JASMINE : Welcome to the Neighborhood

I noticed him the day he moved in. Not because I meant to. Not because I was watching.

But because he carried his own couch up two flights of stairs like it weighed nothing, jaw tight, forearms flexing, T-shirt clinging in a way that made my breath hitch before I could stop it.

I had been unlocking my door when he looked up mid-step. Our eyes met. Just for a second but it was enough to imprint him in my mind.

For the next week, I told myself I wasn’t paying attention. But I knew the rhythm of his footsteps already. Knew the sound of his laugh through the thin walls. Knew that he played music late at night jazz that bled faintly into my bedroom when everything else was quiet.

And sometimes… sometimes I’d lie awake and imagine what it would feel like to be on the other side of that wall. Close enough to touch.

I’d catch glimpses of him in the hallway. Fresh from a shower, sleeves rolled up and keys dangling from long fingers. He was always polite and always calm.

“Evening.”

“Morning.”

Short exchanges. But his eyes lingered and mine definitely did.

The night I decided to make a move, I didn’t overthink it. That’s a lie. I overthought everything. I told myself that as a realtor, it is important to welcome new tenants and let them know what I do.

The dress I wore was black, soft and fitted but not desperate. Hair down and glossed lips. I told myself it was casual. That bringing wine was neighborly. I told myself a lot of things. But the truth?

I was tired of imagining. I knocked before I could talk myself out of it.

The door opened.

And there he was.

Barefoot, grey sweatpants and dark T-shirt. A faint shadow of stubble that made him look like he had just run a hand over his jaw moments ago.

He blinked once, surprised, then recognition softened his face.

“Hey.”

His voice was deeper up close.

“I realized we never properly met,” I said, lifting the wine slightly. “I’m Maya. 4A.” A slow smile curved his mouth.

“Daniel. 4B. I was wondering when you’d stop pretending you weren’t watching me in the hallway.” Heat flooded my face.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Sure you don’t.” He stepped aside.

His apartment smelled like cedar and clean linen. Minimal furniture. Soft lighting. Music playing softly.

“You always play this?” I asked.

“Helps with settling in.”

“You planning on staying long?”

“Depends.”

“On?”

His eyes met mine.

“How welcoming the neighbors are.”

My stomach tightened.

We stood too close near the kitchen counter. Not touching. Just aware.

Painfully aware.

I handed him the bottle and our fingers brushed but he didn’t pull back immediately. Neither did I. It felt intentional.

“Be honest,” he said quietly. “Did you really come over just to introduce yourself?”

I could’ve lied. Should’ve. Instead, I took a breath.

“No.”

The air thickened.

He didn’t smirk, didn’t gloat, instead he just stepped closer, slow enough that I could step back if I wanted. I didn’t.

“I’ve been trying not to knock on your door all week,” I admitted. “Your music… the way you look at me… it’s distracting.”

His hand came to rest lightly at my waist.

“You think you’re the only one distracted?” he murmured.

I noticed that his eyes are all over my body and I asked “ are you enjoying the view?”

I saw the way his eyes filled with desire when he saw me in my black dress that was revealed after taking off my coat. I feel my cock throb in my trousers. (delete this o…see mistakes)

I sat across him on the table and we start chatting aimlessly then feeling the urge to be naughty I started to use my foot to rub up and down his leg while I stared at him seductively. I moved closer and asked “do you like my outfit?”

“It’s the best thing I have seen all year and your body makes it a magnificent view…” he groaned with frustration in his tone.

“I know how to make the view better” I said as I took of my dress off, then my bra to free my breasts with my nipples standing erect from the arousal I felt. I leaned over the table and our lips meet in a very hot kiss. He raised his hand and cupped the back of my neck pulling me closer till I am seated on the table as we continue kissing. my hand moved from his chest to his abdomen and then I slide my hand into his shorts and grabbed his throbbing cock.

He started kissing down my neck, then he grabbed my right nipple and instantly nibbled on it as I let out a gasp. it hardened even more as he continued to tease the nipple with his teeth and tongue as he played with my left nipple flicking them between his fingers .

The louder I moaned, the lower his hand moved till he reached the band of my panties and moved it to the side, then he slowly slid his finger right across my clit and between my pussy flaps and I was soaking wet at that point. He slowly slid his finger back and forth teasing my clit faster and harder as I begged him not to stop. He then added a third finger, curling then against that sensitive spot fucking me hard and fast “come for me! Show me how much you want me to fuck you” he whispered in my ear

I kept riding his finger until I let out a gasp and my body starts shaking as I came, with my pussy spasming around his fingers and juices running down my thighs.

“That was amazing baby…it’s your turn now” I drawled as I got down on my knees. I pulled down his shorts and his cock sprang free in its magnificent size and thickness. I took him in my mouth, my lips stretching wide to take it all in. One of my hands cupped his balls while the other stroked the part I couldn’t fit in. I kept going until I felt his cock harden more and he started fucking my mouth roughly then he groaned before he released inside my mouth as I swallowed it.

“That was great Maya” he spoke as he tried to catch his breathe

I laid down on the table and spread my legs showing him I was ready for him. he removed a condom from his wallet and put it on quickly. He rubbed the head of his cock against my entrance, teasing my wet slit. “Beg for it Maya” he ordered

“Please Daniel. I need to be thoroughly fucked… I need you” I begged, lost in my desire

He pressed his head firmly at my entrance, then he drove forward, sinking his 8-inch cock deep into the warm, wet and tight pussy

“Shit Daniel, you are twice the size of my husband, fuck that feels good… don’t stop now, fuck this pussy baby… it’s all yours”

We were both breathing in grunts. Squishing and slapping sounds filled the siting room as he pounded me relentlessly with his balls slapping her my ass. “This is what you wanted right?” he asked me as he pushed my hair from my face while slamming my pussy.

“ Yes! Yes! just what I wanted… as I imagined it” I moaned in response

He bent forward and rubbed my clit as he increased his pace. “Now cum for me again. Let me feel your walls clench my cock”. he said as my second orgasm hit harder than the first as I started spasming wildly and squirting my juices all over his body as I screamed.

He did not let me catch my breath from the orgasm before he carried me over to the wall and placed my back against it as he start to pound me hard and fast as I moaned uncontrollably till we both came together and he carried me back to the chair where I rested to regain myself before I snuck back to my room at midnight.