The Adult next door
The Adult next door
Sex Story Author: | Miss V |
Sex Story Excerpt: | She sprayed perfume, grabbed a bag and headed for the kitchen, “Would you like to eat or drink something before |
Sex Story Category: | Consensual Sex |
Sex Story Tags: | Consensual Sex, Male / Older Female, Older Female / Males, True Story |
The Adults Next Door ©
By Miss V
Part One
She sensed him first when she was running her bath. The hairs on the back of her neck stood up and her stomach dived to her feet and rose again. She heard him coming up the communal stairs, even though his step was light. She crept quietly to the front door and looked through the spyhole and watched as he reached the top. He looked towards her door and stood for a moment, then moved as if he would knock, but then turned, walked to his door and put his key in. As he opened it, he looked behind him again and in what he thought was the privacy of his doorway, put his hand on his cock and rubbed it a little. Then he went inside and closed the door.
She moaned softly in frustration, cupped her pussy and emulated his hand action. She imagined him pushing her up against the door and pushing her thongs aside to slide his fingers in. Walking to her bath, she ran her fingers through the water and getting the right temperature, slid into the water slowly. She cleaned herself, then ran her hands over her breasts and played with her clit a little bit, feeling the sensation rise pleasurably. She wondered if he was in his bathroom playing with himself too, or if he was working out. Since both of them had left their respective childhood homes, their paths hadn’t crossed much. They were in different parts of the world, both with work & education and neither of them came home often. Which was why seeing him – after a few years had passed – shocked her to her core, literally. Her pussy had been buzzing for over a year whenever she thought of him, wondering if they would be in the same place at the same time, awaiting this particular moment.
The knock on her front door brought her out of her daydreaming with a start. She rose from the hot water, wrapped a towel round her and walked to the door. She didn’t need to look through the spyhole to know who it was. As she opened the door, he stepped back and breathed in her scent, fresh from the bath. His eyes slid down her body, still wet and lingered on the top of the short towel which barely covered her breasts and showed off her curvy legs . He managed to keep his voice steady even though the sight of her thighs made him want to throw her down. “Hey, how you doing? I uh, wanted to see if you were home because I’m going out and as I haven’t seen you in a while, I thought it would be nice if you could join me? I know you aren’t back for long.”
She smiled up at him, the dimple in her cheeks sending his pulse racing again. “I don’t think you are either, are you?” She said. “You are only back for a week or so?…”
“Correct. I’m on spring break.” He replied easily, marvelling how she knew this, as they didn’t really speak apart from the odd facebook message. “Come on in, I’d love to join you, but you might have to wait half an hour whilst I get ready, is that ok?” “Anything you would like me to do is ok” He replied.
She looked at him with lust sodden eyes, hair – and pussy – dripping wet and stepped aside to let him in. She noticed his erection, because she couldn’t miss it. He was not a small boy in any way, not in build, or in cock size. She wondered for the thousandth time what it would taste like in her mouth and licked her lips subconsciously. He saw her do it and as he stepped past, he bent his head and kissed her cheek, deliberately missing her mouth. “Good to see you” he said in a voice that was made for late night porn. She shivered slightly and parted her lips again, but let him pass.
He sat on the couch and watched her back retreat to the bathroom.
God she had a nice ass. And nice legs. And nice tits too to be honest. His cock stirred in his pants again and he wondered if he would be able to hold his self control. They had flirted plenty over the last couple of years and he knew she fancied him, just as he did her, but he always wondered if he should take it there. Well, he was going to find out coz he was horny as hell and he wanted her. Badly.
Part Two
20 minutes later she had slipped on a pair of red jeans and a shirt, had tied her hair in a knot and had minimal make up on.
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