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My New Neighbour 7

My New Neighbour 7

by pufferlover
19 min read
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I walk into the air-conditioned lobby and stare up at the flight of stairs, the 'Out of Order' sign on the elevator just sitting there silently mocking me. Better start grabbing my boxes if I want this to be quick, I decide. I carry a couple of boxes up to the third floor and put them near my new apartment, number 309. I continue to go up and down the stairs with more of my belongings, when a woman walks out of apartment 308.

She is middle aged, probably mid 40's, with long dark brown hair and brown eyes. Her full curvy hips softly swayed as she walks, with large breasts that instantly attract your eye. The woman is wearing light brown ankle boots and blue jeans that show off her long legs and waist. As my eyes look up her body, I see she has a brown sweater and a white puffer vest with a small fur trim. Her vest is slightly unzipped to give room for her breasts to have some space.

The attractive woman turns to me to speak, "Oh hi, you must be my new neighbour, I'm Dani."

I take a second to respond, "Andy, nice to meet you."

"Well Andy, if you want, I can take your boxes inside while you keep bringing them up," Dani offers.

"That would be great, much appreciated," I smile, appreciative of her generosity.

With Dani's help I have everything in my apartment in no time. My arms are quite sore as I'm carrying the final box in. I place the box down however it tips over and I watch in horror as my makeup bag slides out as well as my shiny red Super Puff. Dani doesn't say anything, but I can feel her eyes are directly on me.

"Um, just moving some of my sister's things," I stammer as I try to think of potential excuses, "Anyway I really appreciate the help, I guess I'll see you around."

I'm starting to blush and I'm almost matching the colour of my jacket. As she shuts the door behind her, I sigh in relief hoping she believed me. I begin unpacking, getting my feminine items sorted first. I'm about 5'10" so sometimes sizing for clothes and shoes can be a bit tough but I manage most of the time. I have short blond hair and a little bit of weight on me but not anything too obvious. Crossdressing is something I have enjoyed since I was 16 and now that I'm almost 20, I'm very excited to get an apartment by myself and to spend my days in my favourite clothes.

A few days have passed since first meeting Dani and I'm walking around town trying to get groceries for dinner. To my dismay, I soon find out all the local supermarkets are all shut so I'm walking back to my apartment empty handed wondering what I should do for dinner. As I walk into the now working elevator and select Floor 3, I hear a familiar voice yell out, "Hold the door please." I keep the door open, and I see Dani quickly walk in, she smiles softly as she notices me. I'm feeling a bit awkward and want to avoid saying anything and hoping we reach our floor soon. She looks at me in my Canada Goose puffer and my empty shopping bags.

"It sure is cold out there," she says, pointing at my jacket, "unfortunately the shops shut early on weekends here."

"Yeah, I did not realise that," I say forlorn but with a small laugh. I notice that Dani is wearing sneakers and tight black leggings as well as a lightweight blue North Face puffer. "Were you out for any reason? It's pretty chilly," I ask.

"I love the cold," Dani replies, "good opportunity to get some exercise in. You must be hungry if you can't get any food, if you like I have some leftovers at home you can have."

I begin to protest and say that I will find something else to eat. She cuts me off quickly, "Nonsense, you need to have a proper dinner, I'll get you something."

Our elevator arrives at Floor 3 and I nervously follow Dani into her apartment, trying to keep my eyes from looking at her backside. The apartment is nice and tidy while still feeling homely. I glance over at her couch and see a black puffer blanket folded up.

She notices me looking and explains, "I got that a couple of months ago, really warm and great for watching movies in the cold. I'm a sucker for anything puffy or I guess."

My heart jumps hearing this but I dismiss it as an innocuous statement, she probably just likes the warmth, nothing more.

She places some hot spaghetti on the table for me, "Here you go," she says cheerfully. I sit down and start eating, grateful to get some food in my stomach.

"This is wonderful Dani, thank you so much," I say between mouthfuls.

"Not a problem Andy," she replies, "I have some red wine leftover if you like, let me find it."

Without asking she grabs a bottle of wine and then reaches up to a shelf for some wine glasses. She has to stand on her tiptoes to reach the back of the shelf. As she reached up, her leggings tighten around the curves of her hips and gives me a wonderful view of her ass. The combination of her jacket and body gives me an unwanted erection. I shuffle my chair to make sure my erection is hidden under the table as she places the glasses on the table. Dani pours both glasses and hands one to me and clinks my glass, "To new neighbours and friends," she says.

