Dating Your Neighbor Novels & Stories

It's the same sick feeling I'd had last night when I'd tried so hard not to look at him. Nausea. Nadia is still talking. I catch only fragments. “...and you know how it goes. You're still on house arrest.” I nod as though I've been listening. “Oh, and you have a neighbor.” My attention sharpens. A neighbor? That pulls me out of the dark place. Excitement stirs. A neighbor means someone to talk to. They might even become a friend. Maybe I won't be completely alone here. Nadia soon leaves, and I wander toward the balcony to wait. Then I stop at the sight.

He parted her mouth, gliding her nose to her neck, and then his lips curved into a playful smile and looked at me. My eyes flickered, and for a second, I thought our eyes met. That was creepy! Although I am the creepy one... My forehead furrowed, but that could be just my imagination. No human would ever know I was watching them from afar. I released a heavy sigh as I continued to watch my neighbor making out with his girlfriend.

Ethan’s neighbour moved in three months ago. Three months and seven days to be precise. He could remember the exact moment she got out of her car that Saturday morning. His wife could remember it too, but she could not be as precise as Ethan. Ethan remembered being drawn to the woman’s long blonde hair and fresh skin under her fawn mac. He also remembered that Harper was annoyed with him. She whispered, “Don’t stare,” under her breath. He hoped that his wife of ten years did not notice, even though he had only seen this new neighbour for a few seconds. He was already captivated. Ethan forced a small laugh, turned away, and looked down the road as they drove off for their weekend shopping.

“And what about you, Daniel? Are you excited about living here too?” Daniel nods, his expression still serious but with a hint of curiosity. “It’s okay,” he mumbles softly. Understanding his reserved nature, I appreciate his presence and the effort he’s making to be part of the conversation. I smile warmly at him. “Well, I’m glad to have you both as my neighbors. We’ll have plenty of opportunities to spend time together.” “Alright, you two,” I say, gently pulling away from Daisy’s embrace. “I’ll let you settle into your new home. But remember, if you ever need anything or want to hang out, just knock on my door.”

"Aah good morning beautiful ladies. Natalia care to enlighten me who is this beautiful woman?"While his eyes were trained on me. "Uh..h M..My bestfriend Zita.Zita this is my neighbour Etienne Martin." "Nice to meet you " Zita said "The pleasure is all mine." "Need any help ladies?" "Uh..no,we can manage".I stuttered. "Sure...Have a good day both of you." "That hot piece of ass is your neighbour?"exclaimed Zita.I sighed.

That was when she saw Evan. He was standing outside his house, wearing a dark T-shirt and jeans. He was holding a garden hose in one hand and talking to someone on his phone. When he noticed Grace, he paused. Their eyes met. Grace smiled politely. Evan gave her a small nod. That was how it had always been between them. Just a nod, a smile. Maybe a quick "Hi" whenever they happened to meet near the mailboxes. Evan had been her aunt's neighbour for years. Grace had seen him almost every summer, but they had never really spoken beyond the usual polite greetings.

Be the friendly neighbor. "Hey, I'm Damon from next door. Welcome to the neighborhood." Simple, right? But my mind spiraled. What if I touched her? Just a handshake, but my hand lingered on her soft skin, sliding up her arm, pulling her close. What if I backed her against the car, push that dress up her thighs, and feel the heat radiating from her pussy. What if I bent her over the hood, right there in broad daylight, yank her panties aside—if she was even wearing any—and slammed into her?

I said grinning. " You know I'm not a fool. Is it a guy? " She asked and I couldn't help it, I remembered what happened yesterday. If maxon hasn't intruded, we would have kissed. What if we kissed, would we be a couple right now?. " Scarlett!!! Scarlett with puppy green eyes " she said and I smiled. " You were totally day dreaming about a guy. Spill it! " She yelled. " Okay its my neighbor. His name is Xavier. Well I went over for dinner at his house and let's just say we had our moment " I said grinning.

Casey, an 18-year-old girl, is drawn to her confident 24-year-old neighbor. After dinner, he invites her into his room, where their connection deepens. He skillfully guides her through intimate moments, awakening her senses and emotions ******************** The air was thick with anticipation as Casey stood in the doorway of her new neighbor’s room, her heart pounding in her chest. The soft glow of a desk lamp cast a warm amber hue over the space, illuminating the sleek, modern furniture and the scattered books that hinted at his intellect.

My best friend insisted I get a professional to check the entire place for spy cameras, so I did. Finally, my life resumed normal once more. I started looking for a new lady roommate. This time, I was much more cautious than before. I no longer want another creepy roommate. Late at night, when all was quiet next door, I finally had the night to myself. "That idiot. If he were to watch the video earlier, he would have realized I'm not a woman." Yes. Yours truly, a man.