1. New to the Neighborhood


    Date: 8/22/2016, Categories: Mature, Author: Gardez, Rating: 11, Source: LushStories

    the door. I suddenly stopped just before I hit the ground floor, and thought about that woman who came by earlier, the shapeless woman named Jane. Turning around, I went back up the half flight stairs, knocked on her door and lo and behold Jane opened the door. Grabbing my hand, she asked me to get in quickly and quickly closed the door. Quickly my mind went back to my penthouse forum fantasy. Will we just get naked here in the foyer? Do we drop trow or is there some other protocol? Why else does she touch me and pull me into her place? Why be a gentleman, if the lady insists this is not the time? How does a gentleman handle this situation? I quickly shook non gentleman thoughts out of my mind as she began to tell me about her ferret running around the apartment. She was wearing an old thin t shirt that was barely big enough to be a night shirt. I could tell that she was braless by the way the shirt clings to the tops of her shoulders, but the light did not illuminate the room enough to see through that shirt. The shirt rode up when she leaned forward to shut the door, allowing me to be looking at her ass, yet I saw no shorts under it, and her pale lightly freckled legs looked fantastic. I realized I was still brain damaged as she had not let go of my hand. The touch was not electric, but it was close. I was tongue tied and speechless. Obviously a perfect gentleman Letting go of my hand she walked to the kitchen to grab me an egg. Having the personality of a rock, I ...
    continued my fourteen year virgin diatribe which means I did not say much. I did thank her for the egg and she shooed me out the door. My mind was swirling. Did her ass jiggle as she walked to the kitchen? Did I see her nipples through the shirt? Was she buck naked or did she have on panties? I had no idea; heck I do not remember mentioning an egg. I was just massively clueless. With a clogged and befuddled head, I walked up the flight of stairs to my apartment. Without realizing it, my mind betrayed its subconscious workings, for as I was opening the front door my dick rose in my pants. This cat and mouse situation continued for the next six months though the fall into winter. We would occasionally pass each other on the stairs saying hello or one of us would borrow a pantry item. Slowly I became a bit less tongue tied as the spring heated up the outside. The only non-routine event in those six months occurred when I passed her on Halloween. Jane was walking down that flight of stairs, leaving our building to go a party. I was coming back from the office. She had on a witches costume and a plunging neckline. This was the first time I could see her body shape, her breasts where small maybe a B cup, but they did a wonderful job of filling out the costume. By late winter, the outside temperatures started to warm up; however, so I too was warming up particularly when I realized I had a schoolboy crush on Jane. All in all; the entire crush was pretty innocent and I did not think much of ...
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