Nicola Cavanis
(via airca-30)
My new neighbours moved in just a few weeks ago. When they had time to settle in I went over to introduce myself. They were nice people but I didn’t think we would have much in common. Scott and his wife Debbie Robinson had chosen to move as soon as their daughter had finished in college. It was a small house but was in a prestigious neighbourhood. When they first arrived we seemed to get on well, although that wasn’t too much of a surprise because they were in their 40’s which was only slightly older than me. Scott had obviously spent too much time working and neglecting his family so the move was a way of making it up to them. Debbie was a stunning looking woman and must have been quite a catch for Scott if I am honest. She looked much younger than him, she had a lovely lithe figure and her soft red hair was worn long to her shoulders.
However it was Scott and Debbie’s daughter who caught most of my attention when she arrived after the big move the following day. Jessica was just a couple of months past her eighteenth birthday and was an incredibly sexy yet innocent looking girl. She was a redhead like her mother and wore wonderfully light and short skirts that showed off her long smooth legs. Jessica had pale skin, really pretty freckles with her mother’s green eyes and her tight tops clearly demonstrated that she had young and firm breasts.
Having the Robinsons move in next to me was pleasant, and whilst it was fun to watch both Debbie and Jessica come and go, I didn’t really intend to have much contact with either of them. I had been there and done that and I was enjoying just having time for myself for a change, I wanted some independence after a long term relationship had ended acrimoniously. I was a successful man, self-sufficient, and lived a comfortable life with my own home and the finest things. But I wasn’t happy, I felt… incomplete. I wasn’t feeling lonely because I no longer had a significant other in my life but I must admit the thought of those lovely redheads next door made for some good dreams. I didn’t really expect to have anything more than a neighbourly friendship with them. You know the sort of thing: looking after the house when they are on holiday, taking out their rubbish bins when they forget, and taking delivery of parcels if they are out.
This all changed three months after the Robinsons had moved in.
It was about 8pm and I was just finishing up some work I had brought home when my doorbell rang. When I answered my door I was surprised to find Jessica standing there, and she was obviously upset. Her eyes were red and slightly puffy and she seemed out of breath. However this was at complete odds with the rest of her look: she was dressed up to be obviously sexy. Her long red hair cascaded from her head to just below her shoulders and she was wearing a tight blouse with the top two buttons undone, revealing her ample cleavage and the hint of a white lace bra. Her skirt was one of her favorite short flowing skirts that stopped a few inches above her knees. Her legs were bare and she was wearing some expensive looking white high heeled shoes.
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