❥ Chapter 2

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Ow.

I had to pinch myself to make sure I wasn't dreaming.

The Eliza Alardo just talked to me.

No. Not only talked, she sat next to me.

She looks gorgeous in her pink vertically stripped pajamas reading.

A year of rest and relaxation, Ottessa Moshfegh.

I make a mental note to read it.

Mesmerized, I watch as she sets her book down and makes her way to her walk in.

She comes back moments later, in a pink sports bra and black yoga pants.

As usual, she rolls out her pink mat and sets down her mat. I watch as she follows along with the pilates video. Her round ass in the air, makes me want to drop everything and jump through her window.

Finally, she makes her way to the shower.

I have thought about setting up cameras but I want to be next to her the first time I see her shower. So I patiently wait.

She comes out fully dressed in her pijamas and makes her way to her vanity. Her head snaps my direction, making me duck. I peek back out to see her frowning, then looking back at the mirror.

She looks like an angel as she pushes her pale blonde hair back with a pink fluffy headband and starts applying some creams and products to her face. Whatever it was she's using, it was working.

The best part of my day is watching her night routine. She locks her door, turns off her vanity light, only leaving her lamp on. she gets comfortable on her pink silk sheets, everything she owns seems to be white or light pink.

It never seems to cross her mind to shut her blinds as her hand travels south. I feel my pants tightening. Her other hand moves to reveal her breasts.

No matter how many times I've seen them, they never stop looking perfect.

I whip out my dick, imagining her hands pleasing me instead of mine. I match her speed, pumping faster as she goes faster. Her nipples erect as her back arches, and she seems to be having a hard time keeping pace. I could've helped her with that. I cum at the thought, ecstasy pulsing through me. I can only imagine how much better she would make me feel. She seems to have cum at the same time as me.

I would beg on my knees to taste her if I had to.

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