We drink some wine together as we talk for a while. Dani is very friendly and open about her life. Two years ago, she managed to sell a product idea to a company that resulted in a comfortable payout with ongoing royalties. Dani talks with sincere honesty that I have to respect, the company tried to write her out of the deal, so she spent months with lawyers and almost decided to quit. However, she managed to push through and her persistence paid off. She explains she could just live off of ongoing royalties, but she has a casual job to keep busy.

Dani tells me how she likes to go shopping and finding new outfits, especially outerwear. She looks at me with a knowing grin as she says this, and I wonder if she is referring to the jacket she saw a few days ago. I hope she is being polite and does not remember what she saw. Looking at the time I decide to head home. As I am leaving, Dani gives me her number.

"Here Andy, put my number in your phone," she smiles, "If you ever want to have a chat or you need some of my leftovers, give me a call."

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I enter her number in my phone and grab my coat to leave. Before I can open the door, she gives me a goodbye hug. My face rests against her puffer and her soft hair. I can feel her hands holding me tight, wrapped around my jacket. Dani eventually lets go, allowing me to walk home. As I head home the hug from Dani sticks in my mind, it wasn't long enough to be awkward but definitely longer than normal. When I get to my bedroom, I change into a light blue silk nightie and some satin white panties. I hop in bed and decide to send Dani a quick text.

"Hey Dani, thanks for dinner and the conversation, I had a great night :)," I send to her. I receive a response within 30 seconds.

"My pleasure Andy, it was great to get to know you, would love to see you again," she responds.

My brain is struggling a bit to focus, partly because of the wine, but mainly the emotions. Is she being flirty? Or maybe just a friendly neighbour? I try to sleep with these thoughts on my mind. Slowly these thoughts change to her body, the leggings showing off her legs and her blue puffer. I picture the jacket tight, her breasts tightly pressed against the material. My mind goes back to her in the white puffer vest. How casual and effortlessly cool she was but looking incredibly sexy at the same time. These thoughts swirl in my mind as I drift off to sleep, my hand running along the silk of my nightwear.

I wake up noticing I came in my panties. I hurriedly get changed and get my delicates into the wash before people begin to use the shared laundry. A couple of panties, a bra and some sleepwear all get thrown in. Once complete I rush back to my apartment and prepare to do some study and some freelance web design work.

Before I can begin I get a call from a very panicked Dani.

"Andy, are you free right now? My computer crashed and I'm scared I've lost all my work," she tells me in a fluster.

"Yeah I'll be there in a second," I respond.

I leave my apartment and find Dani, the door open waiting for me. Today she is wearing a lightweight white puffer and a simple black dress. She quietly plays with the zipper of the jacket, trying to distract herself from the situation around her. Dani looks pretty as always but it's obvious she is struggling to keep herself together, her usual composure and poise gone.

I try to reassure Dani that we will figure things out. I investigate her laptop, trying to identify where the issue lies and it's not long before I find it. Her battery has slid out ever so slightly, not enough to be noticeable but enough to stop giving her laptop power. The battery slides in easily with a click and her laptop begins to start. Dani lets out a little squeal but I can continue to feel her looking over my shoulder anxiously.

While her computer is booting up my eyes dart around her apartment. In her living room, I spot a coat rack with 4 or 5 puffers hanging up. My eyes take in the beautiful sight, multiple puffers in various colour and styles, from a cropped black jacket to a long grey down coat. I imagine how they must feel, and I want to ask what she has them for but I need to focus on the task at hand.

"I haven't done much work but I hope everything is still there," she tells me nervously.

The computer loads but to a blank screen and I hear Dani sigh sadly, "Oh well, at least you got it running Andy, thanks."

I look at Dani and give her a wide smile, comfortable I can recover her work. I load up the auto save of her document and reload her browser tabs, restoring her previous progress.

Dani squeals and hugs me from behind, her hair falling onto my shoulder, "You're a lifesaver, my IT hero. At my age, technology isn't the easiest thing to fix."

"It's my pleasure Dani," I say, "glad I could be of service."

