It was a warm summer day and not a cloud floated in the sky which made the warmth of the apartment complex's small laundromat that much warmer. Sean sat on a plastic chair and idly flipped through a magazine that he had brought down with him. He had moved in about two months prior and had been accepted to a university far from home. His next door neighbor was a gorgeous brunette who looked to be in her mid twenties, although he remembered someone saying that she was in her early thirties. All he knew about her was that she was hot and that her name was Chloe.
Sean watched her as she took her items out of one of the dryers. It was only himself and her in the room and still he couldn't bring himself to talk to her. He idly thought about getting into her pants but quickly dismissed it as being a dream that would never happen. He lowered his magazine slightly to view her rear as she bent over. He so wanted to just grab it and squeeze it, feeling her flesh between his fingers.
Chloe wore tight demin cutoff shorts that hugged her curvatious behind and a white tank top that barely seemed to be able to contain her bountiful breasts. Her long ravenous black hair was pulled back in a simple pony tail and fell to her shoulders. She went about her business as if no one was there but could feel Sean's eyes on her. She knew she was teasing him and liked the idea that she could capture his attention. She had just turned thirty and yet feeling his eyes on her made her feel much younger. She accidently dropped one of her black thongs on the floor but decided to leave it there, pretending she didn't notice. She picked up her laundry basket and quietly left the room. She wondered what he would do and giggled to herself like a schoolgirl.
Sean saw the thongs on the floor and looked around. Seeing no one around he walked over to them and picked them up. He wondered what she would think if she came back and saw him standing there holding them. His fingers ran over the soft material and suddenly realized that he was getting excited. This is my chance he thought to himself. He carelessly threw his clothes into his basket and took them to his apartment where he tossed it onto his bed. He looked in the mirror and made sure his hair was neat and then went to her apartment.
He carried the thongs in one hand and lightly tapped her door with the other. Sean noted with minor annoyance that his palms were slightly sweaty and he was developing a major case of butterflies in his stomach. The door opened and there she stood. "Hi, you left these behind down in the laundry room," he stammered. Her perfume was intoxicating and he could smell it fully now without the overpowering smells of detergent near by.
She smiled slightly and asked, "And what was it that I left behind?" She knew he held her thongs behind him and noted that he was quite nervous. That only made her want him even more.
Sean thrust her thongs forward towards her and blushed uncontrollably. "Sorry," he said meekly.
"Oh those. I was wondering where those went." She gently took them from his hand and carelessly tossed them onto her couch behind her. "Say, it's warm out here, why don't you come inside and have a cold drink. You look like you could use one."
"Uhm, sure. Thanks," Sean said, walking inside. He stood in one corner, afraid of doing anything that would set off warning bells in her head.
Chloe smiled at him and told him to sit down as she came out of the kitchen with two glasses of lemonade. She handed one to him as she in the middle of the couch, forcing him to sit next to her. She knew he was oblivious to her moves of seduction and figured that he was a virgin still. That thought alone spurred her on and she felt like being bad. It had been so long since she had any and for some reason this unexperienced boy had turned her on so badly that she could barely control herself. She looked at him, her dark brown eyes looking him over. "So you only moved here a couple of months ago right?"
"Yea. I'm going to the university down the street."
"I bet all the girls there are all over you aren't they?" she asked steering the conversation towards sex.
"Actually, the girls never really talk to me."
"Do you have a girlfriend? Because if you do, that would scare off the other girls."