For a couple of weeks after Shanie had enjoyed watching her neighbour pleasure herself, she'd been leaving her apartment much earlier in the morning. She told herself it was because she was incredibly busy, but as she spent an hour in Starbucks every morning before arriving at the office she knew that wasn't strictly true. The real reason, not that she was prepared to admit it, was that she didn't feel she could face her neighbour in the hallway as they both normally headed off to work at the same time.
Shanie had also made a point not to think about that evening, knowing if she did she'd not be able to resist the temptation to plunge her fingers deep in her pussy no matter where she was. To that end, it had been an unusually long time since Shanie, or anyone else, had touched her and she was starting to feel as if she would have to do something about that soon.
Returning from home late one evening, another part of the avoidance tactic, Shanie had determined that tonight was her night. She planned a relaxing bath, glass of wine and maybe, having discovered the effect masturbating women had on her, she'd have a look online and see if she could find any additional stimulus. Not that she really felt as if she needed any though.
Taking the lift up to the 10th floor of her apartment block Shanie slipped out of her red silk knickers. She'd been thinking about her pussy, and her neighbour's pussy, since she left work and she therefore wasn't at all surprised to find that her knickers were wet through. Just before the lift doors open she slipped a finger inside her wet cunt and gently pushed against her g-spot, feeling the familiar gushing sensation as she did so. She slipped her knickers in her bag and headed along the corridor towards her apartment.
Walking past her neighbour's door she noticed it was slightly ajar. She tried to think nothing of it and her head told her legs to keep walking towards her own front door but they simply refused to do as they were told. She stopped in her tracks and peered through the small gap between the door and the wall. Listening carefully she could hear the TV. Her neighbours usual evening entertainment was playing, the unmistakeable sound of an all-girl-fuck-fest. She could just see part of her neighbour's leg in the air, raised up from the sofa and Shanie shuddered as she recalled from her memory the frontal view of that shot she'd had a couple of weeks ago.
Shanie knew she should go home but still her legs wouldn't move except to squeeze her thighs together to place delicious, tantalising pressure on her clit. She found herself pushing the door open wider to get a better view. Both her neighbour's legs were in the air, clad in fishnet stockings and those amazingly sexy high-heeled shoes and on the screen a gorgeous busty red-head was furiously rubbing her clit, well on the way to a no doubt well-deserved orgasm.
The next thing Shanie realised she'd open the front door wide and had stepped into her neighbour's apartment. She wasn't sure how she got there but from the pussy juices now starting to drip down her inner thighs she knew she should make a hasty exit.
"Come in. Shut the door."
"Shit," thought Shanie. "She's gonna have me arrested for this. What the fuck am I gonna do now?" Her aching pussy told her there was only really one thing she could do. She stepped further into the apartment and shut the door behind her.
"Come over here" said the neighbour. "Take your clothes off first."