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Good walls make good neighbors, Part 1

Date: 11/6/2014, Categories: Voyeur, Author: SirSpewalot, Rating: 20, Source: LushStories

room, I saw a pretty woman about my age with creamy white skin and waist-length chestnut hair closing the mailbox next to mine. I automatically blushed. She passed me and stood idly at the door as she glanced through her letters, and when she saw me put my key in my mailbox door she smiled and walked out. I retrieved my mail and walked back to my apartment ten yards behind a familiar cascade of glossy chestnut hair, and when I turned the corner to my row of apartments I saw she was standing at the door just past mine. I swallowed and breathed in as she smiled and blushed, and when I reached my doorstep she said, "Hi." "Hi." "So...you're my new neighbor." "Not that new." "Yeah." After a pause she wiped her palm and held out her hand, "I'm Angela." I introduced myself and said it was a pleasure to meet her. She smiled and said, "You too." She then opened her door, stepped inside, and waved bye, and I said bye and smiled back at her. She had smiling blue eyes, round cheeks, full lips, a thick neck, and deep cleavage showing at the top of a low-cut light green sweater blouse that I had glanced at (I hoped) fairly surreptitiously, though a wicked knowing glint to her smile when I looked back up seemed evidence I had been all too obvious. While I was strongly tempted to go upstairs and drain myself repeatedly in my mind's eye all over her neck and cleavage as she smiled up wickedly at me, I had errands to run. I spent the rest of the day in a frenzy of excitement and came home ... walking gingerly with blue balls. As I walked up to my door I thought I saw her window shade flicker open and shut, but feeling it best not to assume anything I went inside and read until an early bedtime. As I lay down I heard the door of the bedroom next door open, and I sat up and knelt on my bed with my left hand supporting me on the wall separating us. I jerked off vigorously. My bed rocked with loud squeaks for about thirty seconds and I moaned loudly at the end, spraying the wall with a day's heavy load as if it were her belly, and as I looked around for my shirt to wipe it up I heard a chuckle on the other side of the wall. I lay back down and heard a chair squeak far from the wall. I closed my eyes and imagined her above me and pulled off twice more in ten minutes, finally relieving the pressure in my swollen balls, and at the end I thought I heard her chair squeak and a low moan escape her lips, but I simply wiped up and rolled over to sleep in a bit of disgust with the whole situation. This mood continued the next couple of days, to the point that I slept on the couch one night and simply went to sleep the next. The night after that we returned to our mutual squeaks and moans and on occasion smiled at each other in the mailbox room. A month later a fellow I had worked with at the convenience store invited me to a Halloween party. I dressed casually and towards the end of the evening started chatting with a stunning blonde, Kate, in her late 30s. "And what are you ...