by Sansa Gold
'See you tomorrow' rang in my head over and over. And with that he left the room and the light in his bathroom flicked on. What the hell did he mean by that? Was he going to come tomorrow to rat me out to my parent's? To let them know what a horrible person their daughter was for watching a grown man workout naked?
My mind went into frenzy mode as I jumped on my bed. Ever possible scenario bounced through my head. I needed to come up with something to retaliate him with. Something that will take the fault off me and put it on either my parents or him. I just didn't know what it was.
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Chapter 2
*Thud Thud*
What the hell was that? I threw the covers off and opened the door to my bedroom. It was way too early for this shit. I still needed to be in bed right now sleeping. Who ever was at the damn door was distracting my super sleep in time.
*Thud Thud*
"COMING!!" I shouted as I went down two stairs at a time. I grabbed the doorknob to the front door and cranked it open, "Do you know what time is?" I screamed.
"Yea, its just past nine in the morning," A smooth and rough voice answered back.
My stomach dropped as I instantly recognized the voice. It was my neighbor Richard Cash. What the hell was he doing here at my door this early in the morning? My mind shot back to last night as I remembered him catching me staring at his naked body. Shit!! I hadn't come up with an excuse for my behavior last night.
I pulled my curly hair behind my ears as I stared at him, not entirely sure what to say. In front of his body in his hands he held out a pickax. His biceps were curled and his chest jutted out, all I could do was imagine his naked body. I shook my head, this was hardly the time to be doing that.
I cleared my throat, "What can I do for you Mr.Cash?" My eyes stared behind him, if I looked at any part of him all I did was picture him naked.
"Yea, I'm here to talk with your father."
The hairs on my back stood up. This wasn't a good sign for me at all. My mind shot to last night and the words he mouthed to me. I guess it was time to turn myself in.
"Look, I'm sorry about last night. I didn't mean to see you naked. I was just about to fall asleep and I just caught a small glimpse of you. That's it I swear." I pleaded with him, my eyes already getting watery as I thought of how mad my father would be.
"Well, this is awkward cause I just came back to give him this pickax he lent me." He held the pickax out for me to grab. I could feel my blood rushing up to my face. I contemplated ending my life right there out of embarrassment. Of course, he had come over to give my father the pick axe. Maybe, I had misread his lips last night.
"Oh, my father is at work right now," I muttered taking hold the axe from his hand. I lunged forward as it dropped from his hand to mine, it was a lot heavier than it looked. He had made it all look so effortlessly while I struggled to even hold it against my body. I can see that his nightly workouts were paying off for him.
"That's too bad; I wanted to talk with him. Monica, can I come in for a second to talk to you about last night?"
Fuck. I guess I wasn't going to get away with it all that easily. It was partially my fault for opening Pandora's box, so I had to face the consequences.
"Ah, sure why not." I moved aside and he pushed past me, his wide muscular body barely fitting through the space. His body moved from side to side as he made his way toward the living room and sat on the sofa. I closed the door and set the pick axe next to the door. I cautiously watched him as I made my way toward the sofa. I felt as if at any second I might actually die from embarrassment. I sat at the opposite end of the sofa, weary of any movement he might make toward me. I knew that he would probably be mad that I had seen him naked.
His voice cut out the awkward silence, "So, about last night..."
"Look, we don't ever have to talk about it. Just know that I'm sorry and that it won't ever happen again," I cut him and clenched at the sofa pillow.
"I wish it were that easy," He shot back. "So how long have you been watching me work out?"
I was about to answer. "And be honest with me," He said just as I was about to open my mouth and give him, so bullshit lies.
I watched as he ran his hands through his hair. He looked visibly unsettled by the whole affair. I contemplated telling him the truth and made my choice.
"Since I started my summer vacation," I answered. At this point, there was no longer any point in lying to him. At the end of the day I had already seen him naked there was no going back on that. Whether it was once or multiple times it didn't make it right regardless.