I look at her computer screen and see the document open. It is titled 'Creating a Chic Winter Outfit' by Danielle Hartman. The page is empty but she has multiple pictures of women in puffer jackets, from affordable simple designs to more expensive brand name jackets.

"It's my hobby and casual job," she explains, "I write for different fashion magazines and blogs, about anything really but my favourite stories are about outerwear and puffers."

"Wow that's really cool Dani," I reply, "having trouble on this one?" referring to the empty document. My voice remains steady, but my brain is panicking as I speak. I've been a fan of Dani's articles for several years; they are written to be a bit playful but still informative and enjoyable. I had been following her for many years but never even thought of the possibility that I was living next door to her.

"Yeah, I know a lot about the current fashion and trends but," she hesitates, "I feel like my pieces are becoming a bit samey. I always like emphasising how clothes can be a part of someone's personality and helping people feel confident in their choices. I just don't feel as enthusiastic anymore, I want something fresh or to write from a different perspective or mindset. I'm sure I will come up with something eventually."

"Well I'm sorry to hear that, let me know if I can help," I say without thinking. "Anyway, sorry to rush off but I need to start on some work. See you around Dani."

When I get back to my apartment, I look through my wardrobe and decide what to wear. I grab a pair of pink lacy panties, a matching bra and slip inside some rolled up socks. I don't have inserts so I have to make do with what I can find. I grab a white floral dress and slip it on, adjusting my fake breasts to look natural under the bra and dress. I look through my puffers and decide what to wear for the day. After some time, I eventually decide on a pink Kathmandu Epiq puffer to match my outfit. As I slide on the soft sleeves I feel the familiar ecstasy of a quality puffer jacket. The jacket feels comfortable against my body as my hands slide softly over the material and pull it tightly around myself. I smile as I begin to feel comfortable, starting the process of embracing my feminine side. Next, I go to my mirror and start applying my makeup. I decide on a light layer of foundation, a light pink lipstick and some mascara, nothing too complex for a day at home.

I sit down on the couch, carefully laying my dress underneath me, and place my laptop in a comfortable position. It turns out to be a very relaxing day, working on an assignment and then spending a few hours helping a client with a website. Thankfully I have no video calls, I've made sure all my clients give me a heads up as I don't want them to see me all done up but it still occasionally happens.

I finish my day and am lazing on the couch, dress spread out around me, my face leaning against the soft collar of my puffer jacket. I'm sipping a beer and playing some games as I hear my phone go off. I notice that I have got a text from Dani, but I'm too focussed on my game. A few minutes later I find a place to spot and check her text, it reads, "Andy I'm scared, are you able to come over?"

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I immediately panic and want to make sure she is ok. I reply to her instantly, "Oh my God Dani, are you ok? I will be right there."

I rush to the bathroom to take off my makeup as quickly as I can, my jacket, dress and lingerie hurriedly thrown on my bed. I take a moment to check her response while I find some pants and a top.

Dani responds to me, "I'm watching Hush and I'm freaking out. Would love some company and warmth." I start to think about what to say when I get another message from her, "You can join me under my puffer blanket, just wear something comfy ;)."

Not exactly an emergency I think to myself but I'm already changed now, plus it would be nice to see Dani again. I head over and find Dani's door open for me. The door shuts behind me and I walk to the couch. She looks up at me and smiles softly. She is wearing tight shorts and a singlet. Her breasts press against the fabric of her top, the lack of bra obvious. She taps the spot next to her and invites me on the couch. I sit down next to her to watch the rest of the movie.

She immediately wraps her puffer blanket around the both of us as she resumes the movie. Before long, Dani rests her head on my shoulder. Without thinking I put my arm around her and hold her close to me. We watch the rest of the movie in silence, cuddled together under her puffy blanket. As the credits of the movie begin to play, she looks at me and smiles.

"Thanks for the company Andy," she whispers before she places a soft kiss on my lips.

I'm slightly taken aback at how forward Dani is and she seems to notice my hesitance because she places a reassuring hand on my chest. I take a moment to compose myself before leaning forward to kiss her back.

"Thanks for having me Dani," I smile as my hands rub up the blanket and against Dani's legs.

