The heatwave was killer. It was all I could do to plop down in front of my computer and zone out while the deluge of sweat worked to transform my tank top into cling wrap. The drenched cloth stuck to my boobs and glued my back and ass to the fake leather of my desk chair. A box fan was running directly at me, but all that whirring and spinning did little more than swirl the humid atmosphere around the room. The window was cracked wide, but there was no breeze to cool my skin. I felt like a melting popsicle.
I lounged glossy-eyed before the monitor. I attempted to start up a game, but I just stared at the start menu. My exhaustion quickly got the best of me, and I ended up just scrolling between Discord, Reddit, and Instagram. It was the afternoon, I was still unemployed, and there was simply nothing else to get done. Well, I did think of one thing to do. The social media slump eventually gave way to porn browsing, and my body finally decided that I had found an activity worth expending energy on.
Getting the engines started took a little extra effort under that blanket of heat. The usual slew of erotic gifs wasn't exciting me, so I applied a little elbow grease. I slipped my hand down past the waistband of my panties and began to play with my lips, pulling them apart and rubbing my palm over my vulva. I periodically toyed with my clit and relaxed a while with the pleasure of feeling myself. The oppressive heat was too much to start any real action, so I lounged and browsed. I stumbled upon a video of a chiseled man slow fucking a girl missionary, and that kept me pleasantly occupied. It was enough to get the juices flowing, not that I needed the lube with all that sweat.
I actually did manage to relax despite the temperature. With the window cracked wide and the fan blasting me, the water on my body began to cool a little. My tank top was a wet blanket at that point, so I slipped it off over my head and my bare skin sunk into my chair. My sweaty tits glistened like two Hershey kisses on my chest, melting. My nipples were semi hard from passive arousal, and I liked how perky they made my breasts look. My neighbor evidently liked them too.
I saw him out of the corner of my eye as I tipped my chair back to continue playing with myself. The house next door had a window parallel to my own, and the neighbor boy, home from college, was kneeling on his bed and pumping his cock beneath his pajama bottoms in plain view. His thick brown hair was cropped short and he boasted a sharp chin line. A large t-shirt concealed a physique that was well maintained. I could imagine the solid abs tensing up under there. His green eyes strained on me with intense concentration as he fumbled beneath his pants. Pants? The fucker had air conditioning! I wasn't sure if he was cute or weird, but he was a lucky bastard to have air conditioning and a woman to stare at on a day like today.
Despite my jealousy, the thought of putting on a show for the neighbor boy got me horny as hell. I could practically feel like pussy pull open as it began to lubricate itself. My whole crotch got hot with excitement and my clit stiffened and tingled. I rocked my hips against my hand, but I didn't indulge right away. I didn't let on that I saw the neighbor either. I kept my head straight and caught furtive side glances as I toyed with my lips some more. I didn't want to scare the guy away.
