Spying On Hot Neighbor Novels & Stories

Sincr I wasn't a virgin and had seen a girl naked before, but my neighbor, well she got a brand new admirer that day. I even got to see the dark points of her nipples once, mouth-watering. Then one day, at what seemed random, my mother wanted to meet our new neighbor That Saturday, which was the only day of my mom had that week; she dragged me out to see out the neighbor, the woman I had been spying. The walk over, my mom made me swear to be friendly and polite, talking about how much it would be great if they got along with the neighbor. But I seriously don't know if my mum knew about my spy on our new neighbor.

For three months, I’d been squatting here, staring at that shitbox across the street—a dingy white ranch with shutters clinging by one screw each, their pink paint peeling like sunburned skin. Boss said to watch it, so I watched. Installed cameras in the oak tree out front, hacked the neighbor’s Wi-Fi to piggyback their Nest feed, even rigged a parabolic mic on the roof. Still. *Nada.* Unless you counted the parade of sketchy visitors: Hank lumbering out every dawn with Louise’s “World’s Best Mom” mug, cops with their hats tipped low, and city officials in cheap suits reeking of bourbon and bribes. My report was due in two hours. So far, all I had was:

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.

I’ve fantasized about watching Officer Justin, my unbelievably sexy neighbor, for months. Does spying on your sexy neighbor/cop count as a crime because damn I'll need him to cuff me soon enough! My pussy tells me it does. Of course, my pussy is also the reason am stuck at the window in my room staring right across his room as I wait for my daily dose of endocrine. Hearing a car door shut, I tighten my grip on the window panel My heart races while I wait for lights to turn on in his house. How fortunate that our houses were next to eachother giving me clear view of his room, even his workout room.

She was unaware of the man standing on the stoop next to theirs watching them. Hank had seen the new neighbor and wanted to make sure that he saw a loving couple. “I say we go watch that new movie on A****n.” “OK.” She replied back with a smile. They finished their way to the door and went inside. Neo watched them but didn’t buy the act. He knew what was going on. That guy might have the police department fooled, but not everyone bought his story. Bunny had suspicions and when the apartment next door became available, Neo moved in.

I tilt my head Pete’s direction for him to continue the narrative. “Yes, one of the last calls she received before Allen hid her was from a neighbor’s back yard,” he confirms. “Allen visually confirmed evidence of an unknown individual using a treehouse two doors down to spy on her. But Marlon’s search yielded no prints, not even on the infrared binoculars. Whoever is watching her is at least smart enough to glove up.” “They were infrared?” Brielle asks. “Yes.” I can tell she has made the connection between the binoculars and what looked like tripod stand marks in the dust by the way she turns pale and darts her eyes quickly to me.

Something caught my eye; it was his blue eyes that I constantly dreamt of. Spying on the new neighbors was very childish and rude. The guy I was staring at saw me and he frowned. I quickly hid behind the curtains. My face flushed with embarrassment. "Oh no he definitely saw me looking" I whispered softly. He caught me looking at him like some stalker I sat on my bed scolding myself. Spying on the new neighbors was definitely a bad idea. I don't think I'll leave this room today facing the new neighbors is going to be awkward.

Attraction aside, this was the most thoughtful thing he could have done. “How does it work?” “I have to put a different lens on,” he begins and opens a bag. “We might have to watch YouTube tutorials on this.” I laugh and use the sleeve of my coat to carefully wipe the dust off the metal. It takes us a while, but we finally get the thing ready. Jon goes inside to quickly check on Edward and to turn off the back porch light. “You know,” I say when he comes back. “We could totally spy on your neighbors.”

Oh, how I've missed her lips and the feel of her body against mine. A notification popped up on my phone, and I clicked on it. Before leaving the house, I had installed a spy camera in her room and bathroom. Call me a pervert, but she's my mate, and we've seen each other's bodies several times. So I saw nothing wrong in watching her. I just want to see if she's okay. To know when someone tried to enter her room and do stuff. Raina was in her room, almost in front of the spy camera, but she was blind to it.

I carry that darkness with me, I lost to many people including my wife. I opened my eyes and stood up from my office-desk, my gaze was still drawn to the view, the tall skyscrapers and the busy roads. I could see the bustling city from where I was standing. My mind drifted to the bubbly girl. Yesterday i went to that human girl’s house, I managed to plant a few spy camera’s when she wasn’t looking. I want to know her every move, from the inside and outside.