This is the next installation in the Watching My New Neighbor series (first chapter here: https://www.literotica.com/s/watching-my-new-neighbor-ch-01)
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CHAPTER 2
Not only had Laura occupied my every waking thought since I had met her, but she had also occupied my dreaming ones as well. I just couldn't escape her—those long, tanned limbs, that golden blonde hair, her beautiful smile. I had promised myself that I wouldn't just let her slip by, that I would make a move on her or at least try to find out if we were batting for the same team. But she was just so damned beautiful, it was intimidating!
I spent my free time brainstorming ways to run into her and reasons to knock on her door. Borrow some sugar? Have a party? Bring her cookies? They all seemed too contrived, too forced. I resigned myself to be satisfied with my X-rated thoughts and dreams. And of course the occasional glimpse through her window. Every time I walked out of the car I couldn't help but glance up to see if she happened to be changing once again. Most times, the shades were drawn or the window was dark. But one night, I got lucky.
It was early morning and I was just leaving to take my dog for a walk. I glanced towards Laura's window, expecting to be disappointed once more, but was stopped dead in my tracks by what I saw: Laura on all fours, doing what seemed to be the downward dog position. She was wearing only a sports bra and the tiniest exercise shorts that hardly even deserved to be called shorts. It was by far one of the most beautiful sights I had ever seen. Her perfect ass stretched the shorts tight and I could see a glimpse of pink panties where the shorts were too skimpy to cover. Her long, shapely legs were stretched out behind her, calves and thighs taut. Now I know how she maintains that beautiful body, I thought to myself. She held the pose for another thirty seconds and then shifted into another pose where she was lying on the ground, still facing away from me. Her arms supported her weight as she stretched her upper body and head backwards.
With all that flexibility, I could only imagine the things she could do in bed. I imagined her stretched out on top of me, pressing her lithe body against my own. I was desperate to know how her moans sounded...maybe she was a screamer? I doubted it, she seemed like she would have low, breathy moans, the kind made me melt into a puddle. I imagined peeling off those tiny shorts and taking her pink panties with them. She would lift her hips up to help me in the way that women do. That was always my favorite part, the little lift and scoot to help me out. That move said, "I WANT you." Usually while looking down at me with her eyes only half open. I would run my hands up her smooth thighs to until I was only a movement away from being in her sweet, hot pussy...
All of a sudden she was gone out of the window, and just like that I was released from her spell. I furtively looked around to see if anyone had witnessed my naughty activities and sheepishly noticed that once again my hand was on my pussy, rubbing small circles on my clit over my panties. Pento looked up at me, wondering if we were going on our walk or not.