"Wow..That long, huh?" He pushed his head into his palms and pressed his big fingers against his face. "That's a lot longer than I was expecting," he let out a sigh and inched closer to me.
I pushed against the back of the sofa, not wanting to get any closer to him. I could feel the temptation to pounce him growing inside of me. The desire to grab hold of his big arms and wrap my small body around them. I bit down on the inside of my cheek as I imagined myself taking a bit of his taunt ass. Then working my mouth around to the front and taking his cock whole.
"Monica, you there?" He snapped his fingers in front of me. I shook my head and noticed that he was only inches away from me now.
"Yea, sorry I got a little distracted." I pushed harder against the sofa, my back hurting from the pressure. There wasn't anywhere left to hide. I would have to sit still and hope that I could control myself for the next couple minutes.
His hand rested on my pajama pants, "Are you ok?" His green eyes shined back at me, and his eyebrows furrowed, a look of concern crossed his face. How could this handsome older man not find another woman to call his own? I could get lost in those eyes for a lifetime.
"Yea, I'm fine." I cleared my throat and stared at his hand unsure of how react. I could feel the heat of his palm traveling up my thigh and to my already moist pussy. I had been wet since I laid eyes on him at the front door; I couldn't help it when my thoughts went straight to his tilted cock.
His hand drifted a little higher up my thigh, "You don't sound too good to me." A smirk crossed his face as he pulled his head toward mine. He closed in on my neck, and I could feel his hot breath on my body. He raised his other hand and laid it on my forehead. "You are definitely heating up." His head fell and laid a soft wet kiss on my neck.
I pulled away and looked at him, "This isn't right. Your my dad's friend. You've known me since I was a little girl." I pushed his head away; it took all my power not to pull him into me.
"Your right," He mumbled. A look of disappointment crossed his face, "I just lost control. I don't know what came over me. I came to the door, and I saw you." He laid his hands back in his arm and began to shake his head from side to side.
I wanted him to feel about it, but I didn't want to break him apart. I knew that it was an honest mistake. I watched as his back heaved up and down, a deep sorrow had overcome him. I pushed off the sofa and got closer to him, laying my arm across his back.
"It's alright, I understand. I've been sending some mix signals." I patted him on the back, and he took his head out of his hands. His green eyes looked back at me, and I couldn't help but smile. He smirked back at me as he drew his body closer to mine.
"Thanks, Monica. I've been finding it harder to connect with someone. It's a tough world out there for an older man." He laughed, "Oh, what do you care. You still have your whole life ahead of you." He pulled away.
As he rose, I grabbed his hand, my body acting on its own. "Wait," I shouted and he turned his head. As I stared at his eyes something inside of me clicked the 'on' switch. It was as if his eyes gave me the signal to go all out. To embrace my feelings for him no matter the consequences.
I threw my body against him, and he caught me. He pulled me up, and we locked eyes for a second. I could feel his heart beating fast as we just stared at each other. A host of questions was running through my mind? But, two words kept repeating in my mind.
KISS HIM.
/> I wrapped my legs around his back and pulled his chest closer to me. I worked my hands against his hard chin and puckered my lips. I closed my eyes and gave into this cool and patient man. The man I had spent all these weeks spying on as he worked out naked. The man who had been my neighbor since I was young. The hot neighbor on the block that all the single moms wanted. Unlucky for them he was all mine today.
Our lips connected, and a shower of fireworks erupted inside of me. His hands grabbed tightly at my ass as he pulled my chest against this. My hard nipples rubbed against his compacted chest, his heat flowing into me. With each kiss, his chest rose and fell, mimicking my body tempo. I was apprehensive at first, but all of this felt right.
He pulled his head back and eyed me for a second, "Are you sure that this is what you want?" I heard a hint of doubt in his voice. Did he not want this as much as I did? Was I reading him wrong?
"Yes, I do. Do you?" I tucked my head into my chest. I couldn't stand to look at him. I knew the words that he would deliver would make me feel dreadful.
