I woke this thinking that we were finally going to have a conversation. I knew we were. I put on my most revealing tank top, and my shortest, white, see through, shorts that I have. I walked out my door just to see I had gotten some good luck. "HIS KEYS!" His motorcycle keys were sitting right next to his motorcycle, in the driveway, and I saw them as I began to walk over to his house. I quickly picked them up and ran to his house. "DING DONG" I heard footsteps getting closer and closer to the door. I already began to get wet. He opened the door, I looked him up and down and licked my lips. "Hey, what's good?" I think he noticed me looking at him. "Oh, um... I just saw your keys laying on the floor in your driveway, and I just wanted to grab them for you." I said giving him the keys. As I handed them to him, his soft, warm hands brushed against mine. I blushed really hard. He seductively smiled and asked me, "You know what, if you're not doing anything... you can come in. I mean I'm just watching Netflix and eating some pizza." It was an offer I couldn't refuse.
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The Boy Next Door
RomanceThis new guy just moved in next door... and he is hottttt!🤤 Should to talk to him? Should I just act like he's not there? Find out what I do, in " The Boy Next Door"
