Good Neighbors Ch 52

There are things about my neighbor that attract me to her the most. Sometimes, it's her body. She takes very good care of herself. She always does her hair in a wonderful manner. She tries to work out a few times a week. Even when she doesn't, she has the cutest behind. I love the way her tummy stays slender, but not in an anorexic way. One of my favorite parts of her is her back. The curve right above her bottom feels so perfect when my hand lands there when we embrace.

It's not all physical though. I am also a huge fan of her voice and the way it soothes me when I am upset. Her hugs are super comfy when my eyes are leaking. In essence, she's the perfect woman in my eyes even when she's not trying to be. Some may say I am whipped because of the way she seduced me. To be honest, maybe I am. At the same time, she allows me to do my job and doesn't try to nose into my life fully. She still deals with some stuff regarding her late husband's stuff, so I let her do that and don't try to intrude.

It was after one of those times when she texted me to come over. I wasn't sure what for since there weren't any emojis or clues as to whether this was a booty call or not. I went over right away, wearing a pair of flip flops with some athletic shorts and a t-shirt. I started to knock before she opened the door. Her eyes showed signs of crying. My first move was opening my arms and she walked right in. I held her there in the doorway. I wasn't worried about spying eyes. We both lived far enough from nosey neighbors. After a bit of time, she looked up at me. Her tear-filled eyes softened my mood a bit before she opened her lips.

"Leo..."

She stopped there for a moment. It was rare she called me by my real name. It was kind of a warning sign to me that she was going to be serious. I paid deeper attention.

"I need help. Come in, please."

I followed her into her house towards her dining room table. I saw the paperwork strewn all over the table. As I sat next to her, she handed me one of the papers.

"I'm having a hard time getting stuff filled out for Mitchell's pension. I just need help figuring this stuff out."

We spent a few hours pouring over the paperwork to find out what to do in order to make sure she had access to his pension as his survivor. Partway though, I ordered some pizza. The pizza guy was surprised to see her dressed in normal clothes versus what she usually wears when we're together. She smiled the best she could before closing the door.

"I guess he was expecting a tease," she said.

"He'll get over it. You're not a machine."

She smiled.

"I knew there was a reason I kept you around, Romeo."

The nickname made me feel better. Her tone was a bit better by that point. As we ate, we looked at different things before I thought of an idea.

"I bet Jan could help."

She looked at me funny.

"Who's Jan?"

I smiled a little.

"She would be my legal advisor at the office. She's good at this stuff."

She looked at me more skeptically.

"Is she pretty?"

I looked her in her eyes before answering.

"She works for me. I never look at any of my employees the way I look at you."

She leaned in close before responding.

"Is...she...pretty?"

I took the hint and responded back.

"She is pretty. But she's also married and has three kids. And she's a loyal employee who had never tried to flirt with me or anything."

I saw her eyes soften a bit.

"I was doing it again, wasn't I?"

I held out my arms and she fell in, her face going into my shoulder. I held her again. I let her cry out what she was feeling before she started speaking again.

"I'm sorry, it's just..."

"You don't have to apologize, Amor. I get it."

She looked at me.

"I'm not looking for anyone else. I have you as long as you'll let me."

I closed my mouth and waited for her reaction. It felt like eternity even though it was only two minutes or so. She smiled at me.

"You are too much sometimes, Romeo."

I smiled back. Sometimes you don't need to be naked to be tender.