pubes.

I was transfixed as I’d never really had a girl specifically do that before, and I watched as close as I could as she ran her tongue into my curly pubic hair, swirling it around and licking and flicking at it, pushing hard into my pubic bone as she lapped at it. It seemed she was trying to taste my fresh cock sweat and if I was self conscious about it before, I quickly forgot that as it seemed to be driving her wild. My hairs became more matted and sopping wet with her spit, and she alternated between swirling her tongue into my thick hairy bush, and running it down my sweaty cock, just the first inch or so where it joined my body.

This got me rock hard so my cock was now pushing into her throat and the underside of her chin as she continued to lick and suck at my pubes.