2 – New Neighbors – Angela
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2 – New Neighbors – AngelaThe day after my new neighbor moved in I was awakened by my front door bell. I glanced at my alarm clock when I jumped out of bed. Man, it is only 6 am. Who is up so early and ringing my doorbell?I slipped into my jeans and put on a t-shirt. Half stumbling I got to the front door and guess what, there was no one there. I looked down the street but still no sign of life. Sunday mornings are always quiet here. And there was my ice bucket sitting on my little bench next to the front door. Must have been my new neighbor I thought and took the ice bucket into the house.In the kitchen I rinsed the bucket and wiped it dry. Put it in the pantry and when I got out I saw her. She was in her backyard, wearing a white T-shirt karabük escort and khaki cargo pants. She was moving empty boxes out of the house. She has a bit of a tan, Latina I thought but I was not entirely sure. That must be my new neighbor Angela. I made myself a cup of coffee and sat down on my back deck. Lovely day today. The sun is out and the air is still nice and fresh. I should get up earlier more often.I watched Angela fold the boxes and pile them up in a neat stack. She looks pretty. She’s probably in her early 40s and has a bit of a loose belly but that is to be expected I guess. She has medium long dark hair and moves very purposefully. I mean, every movement is useful and well timed. Her arms look karaman escort strong like she is used to manual labor.Mmm, I love real women and I spent the next half hour watching her go back and forth with the boxes. Se intrigued me so much that I forgot my coffee and when I finally took a sip I almost choked and spit it out. Apparently I made quite a nose as Angela seemed distracted from her boxes and for the first time looked in my direction.She beamed a great pretty smile my way and I felt ashamed that I had my coffee all over my shirt. What a way to meet your new neighbor I thought. I smile back as good as I could but she was already back to her boxes. I don’t think she noticed.I went into the house and to escort bayan the bedroom to change my shirt. My shirt was pretty wet from the cold coffee and the ceiling fan chilled me even more. My nipples had gotten all hard. I wrestled out of my sticky shirt and turned around to grab a new shirt from my dresser drawer. Mmm my nipples feel so good when they get hard.That’s when I saw her again. She still smiled but now she was also staring at me. I felt this shiver going through me and wondered what she was thinking. That did not last long. She put a hand on her right breast and seemed to rub her nipple as to say, I saw your hard nipples and these are mine. I was totally confused but also sort of excited.Grabbing the top shirt from my T-shirt pile, I quickly turned around and put it on. When I turned back toward the window I saw Angela smile and slowly turn around. The last glance of her breasts showed big dark nipples poking through her white shirt. Then she walked back to the house. I hope I see her again soon…
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