Dating Your Neighbor Novels & Stories

I'll have to find an excuse to wear it for him next time he cums - oops, come here. God! I'm so hot I'm almost trembling and it's really time to head for the bedroom. I almost make it when, "ding dong", the doorbell rings! What the Hell?? No one EVER comes to my door except Ted. I almost ignore it, but then figure I better check, just in case. I go look through the peeper. OH FUCKING GOD! It's my neighbor, Bob, the neighborhood stud! Or he would be if his damn wife, Sue, would ever get more than six feet away from him. Actually, she seems like a very nice lady, and now I'm the one being catty, but she knows what she's got, and protects it. I peek again

Maybe one of the neighbors knew someone who could help. I slipped back inside, grabbed my phone and a light cardigan, then stepped out through the front gate. The street was quiet as usual, lined with neat houses and trimmed hedges that made mine look even worse. Mrs. Henderson, my next-door neighbor, was outside watering her flowers. She was in her late fifties, always cheerful, always curious… maybe a little too curious sometimes. “Good morning!” I called, walking over with a small smile. She looked up, smiling back. “Well, hello there, dear! I was wondering when I’d see you again. How are you holding up?”

I just collapsed onto the bed, staring at the ceiling. Just as I was enjoying the quiet, my phone buzzed. I reached for it, and saw that I had a text from Julian. “Hi. Just checking in. Hope you’re okay,” the text read. I stared at it for a long time, chewing my lips as I smiled. Julian was the neighbor I met yesterday. He was kind, he was normal, and he didn't look like he could crush a man’s throat with his bare hands. I had promised to go on a date with him, and the thought of going on a date with someone normal felt great.

She shrugged and pouted. "My neighbor next door is a stranger, and you're still a stranger to me. It's no different." "Do you also drag your neighbor next door to eat bread with you?" "No, but that's not the point!" "Do you have...like, weird endearments for your neighbor, too?" "Hell no, he's a kind grandpa, he gave me a pack of his baked cookies one time." "Do you know his name, then?" She stopped moving. "No..." "We're different if that's the case, then."

We exchange numbers, “I’ll call you. We both said! And we laughed. Goodnight Greg! Goodnight Kelsy! When I was at Aunt Eli’s House, my cousin Mae went to my room. Why are you here? I asked. Why is it bad to go to my cousin’s room? She smiled at me. I know those smiles Mae, I smiled. Why did you tooked so long? Did something happen? Say it. Please. I really want Greg for you. She smiled. Ok to shut you up. We had an intimate kiss a while ago. And he said he was going to date, and he said, he would let Aunt know, to make it’s official. Happy now?

The heaviness in my chest is still there, but it’s bearable. Austin scratched the back of his neck, a gesture he does when he’s anxious. “Can I invite you for coffee? Tomorrow maybe?” “Oh,” I bit my lips. “Uhm, I’m not really into dating right now, Austin. I just got out of something.” And my life is not of that normal girl, I wanted to add. My neighbor sighed, “Well, it’s worth the shot.” His face fell. “But coffee with a friend sounds good,” I added.

Pressing my lips into a thin line, I hold his gaze, "We were enjoying each other's company for a while; I will not even call it infatuation. And I am glad it was nothing serious because I can never be the other woman in someone's life." He snaps his eyes to me, and I can see anger swirling in them, but he chooses to stay quiet. Smart man. "I really appreciate how you handled Justin today, but it is better that we both stay away from each other's lives." Tearing my eyes away from him, I stare at the wall before me. "So this will be the last time we had talked about any of this because, for me, you are just my neighbor... nothing but an acquaintance." I can feel him staring at me, but I choose

" He rubbed the back of his neck as he trailed off. I remember how much he annoyed me after the movie night, talking about some 'we are just neighbors' bullshit. "Good you know" I scoffed. "I don't think I can go on a date with my neighbor again though" I scorned with a betraying smile on my face. Kai noticed what was I doing and took a step closer to me causing me to stagger backwards. Sly bastard. "I think we've gone past the neighbor stage" Obviously... "Okay fine" I gave up trying to play hard. "Give me some time to look for a dress"

I couldn't understand why my friend said the man looked familiar, but then I realized it was Joe, my neighbor and Lesley's husband. Sometimes we would travel together, and I would post our group pictures online, so it wasn't surprising that my friend recognized him. Seeing the way they acted around each other, it didn't seem like they had only just gotten close the night before. When did it all start? After they left, I got out of the car and installed surveillance at home, then checked the trash in the bedroom. My fist tightened in anger when I saw what was in there.

“But don’t stress it too much. Don’t burn yourself out.” I sigh again, flopping back onto my bed. “How are you doing?” “I’m good! What are you up to right now?” “Oh, just waiting for Mr. Next Door to return from the gym so I can torture his ears tonight.” She laughs, full and loud. “Lulu! Leave that man alone! Why not just be friendly for once? You need a man in your life. Imagine your neighbor! Built-in cuddle buddy.” “Frey, what the hell? Are you seriously trying to hook me up with that grumpy-ass man?”