All characters in this chapter are 18.
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Linda and Max didn't see each other for a week. The young neighbors were no longer forced to spend time together as often now that high school finished.
Max was troubled the entire time, still not able to get over the guilt of what happened with his pretty neighbor. He never planned on having sexual activity with anyone unless it was his future wife.
Unfortunately, this was much more difficult than his last experience when he was only teased by her. Now that he'd experienced the extreme pleasure of an orgasm, he wasn't sure if he could resist Linda the next time she came on to him.
One night, Max even attempted to pleasure himself, but as soon as he wrapped his hands around his hard dick, he felt too awkward to continue. It just wasn't the same as when Linda did it for him. After realizing he wasn't able to replicate the same sensation, he gave up in complete frustration.
Linda was proud, unable to get over the exhilaration she got when she forced Max to cum all over himself. This wasn't a one-time deal for her anymore. She felt powerful knowing she could bring her neighbor to an orgasm whenever she wanted.
She was patient, knowing another chance would come, eventually. There was no need to push things anymore. She would soon have the young man wrapped around her finger.
Opportunity finally struck one day when she went outside to get the mail. A smile grew on her face as she noticed Max's car pulling into his driveway.
The young man immediately noticed Linda standing outside and hoped to avoid her. Max still wasn't ready to face her. He was still struggling with the temptation she presented to him.
Unfortunately, as soon as he got out of the car, Linda called out to him, not allowing him to get away.
"Hey, Max!"
"Oh... Hey Linda," he responded as he gazed upon the pretty brunette.
"What are you up to?"
"Nothing. I just got back from the grocery store."
"Oh, really?"
"Yeah, my mom's at work, and my dad is out of town on a business trip," he explained. "They needed me to pick up some food for tonight?"
"Is that so?" Linda asked with a funny smirk on her face. "So, you are telling me nobody is home?"
"No..." he responded, realizing the big mistake he might have just made.
"Well, isn't that a shame," she said.
"Why do you say that?"
"There's nobody home help you take the groceries in."
"That's okay," he quickly rebutted. "I just got a couple things. I don't need any help."
"Oh, nonsense, Maxie-poo. I can help you since I'm already here."
"Uhhh, please don't call me that," Max responded. "And I don't need any help. I got it."
"Don't be silly. What kind of neighbor would I be if I didn't help you?" Linda asked as she grabbed one of the several bags Max was carrying. She knew it wasn't much help, but helping him wasn't her true intention, anyway.
As they got to the door, Max turned around and said, "I got it from here."
"Oh, am I not allowed inside?"
"It's not that..." he responded.
"Do you just not WANT me to come inside?" Linda asked with an innocent look on her face.
"It's not that either..."
"Well, if you don't want me to come inside, then I won't, Maxie," she responded, as she made a sad face.
Max just couldn't say no to her. He was realizing that he was truly a pushover. Linda wasn't even his girlfriend, and she could still guilt him into getting what she wanted.
When he finally let her inside, they went to the kitchen and started putting things away. Max was incredibly nervous, being alone with his pretty neighbor. Worst of all, he was struggling to hide his raging boner from her once again.
"I have a question," Linda prompted, breaking the silence.
"Oh, God," Max thought to himself.
"Are you mad at me, Maxie?"
"Mad?" he asked, out of curiosity. "Why would I be mad at you?"
"I guess after the other night, I thought you might be mad at me. That's why you seem to be avoiding me lately, right?"
Even though she was right, Max didn't want to make her feel bad. He immediately tried to assure her he wasn't upset. "Of course I wasn't mad at you."
"Sorry if I upset you," Linda continued. "I thought you would like it."
"No, no, no! I did like it. It's just... I never imagined doing anything like that unless it was like with my... future wife or something. We're not even... boyfriend and girlfriend."
"You're right. I should have considered how important that was to you."
"I mean, you don't think of me as someone you would want to marry someday, do you?"
"Of course not," Linda answered, before realizing she was about to offend him. She decided to mend his feelings instead. "I just really wanted to do that with you, because you are a very good guy and I trust you."
"You do?" he asked, almost feeling honored. Max had known Linda for so long but couldn't remember another time she complimented him.
"Of course, I do, Maxie," she said in a soothing voice. "Look, we may not be in a relationship, but I trust you. I know I'm not the type of woman you would see yourself with, and you're not the type of guy I would want to be with, but I don't think there's anything wrong with trying some stuff together. Besides, it's not like it was even sex. I just gave you a little hand job."
"I guess you're right..." Max said, giving in to his desires just a little.
"I'm comfortable with you, and I want to do these things with you. I think you deserve it. Didn't you enjoy it?"
"I did," he finally admitted. "It felt very good."
"See! I knew you liked it," she said, laughing. "I mean, you exploded so fast!"
He cringed again, thinking about what happened. It was even more embarrassing having to talk about it with her.
"It was really nice, but maybe we shouldn't do that anymore."
"I understand," she said with a smirk. "Have you tried masturbating since that happened?"
"Wait, what?!" he asked.
"You told me you don't masturbate. I was wondering if you started now that I made you cum."