The house across the street had only been for sale for a couple of weeks before it sold. I was cleaning the breakfast dishes, when I heard all the commotion from across the street. I quickly finished the dishes and walked to the big front window to watch my new neighbor move in. I had no idea who had bought the house, so needless to say I was excited to see what my new neighbor looked like.
When I looked out the window, there were two large moving trucks in the driveway. There was a red car parked along the curb in the street. Besides the moving men, there was a woman standing in the driveway. All I could make out about her was that she was tall and had long, blond hair. Her hair stopped at her mid back. I could definitely tell she was the new owner. She was directing the moving men around.
I ran into the kitchen to grab a chair to place in front of the window. I now knew my new neighbor was a woman. Now I had to find out if she was married. I was hoping she was single. To be perfectly blunt, I was praying that not only was she single, but that she was a lesbian. I've been a lesbian for about five years. I broke up with my girlfriend of three years six months ago. The separation literally broke my heart. Now I'm ready to go out and meet someone new. How perfect this would be!
I sat in front of the window the whole afternoon. The moving men left around noon, and for the next three hours, I watched my neighbor get settled down and finally decided that I needed to get my butt over there to introduce myself and meet her. I got dressed, nothing fancy, and went across the street. I rang the doorbell. I waited a minute and then rang the bell again. I had just about given up hope when she finally answered.
"Hi," I said followed by a warm smile. "I'm Kelly and I live right across the street. I just wanted to stop by to introduce myself and to let you know if you need anything to please stop by."
Even wearing baggy, old work clothes, this woman was beautiful. She extended her hand and we shook hands while she introduced herself.
"My name is Stacy and I appreciate you taking the time to stop by. Now I finally know one of my neighbors."
"Well I know you must have a million things to do and I don't want to keep you, but I just had to drop by."
"I really appreciate it Kelly."
"Okay, don't work too hard."
Stacy laughed and waved to me as I headed back to my house. When I got to my house and closed the front door, I leaned against it.
"Damn she's hot," I said aloud.
As I did a few things around the house and fixed dinner, I kept a close eye on Stacy's house. For the next few days, life was pretty dull. Stacy would leave for an hour or two and then come back. I hadn't talked to her since that first day. Finally on the fifth day, Stacy knocked on my front door. It wasn't exactly great timing. I had been watching one of my porn videos and fucking myself on the couch with my trusty vibrator. I got off the couch and hurried to the bedroom to get a robe. There was another set of knocks on the door.
"I'm coming," I yelled as I hurried down the hall to the door. I had no idea it was Stacy who was on my porch. I threw open the door thinking it was another annoying salesperson and ticked off at their "wonderful" timing.
"Oh I'm sorry did I come at a bad time," Stacy asked.
"No, no, it's okay," I quickly said. "I thought you were a salesperson."
"My phone's not working, so I was wondering if I could use yours to call the phone company."
"Sure, no problem. Come right on in."
As Stacy brushed against me as she stepped inside, my heart jumped. She followed me into the kitchen. I asked her if she wanted some tea to drink.
"Tea sounds good, thank you."
I made the tea while Stacy called the phone company. When Stacy hung up from talking to the phone company, she sat down at the kitchen table to drink her tea. As we talked and drank our tea, I became aware that Stacy was in no hurry to go home.
"So have you met any of the other neighbors?"
"I've been really busy, but Bob and Sue stopped by."
"They're a nice couple."
You have no idea how hard it was for me to say that. I don't get along with Bob and Sue. They are quite old fashioned and they also know that I'm a lesbian. They go out of their way to ignore me.
"Would you like to stay for dinner Stacy?"
"That would be great as long as I'm not putting you out or anything."
"Are you kidding? I would love to have you stay. It's been awhile since I've had someone stay for dinner."
"I really appreciate it. I've had fast food for the last few days, I don't think I could manage one more day."
"I know what you mean."
"Where's your bathroom?"
"Down the hall on the left. Since you're staying for awhile I should lock the front door. I don't like knowing someone can just walk in."
"Oh I'll get it. I'm getting up anyway to use the bathroom."
