Magic Notebook - The Neighbor
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About A Notebook That Imposes Magical Rules, But It Keeps Making Them Sexy
(The Neighbor)
The next several days went by without Dan having much time to experiment with The The Nootbook as he and his two coworkers figured out the new shape of their lives. Leigh stayed with Dan every few nights, while Ashley was happier staying at her own apartment and usually chose to do so. Dan worked out of the office more often since sometimes he was giving Leigh a ride there anyway, and it gave him the chance to see Ashley.
The fact that his editor had her own office - with an opaque door - came in handy one morning after Dan and Leigh had realized they were going to be late in the middle of getting frisky in the morning. As soon as his editor had realized her owner was going unsatisfied, Ashley had closed the door, bent herself over her own desk and flipped her skirts up over her waist. Dan found himself balls deep in her pussy about a minute later, pumped her full of his cum, watched her lick his shaft clean while he sat in the guest chair in her office, then was back to work within about thirty minutes.
Neither woman was particularly interested in the details of his sex life with the other, except that they both seemed thrilled to know that the man who now owned them was enjoying his life overall.
It was about a week and a half later, on a Saturday that neither Ashley nor Leigh was staying with him, that Dan walked into his apartment to find the patio he shared with his neighbor was occupied. He had just returned from a morning in Bakes and Beans, which had been almost unusually normal. Yes, one of the baristas had dragged a customer into the bathroom and the two men had emerged fifteen minutes later looking sweaty and satisfied, but for all Dan knew, that would've happened even without the ongoing rule from the nootbook.
He dropped his laptop bag off in the living room, then walked over to the sliding glass door leading outside. His apartment was on the top floor of the two story building, and the area of the city it was in was low enough to the ground that the patio got decent sun during the day. He could see two women in the shared patio, one of them he recognized and one of them he did not.
The one he recognized was his neighbor. Jennifer was around fifteen years older than he was, in her early to mid forties. She had been living in the apartment next door since she sold her house when she and her husband finalized their divorce. She and Dan had been friendly, if slightly distant, chatting occasionally when they ran into each other in the space their apartments shared but otherwise not really hanging out. She was seated in a lounge chair, wearing a lightweight white robe and an oversized floppy straw hat and dark sunglasses against the noonday glare. A tall glass in one hand was covered in condensation, and she raised it to sip while listening to something the other woman on the patio was saying.
The other woman was Asian, and was stretched out on her stomach across another lounge chair, this one flattened out to act as a sunbed. She was wearing a reasonably modest two-piece teal bikini, and the faint shine of lotion on her skin told Dan that she was certainly sunbathing in the warm weather.
When Jennifer noticed him at his patio door, she waved at Dan, a bright smile touching her lips as she then beckoned for him to step outside and join them. He did so, sliding the patio door open and stepping through. As soon as he did, Jen greeted him. "Hey Dan! This is my best friend from college, Song." She indicated the sunbathing woman, who turned her head and propped herself up enough to smile a quick greeting at him.
Standing on the patio, Dan had a decent view of the two womens, and they could scarcely have been more different physically. Jennifer was tall and pale and obviously doing her best to remain in shadow even as she sunbathed with her friend. She was wearing a pair of shorts under her robe, which hugged a pair of wide hips that he knew from past observation went with an ample and well rounded backside. She was more bottom heavy than top, but the 'v' in her robe had worked its way open enough to showcase a black bikini top and a healthy amount of cleavage. Her hair was naturally blonde, but she dyed it on a semi-regular basis to whatever color struck her fancy at the time, leaving her with a metallic red-purple ponytail at the moment.
Song, in contrast, was slender and exposed most of her comparatively dark skin to the sun. Her hips were relatively narrow, and he tried to not let his eyes linger where her bikini stretched taut across an obviously well muscled taut little ass. Her pitch black hair was cut short in a bob, pinned back with a couple of clips to keep it off of her face while she soaked in the California sun. She looked almost aggressively fit, but couldn't have been more than a few inches above five feet in height. Her smile was tight as Jen continued, "This is the neighbor I mentioned, Dan. Dan, Song's staying with me a couple days to meet up with her niece while they check out UCSC."
Dan offered the best friendly smile he could manage, keeping his eyes firmly on the faces of the women rather than letting them wander. He had no interest in souring his relationship with his neighbor, and from the way Song was side-eyeing him, taking too long to soak in the sight of the two older women was likely to be a step in a negative direction. Still, he didn't want to be unfriendly after he was invited out either. "That sounds great! Let me know if you want any info on UCSC, I'm happy to share whatever info I can. And in the meantime, help yourselves to the patio, it's all yours, I can stay out of your way."
Jennifer waved the hand holding her drink at him, almost sloshing some of the liquid within onto the concrete patio floor, and causing Dan to finally realize that whatever she was drinking was almost certainly alcoholic. Her movements weren't exactly unsteady, but neither was she as graceful as she had been most of the times they'd run into each other. "No, no, no, this is your patio too, I don't wanna chase you off from using it. Tend your plants or whatever." She paused briefly, then added, "I always like looking at them when I come out here to hang out. It's nice to have a little bit of green just to appreciate, you know?"
Dan let out a quiet laugh, gesturing towards the small wooden box packed full of succulents and sandy soil. "You're welcome to take up gardening out here too, you know."
A muttered, "She wishes, girl has the worst black thumb I've heard of..." from Song was the first he had heard the sunbathing woman speak. Her voice, even sotto voce, was firm and authoritative, with even the aside comment immediately commanding attention. Despite that, Jennifer continued on as though her friend hadn't spoken. "No, I couldn't. I'd feel bad about taking up the space. It's
