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May 22nd, 2020 - 3:43pm - 1109 E Bradshire Rd - Houston, Texas
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A solid week had passed since my last sexual encounter with Shawn, and my awkward encounter with my new neighbour. My life hadn't changed at all over the last seven days, things stayed the same. Shawn was the same useless piece of wasted space that he always was. Always lounging around in the living room and watching television instead of helping me out with the chores around the house, or just plain spending time with me. I found it fairly humorous that I was getting used to his neglect.
Though my life had sadly stayed the same since something I thought would be a breakthrough for us, something that did change was my current state of mind. I no longer found myself bitching at Shawn to get up off his ass to help me. I didn't care. I found myself happiest when he was sitting in the living room, and I was occupying another all together. I found myself loving being away from him.
I wasn't sure if this was because of my realization that he truly was a lost cause, or if it was because of my new neighbour. The beautiful young woman that entered my house without asking, and entered my mind without caution. I still had the small note she had taken the time to write me, something I often read just to smile.
Today, Shawn was sleeping on the sofa after staying up all hours of the night to finish watching the basketball game. Of course, I was more than happy to finally have the bed to myself. His large body always hogging the mattress and stealing both the pillows and the blankets. I found myself getting an amazing sleep, filled with dreams of a sexy little pixie-woman. Images and flashes, fantasies of everything she claimed she could do better.
Last night wasn't the first time I fantasized about my new neighbor, not in the slightest. Any chance I got, I found myself biting on my bottom lip, imagining just how skilled that woman was. While in the shower, driving to work.. hell, even when doing all of the house chores I would imagine her lips on mine, her hands in mine, her body with mine. Perhaps that's what had me so bold today. The anticipation of what we could be, what she could do to me.
So I did my hair, perfecting the wild mess it was usually in. My makeup, to bring out my best facial features. I squeezed myself into a pair of short jean shorts, showing off my creamy thighs. A tank top, exposing a good portion of my flat stomach, back and shoulders and I made my way outside.
I didn't know what the hell I expected to occupy myself with outside. It was too damn hot to do anything, too hot to even lie out in the sun and perhaps get the slightest bit of a tan. Surprising, for this small town, it's usually always raining. I didn't have any gardening supplies to use, not that I knew how to use them anyways. It would really just consist of me pretending to be digging a hole or something hardly sexy.
