(Hello all. So we've made it to fifty chapters in my story about my neighbor. The woman behind the character is more than I can put in words. I've said before how she convinced me to write again and how she makes me a better writer, but also a better man. I dedicate this one to her even though every chapter is dedicated to her. I hope every aspiring writer can find a muse that encourages, inspires and enjoys as much as she does.)
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It was the bottom of the seventh inning when we both got up to head to the bathroom. My neighbor wearing that cute outfit was catching a bunch of attention from other fans, especially some of the younger guys. I liked watching the reaction before she waited at the top of the stairs to kiss me on the lips. Then she smiled.
"Just marking my territory so the girls looking at you know you're taken."
I smiled before watching that cute butt sashay towards the lady's room. As I went to the other door, I was thinking about the game so far and wondering if she wanted to finish watching it. The home team was already down by five runs and we were spending more time talking to each other than watching the game. I was unsure what my next move was going to be. She left the lady's room and walked straight into my arms for a romantic kiss.
"Did you want to watch the rest of the game from our room?" she asked, her hands sliding down my back and squeezing my butt.
"Whatever you want, Amor. I'm not much into baseball anyway."
"Mmm but you look so good in that gear though."
We kissed again before we headed towards the exit. As we walked across the street to the parking garage, we were giddy. We made it to my car before she got in. I started the car as I hit the GPS to get back to the hotel. I looked over and her shorts were opened. Her hand was already toying with her pussy.
