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The Abandoned Lighthouse IV
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2026-10-31 22:37:04
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One Night With My Neighbor Inside the Bar V
Weeks passed. The locked-door meetings became a rhythm neither of them questioned. Sometimes it was the office after hours, sometimes her apartment, once the same hotel bar where it had started, closed, lights low, her bent over the polished wood while he took her from behind with the same focused intensity that had undone her the first night. The jealousy that had once burned so hot faded into something quieter. The other woman never appeared again. Rebecca never asked. She simply took what she wanted and gave what she chose, and he met her every time with the same unflinching attention.It was on a Thursday evening, rain streaking the windows of his office the way it had that first night, that something shifted.Rebecca had arrived later than usual, still in her work clothes, hair coming loose from its clip. She locked the door out of habit, turned, and found him already watching her from the chair behind the desk. No whiskey glass. No loosened tie. Just him, still and quiet in a
One Night With My Neighbor Inside the Bar IV
Rebecca spent the entire next day in a state of low, simmering heat.Every time she moved behind the bar she felt the residual tenderness between her legs from the night before, the way she had taken him, used him, left him spent in that leather chair. The memory kept her wet. By late afternoon she had already slipped into the staff bathroom twice just to press two fingers inside herself and chase a quick, quiet orgasm with his name unspoken on her tongue. It never fully satisfied. It only sharpened the edge.She left the hotel the moment her shift ended, changed in the back into the black lace set she had chosen deliberately, sheer bra that barely contained her, matching thong already damp, and a short, structured dress that ended mid-thigh. No stockings this time. She wanted nothing between his mouth and her skin.The office building was quiet again. The elevator ride felt endless. When she reached his floor the frosted door was already unlocked. She pushed it open without knocking
One Night With My Neighbor Inside the Bar III
Elena woke the next morning still tasting the stranger on her tongue.The ache between her legs was deeper this time, pleasant, thorough, the kind that made her squeeze her thighs together under the sheets just to feel the residual tenderness. She had showered the night before, but the memory of being bent over that hotel bed and fucked until she forgot the other woman’s hand on *him* lingered like a brand. It had worked. For a few hours the jealousy had been drowned in sensation.By noon it was back.She spent the afternoon restless at the bar, polishing the same glasses twice, watching the door every time it opened. He didn’t come. The stool third from the end stayed empty. At five she clocked out early, changed in the staff bathroom into the same black lace and pencil skirt she had worn the day before, and took a cab straight to his building.This time the frosted door was locked.She knocked once. Footsteps. The lock turned. He opened it himself, tie gone, shirt open at the throa
One Night With My Neighbor Inside the Bar II
Rebecca spent the entire next day restless.She had dressed carefully, black lace beneath a tailored blouse and a pencil skirt that hugged her hips, the same stockings from the night before still carrying the faint scent of him. She told herself she was only going to drop off a bottle of the whiskey he’d been drinking, a thin excuse to see if the promise he’d made against her car still held. After hours. Locked door. On her knees.The office building was quiet when she arrived just past seven. The elevators hummed empty. She found his floor, walked the carpeted hallway on heels that clicked too loudly, and stopped outside the frosted glass door with his name on it.The door was not locked.She pushed it open without knocking.He was in the leather chair behind the desk, tie loosened, sleeves rolled. A woman half-sat on the edge of the desk in front of him, one long leg crossed over the other, the hem of her dress riding high enough to show the dark band of a garter. She was leaning
One Night With My Neighbor Inside the Bar I
She had been watching him for weeks.Rebecca worked the late shift at the downtown hotel bar, polishing glasses and mixing drinks for the suits who drifted in after meetings that ran too long. He always took the same stool, third from the end, back to the wall, jacket draped over the empty seat beside him. Dark hair, a little longer than corporate usually allowed, rolled sleeves that showed the veins in his forearms when he lifted his glass. He never ordered the same drink twice, but he always tipped like he meant it, and he always looked at her like he already knew how she sounded when she came.Tonight the bar was nearly empty. Rain streaked the windows. The last couple had left twenty minutes ago. Rebecca wiped down the same stretch of mahogany for the third time, aware of the weight of his gaze.“Closing soon,” she said, not looking up.“I know.” His voice was low, roughened by whatever he’d been drinking. “Lock up. Come sit.”She should have said no. Instead she flipped the sig
One Night With My Neighbor The Abandoned Lighthouse IV
Elias kept his arm around Kara’s waist as they moved carefully down the narrow stairs. The towel stayed wrapped around her shoulders, but it did little to hide the rest of her. Water still clung to the ends of her hair and traced occasional paths down her back.He carried the rest of their clothes in his free hand. The main room of the lighthouse felt warmer after the cooler stone of the upper hallway. The wind continued its steady assault against the thick walls, but the sound felt distant now.He led her straight to the bed that stood against the far wall. It was a simple iron frame with a thick mattress and clean sheets that smelled faintly of salt and soap. Elias dropped the clothes on a chair and turned to her. He tugged the towel free and let it fall.Kara stood naked in front of him again, her skin still flushed from what they had already done. He looked at her without hurry, eyes moving over her breasts, the soft curve of her stomach, and the wetness that still marked the insi
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