Our lips begin to kiss softly and tentatively, almost as if we don't believe this is happening. Dani's hand gently slides onto my leg as her kisses move to my cheek. My erection grows as I place my hand on her waist, her soft skin underneath. We spend the next half an hour slowly making out, alternating between lips and neck. My hands travel up to her chest and I rest them on her breasts as she places her hand on my bulge. I squeeze tentatively, her nipples hard to my touch. I continue to stimulate her as my lips softly kiss and nuzzle her neck. The sounds of her moans increase as her thumb rubs up and down my penis, sending shivers down my spine. Our movements slow down as we pull apart, catching our breath.

"Andy, I need to ask, that jacket and makeup, was it yours?" Dani asks this softly, not with any judgement but with curiosity.

I blush and try to think of an answer but I can't bring myself to speak. Dani notices this and holds me close whispering to me, "It's ok, no need to answer. Just know I don't care and I'm actually kind of happy if it was yours."

She lets me go and I look in her eyes. She knows and I know she knows. I can't bring myself to admit it, so I rush off quickly trying to hide my embarrassment. It's stupid I know but I can't help it. I get into my apartment and put on my red Super Puff as I begin to let my tears up, "I'm such a stupid mess," I think to myself. I zip it up tight as I see Dani trying to call me and I answer without speaking.

"Andy, I'm really sorry if I made you uncomfortable," she says comfortingly.

"It's ok," I respond.

"Are you sure? You seemed upset," she asks.

"Yeah, I just need a bit of space, sorry, things are going quickly and I need to gather my thoughts," I reply.

"I understand Andy, sometimes I can be a bit impulsive and take things too quickly," she apologises softly, "take as much time as you need, I'm not going anywhere."

There is a gap of silence "And Andy," she continues, "you can tell me as little or as much as you want but your secret is safe with me and I will never judge you for being yourself."

I smile as I end the phone call, the confusing thoughts still in my mind, but her reassurance makes me feel better. I fall asleep in my puffer, with the jacket, and Dani's words, providing a sense of comfort.

A couple of days pass and I decide to get some courage and message Dani. I spend at least 10 minutes writing and rewriting my message. I finally decide on this, "Hi Dani, I'm sorry for the other night, I just found myself getting overwhelmed and didn't know how to respond. Those are my clothes and makeup and I spend the day getting dressed up and wearing puffer jackets. I know it's weird but that's just me."

The messages sends and I sit nervously, phone in my hand, anxiously awaiting a response, or worse, no response. A few minutes later I feel my phone vibrate. I breathe out and smile as I read Dani's response. "Hey silly, don't need to apologise and YOU. ARE. NOT. WEIRD. You are so courageous for holding that secret and telling me. I love puffers as well, probably more than you haha, I have quite the collection. And I'm attracted to you regardless of what you wear."

Reading Dani's response I start to smile and tear up. She is so thoughtful and understanding, I can't believe she cares about me. Also, her love of puffers, I can't wait to ask her so many questions about her wardrobe but I don't want to go overboard. I try to respond as calmly and restrained as possible, "Thanks Dani, it means a lot. I would love to see you again if that's possible," I reply to her.

The conversation with Dani ends and I go to my wardrobe and begin to look through my collection deciding what puffer I want. I decide on my black Patagonia down parka. I slowly take off my clothes till I'm standing in my room naked. I rub my hands over the material, taking in the feeling of the softness and the weight of the jacket in my arms. As I put on my jacket my thoughts switch to Dani. I zip my parka up slowly as I picture her.

Dani stands in front of me. Her swaying hips and breasts are covered by my Canada Goose puffer. She slowly unzips the jacket without revealing anything, standing there teasing me. The rack of puffers I saw several days earlier are next to her. Her nails softly run over the material, letting the sound of the jackets fill the silence. She grabs them, squeezes them and rubs them against her face.

My hand goes down to my cock without thinking and I slowly stroke it. My other hand rubs over the material of my jacket, taking in the softness and the feeling it brings. I continue to masturbate as my thoughts continue, Dani trying on different puffers, showing off her body and asking my opinion.

My thoughts are abruptly cut short as I feel my semen run over my hand. I rush to clean myself up, making sure not to damage my jacket. It only takes me a few minutes to clean myself up before I continue on with my day. However, the lingering thoughts of Dani float around my head for the rest of the day.

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