I felt his warm touch on my chin. He gently guided my head back to his eye level. He moved forward and gave me a peck on the lips. "I do. I do," He murmured as his lips buried in my open mouth. He closed his eyes as he kissed me gently and seductively. There was no hurry with him, he knew precisely what he wanted as his lips moved. Being with an older man was much different than the young boys I was used too.
A sense of happiness spread through me. I threw my arms around his back and brought him even closer to me. I thrust my tongue into his mouth as far as I could. His eyes burst open, and a smile spread across my face. I could feel my dimples hurting as I lunged inside every crevice of his mouth. He was stunned at first, but immediately regained his composure.
His tongue rolled against mine, and we became locked in a tongue battle. We traded fights, and for a moment I was sure that I was winning my advances. I was winning the battle, but sadly the war was not going my way. His legs moved forward, and he gently laid me on the sofa. His tongue was advancing into my mouth. He searched every side of my mouth until he worked his way out. I moaned and groaned trying to tease him back up, still he continued his quest.
His mouth traveled down my body, giving a small peck and suckle along the way. I picked up my head and glanced at the trail of hickies that he left on his descent. I uncross my legs from around his lower back and let myself drop to the cushion of the couch. I wanted to feel him more than ever. My pussy pulsated with anticipation of finally getting to touch what I had day dreamed all summer.
My body shook as the tension released from all around me. My hands drifted down his pants jean and searched for his cock. I wasn't surprised to find that he was already as hard as wood. Had he planned this whole meeting today? He must have known that my father wouldn't be home at this time? I didn't care. I thrust my body forward, and his head dug into my neck as his pecks sprinkled all over my body.
I moaned out as his suckle lips worked down the side of my shoulder and toward my breasts, hitting every right spot along the way. He began to undo my top as I grabbed hold of his face. It hurt for me to stop him, but I had too.
"This isn't right. You're my neighbor and your much older than me." I breathed out as I tried to calm my frail body down. Although, it all felt so good there was still a small sinking feeling in the back of my mind. Something that still pushed past all the raw and tense emotions that guided my body toward his cock.
"You didn't seem to have a problem with it last night when you stared at me," he shot back as he pushed against my hands and tried to make his way toward my chest.
"Touche...But, what will my parents think if they find out?" I blurted out as he pushed past my hands. His burly hands grabbed the middle of my top and pulled to each side. Buttons flew to the side, some rolling on the wooden floor and others getting lost in the cushions of the sofa.
I didn't think he heard me as his eyes remained glued on my bosom. He smiled, "Just as amazing as I thought." He lashed out at them, his tongue twirling on my nipples. I shrieked out in glee as a torrent of feelings washed over me.
I pulled up his head up, taking away his warm breath from my chest. "What if they find out?" I repeated myself as I felt myself get lost in his grassy eyes.
"I'll be fast, don't worry." He smirked and dove back between my breasts, his tongue lashing out from side to side.
I moaned out, "You better not be." I ran my fingers through his hair and urged him downward. I wanted to feel his tongue on my wet pussy. All the lonely nights watching him in his house had come down to this. I wanted nothing more than to feel his cock inside my tight cunt.
I moved my hands down the side of his body feeling every muscle that I could, with a bright smile on my face. Feeling him up was completely different from what I had imagined. I had spent so much time daydreaming about him, I never thought this day would come.
I wrapped my hands one of his biceps and squeezed. His arm was so big that I couldn't even touch my fingers together. He nibbled on my nipple and my hands shot to his back as I thrust my body forward.
"It's been a while since I've been with such a young girl." His hands ran up the inner side of my thigh, stopping at the top of my pajama pants. With his fingers, he traced the outline of my pants, and I moaned out with anticipation.
Following his lead, I moved my hands between his legs and felt the big bulge between his legs. I ran my hand down his bulging cock and was amazed at how long it was. Would I be able to take something that big? I didn't want to disappoint him, especially after I had imagined this day all summer long.
