The Neighbor’s Gift

My name is Elina Tarell. I am a single mom.

My son, Draven Tarell, worked really hard and got into a top school overseas, so I moved with him to Frunderland.

Soon, it was his 20th birthday.

We didn't have any family in Frunderland, so I only invited our next-door neighbors, Rina and Kian Miran.

Rina was just like me, a single mom who raised her son alone. I didn't know what she fed that kid, because Kian turned out massive.

The other day, I went out to the balcony to hang laundry and saw him lying on the couch in shorts, soaking up the sun.

The guy was hung like a horse. Those shorts didn't stand a chance.

Meanwhile, I was a lonely, pent-up woman who hadn't had a man in years. I was beyond desperate.

When I saw that bulge in Kian's shorts, my knees went weak.

That size… It would probably feel amazing, right?

Rina and Kian were really warm to us. Within days of moving in, she and I had become close friends.

I even started teaching both of them my mother tongue, Selric.

Still, seeing Kian walking around the house in nothing but shorts made my legs shake and my heart race. Deep down, I already wanted him to shove me onto the bed and have his way with me.

In the six months since I had come to Frunderland, I still hadn't been with a foreign guy.

People said Frunderland men were thick and strong. Maybe one of them could fill the emptiness inside me.

On Draven's 20th birthday, Rina and Kian showed up with gifts.

Rina had put on a deep red V-neck dress, cut so low that it showed off acres of creamy skin.

Draven's eyes practically glued themselves to her chest. He couldn't look away. He was a grown man now, so that kind of interest didn't surprise me.

Kian wore a tight tank top that showed off every muscle. The guy reeked of raw masculinity.

His package deserved a special mention. The sheer size of his bulge was staggering. Even through the fabric, you could see the insane size of it.

My heart started hammering, and I could already feel myself getting wet between my legs. I forced myself to act calm as I welcomed them in.

Kian smiled and said in broken Selric, "Mrs. Tarell, this is a present for you."

I hadn't expected a gift at my son's birthday.

I opened it. Inside was a seven-inch thick adult toy.

My face went burning red in an instant. Kian had no filter, giving me something like that. Was he hinting at something?

Draven's gift was also a adult toy. When he saw it, he looked thrilled.

Rina noticed me blushing and said, "Elina, this is totally normal here. If you have needs, you should take care of them. You don't have a man here. Isn't it uncomfortable staying so pent up?"

Hearing her say that, I realized she had a point.

Back home, traditional values had made us so repressed that no one could even talk about sex. But sex is one of the most basic human needs. Why hide it?

I put the gift away, invited them inside, and set out the cake and snacks I had prepared.

As Kian walked through the doorway, he deliberately brushed past me from behind.

His massive size slid across the curve of my hips. Even through our clothes, I could feel the heat and the shocking hardness.

I couldn't help shuddering, my breath catching all at once.

The living room was plenty big. Did he really have to walk that close behind me on purpose?

My legs went weak on their own. I almost couldn't stay standing.