*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age.
**Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself, utilizing Microsoft Spell-Check. You have been forewarned, expect to find mistakes.
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The Sunflower Apartments complex went up quickly. One day there were just fallow fields at the intersection of Highways 331 and 12-A in Mordbrand, Kansas. Then a crew with bulldozers leveled the field. Then came the massive cement trucks and semis loaded down with building materials. Before long, forty eight apartments spread over four uniform buildings were available for rent.
Teri Jones lolled on the couch of her apartment. She'd rented Apartment 307 A the moment she'd received her third paycheck from her job at the recycling plant and told her step-father he would have to get a job. He would no longer be able to charge her rent.
"You're not going to have my paycheck to support your fat ass," Teri declared the moment she saw that she'd managed to save enough money for first and last month's rent plus the deposit on Jayel County Public Utilities.
Howard Fineman tried to spin the story when Debbie Fineman wanted to know why Teri was moving out. Howard tried to paint a picture of a spoiled, narcissistic brat that chafed under his firm but loving hand.
"No, Teri, really. Why are you moving out?" Debbie asked; not buying Howard's explanation.
"Because, Mother, I bust my ass in that sweaty, smelly warehouse all day, come home and this ass hole takes half my check, says its rent to live here," Teri said.
"He what? You what? Howard? You, Teri, how much has he taken from you so far?" Debbie demanded, shocked.
Right now, Howard Fineman was working as a bus boy/dishwasher at Rio Del Sol Mexican restaurant; Debbie did not give a tinker's damn that the position was beneath him. So far, in the three years that they'd been married, Howard had yet to find one job that was worthy of a man of his caliber and intellect.
"Well, you just need to elevate the job, rather than waiting for that right job to find you," Debbie had said, teeth gritted. "Okay? Bring the job up to your standards, but God help your fat hairy ass if you somehow lose that job."
Teri's furniture had been accumulated from various family and friends and garage sales. Teri had gone down to Falwell City, Oklahoma to Wilson Fabrics and had used the sewing machine she'd inherited from her grandmother to fabricate slipcovers for the love seat and couch and chair. She'd bought yards of iced lemon faux suede material and covered couch and chair and loveseat. Then she had made throw pillows of light pink and peach and lime faux suede and scattered the soft pillows around, creating a soft and inviting area.
Donna Aldridge, Teri's best friend had said the place just made her hungry for lemon sherbet. But Donna agreed, Teri's apartment was a lot nicer than her own apartment; Donna rented 305 C, a tiny studio apartment.
As she lolled on her comfortable couch, casually flipping through television channels, movement caught Teri's eye. She got off the couch and approached her living room window, which faced Apartment building C. Her living room window looked directly into the living room of Apartment 302 C. The beautiful and very pregnant tenant of 302 C was dressed in only lacy bra and matching panties as she raised the blinds of her living room. As there was a light breeze, Teri had her own blinds up and her living room window cracked halfway open.
"I, Keremy, how would I know what happened?" Teri could hear the beautiful woman speaking. "One minute we have power and the next minute we don't. And, God, being knocked up? You know I need that air on. God I'm burning up here!"
When the neighbor turned, Teri groaned. The skimpy panties showed off the neighbor's luscious ass.
Watching the beautiful woman's delicious ass, Teri worked her fingers down the front of her shorts, over her bald mound toward her wet lips. Teri wasn't surprised to find that she was already quite wet.
Teri was fairly certain she was gay. She'd had a few fucks with guys, mostly when she was in high school. Despite numerous opportunities, in spite of several offers, she'd not had any fucks since starting her job at the recycling plant. But for as long as she could remember, Teri had been attracted to women. And the unnamed neighbor was constant fantasy fodder for Teri's masturbation sessions. The neighbor's big round belly and her sweet innocent round face and her large jiggling breasts and sweet ass had Teri frantically rubbing herself whenever she had a few moments of privacy.
"Okay, Gerry, be right back," Teri heard a deep male voice say.
"Hurry," Gerry ordered.
Teri hunkered down, waiting, hoping to see more of her neighbor. She now had a name to go with the sweet face and sexy pregnant body. Teri wondered what Gerry would think if she knew that, twenty feet away, she had a female admirer? Would the young woman close the blinds, preventing Teri's voyeuristic pleasures?
Apparently, the electricity was off at Apartment 302 C. Teri watched as Gerry lolled on a soft couch, listlessly fanning her sweating body.
Teri got up and fixed herself a drink; her mother had given Teri a bottle of Nulough's vodka, a fifth of Iron Barrel Whiskey, and a fifth of Virgin Island rum. So far, Teri liked the rum, but her best friend Donna vacillated between the rum and the vodka. Teri made herself a whiskey and Seven-Up and gave a slow satisfying sip of the fizzing drink.
Soon, the murmur of voices floated into her window and Teri again crouched down. Her eyes opened wide as she saw a handsome man and her pregnant neighbor sitting on the floor, on a towel. Jeremy must have run to the convenience store on Highway 331 and bought a bag of ice. As Teri watched, Jeremy took a chunk of ice and ran it over Gerry's neck and shoulders. Gerry leaned forward and moved her thick waist length brown hair aside.
"Oh God yes," Gerry groaned aloud, loud enough for Teri to hear her.
Like that, huh?" Jeremy chuckled.
"Uh huh," Gerry agreed. "Oh, get my back. Oh!"
Teri found her cell phone and hit '4' for Donna's number. When Teri wasn't masturbating to thoughts of her sexy pregnant neighbor, she was pleasuring herself to thoughts of Donna, with her large giggly boobs, sweetly rounded ass, long blonde hair and big cow eyes.
"Hello? Hey, listen, can't talk long; stupid phone's about to die and I can't charge it' power's out over here," Donna said immediately. "You, the power off there?"
"No, you, you got to come over here," Teri hissed and almost squealed as Gerry unhooked her industrial strength bra. "Bring your charger; you can charge your phone here. But you have to see this."
"Be right there, don't know what happened," Donna said. "One minute we..."
Teri did squeal as her neighbor flung her bra aside. Teri watched as Jeremy now held a piece of ice in his two hands and massaged Gerry's large breasts with the pieces of ice. The way they were seated, Teri had a perfect profile or side view of the neighbors. She could just make out Gerry's right nipple, dark and puffy. Teri masturbated as she could see Gerry's full, round breast all wet and dripping with melting ice. Teri let out a low moan as her first orgasm crested.
It took Donna longer to meander across the drive than it had taken for Jeremy to grab the ice for Gerry. Teri now had her phone on 'Record Video' and set it on the windowsill, recording the erotic images of her sexy pregnant neighbor being rubbed down with ice.
"Damn it, quit it," Teri hissed, hoping Donna's obnoxiously loud knocking could not be heard by her neighbors.
"Hey, I swear, one minute, I'm just sitting there, and..." Donna said, shuffling slowly into the apartment.
"Shh, shh, come see," Teri hissed, waving her hands for Donna to be quiet.