His lips stopped his above my pant seam and his leafy eyes stared up at me, "Are you ready?"
I liked the concern he had for my well being before he stared getting down and dirty. I took a deep breath and nodded my head. He pulled down on my pants and worked his way down my happy trail. I grimaced as I realized that I hadn't been able to do any work on my pussy. It had been a while since I had gotten laid. I definitely let it get out of hand.
"Finally, a girl who doesn't shave," he growled as he pushed forward with his lips.
He lifted himself up and took off his shirt. As he extended his arms above his head, all of his muscles bulged out, and I bit at my lips eyeing every part of his body. I wanted to bit him so bad. To nibble up and down the side of his body. I reached out and grabbed at his chiseled stomach. I was in awe of his physique; he was in better shape than any younger guy I had been sexual with.
"Wow. Just wow," I muttered out as I stared at him.
"You like it?" He flexed each of his arms as he began to show off.
"Yea, just don't let it get to your head." I giggled at him and jerked him toward me with my feet.
"Not so fast." His fingers dug into my pajama pants and with one swift motion he threw them over his back. I laid there naked and embarrassed as his eyes scanned my body. I covered my pussy with my hand.
"That's hardly going to stop me," he laughed as he swatted my weak attempt to cover myself and began to lick at my pussy.
I arched my hips and couldn't believe the intense pleasure that rolled up my body. His tongue dragged against my pussy, and the tip of it rolled over clit. My body began to writhe in ecstasy as every lick sent me into a new found bliss. I grabbed hold of his hair and drove his head of meat into my cunt.
"Not yet," He grinned and pushed his head to the side.
I moaned out in frustration as his fingers nipped at the side of my thighs. He laid his mouth on my clit and rolled his tongue around, and I completely and utterly lost it. I moaned and shrieked out with each passing of his tongue. The knot in my stomach grew tighter and tighter as my hands flailed side to side.
I closed my eyes and tried to focus on something else, the feelings were becoming too much. But, no matter how hard I tried my mind kept going back to the lashing tongue on my cunt. I used every curse word under the sun as I felt the heat travel up my body, he pulled his body up and watched me. I couldn't control myse
lf.
I shook from side to side, grabbing at anything around me to still my aching body. My pussy pulsated at a vigorous rate as my orgasm flowed through me. I had never felt such an intense emotion in my life.
I felt as my eyes dug into the back of my head as the thunder of sensation traveled through me. And just as quickly as it had arrived, it was gone. I opened my eyes and gazed at my man. The man who had brought my body to fruition further than any person before. He had given me something that no other young boy had. Complete and utter orgasmic ecstasy of feelings.
"How was it?" He gleamed as he began to unbuckle the front of his pants.
Like he didn't know that he just blew my world apart. I think he just wanted me to rub his ego and let him know what a sex god he was.
"Amazing Sgt. Cash," I muttered as I flicked off strands of hair that stuck to my sweaty face. The sweat dripped down my body, and I still felt my pussy throbbing. Every slight movement had the chance to send a small spark up my spine and send me into a test all over.
"Stop," I yelled at him. I wanted his cock now. I was tired of his endless teasing.
He had stopped mid way with unbuckling his pants and I lashed out at him, grabbing hold of the belt. His arms hung out to the side as he watched me go to work. I pulled back on he belt and took it off his belt loops, his hands going to my side and drifting down the side of my chest.
"Easy there," He laughed.
I blocked out his voice and unbuttoned his pants, quickly pulling down on his zipper. There was nothing that was going to stop me now. I wanted his cock more than I wanted life itself. I had felt his thick bulge in my hand and the trace of his cock, now I wanted it thrust into my mouth and cunt.
I pulled down on his pants, and his erect cock bounced outward. I didn't even hesitate. I began to lick around the helm of his cock and he grunted, his hands wrapping at the back of my head. I must have taken him by surprise, I doubted he had ever been with a girl like me. I might be young, but I knew what I wanted. And I wanted his tool inside any of my holes.