NAKED Neighbor
Erotic Fiction by
Kendall Swan
Smashwords Edition
Romantic Words Publishing, LLC
RomWords1@gmail.com
Copyright © 2009 by Kendall Swan
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NAKED Neighbor
Paige Parsons loved her new house. She was officially a homeowner now and it felt great. She pulled her car into the garage and entered her home through the kitchen. She plopped her keys and purse on the counter and went to the fridge. She pulled out the already opened Chardonnay.
It had been another long day in a series of long days at work. Coming home to her new house was her only solace recently. She enjoyed her work and the money was great, but like every other American, she worked long hours to earn a living.
She went to her bedroom to change out of her suit. She pulled her long auburn hair up in a pony tail and slipped on some comfy sweats. She poured herself a generous glass of wine and went out to her porch. Orange and pink streaks were just exiting the sky, being taken over by a velvety navy blue night sky, sprinkles of stars just starting to become visible.
Paige sat down in her plush patio chair that she splurged on when she bought the house. She put her feet up on an adjacent chair and sipped her wine. The silence was loud and beautiful. This was the peace that soothed her heart after a long day. She hoped to have a man help her with that at some point. That would take time since she was new to town and working so many hours.
The pensive silence was broken the sound of glass touching concrete. She looked in the direction the sound came from but couldn’t see much through her vine covered white trellis that lined one side of her patio. Four foot high chain link fence picked up where it dropped off to bisect her yard from her neighbor’s. Paige considered getting up to check it out. She figured it was her neighbor and this might be a good opportunity to finally meet this person. But fatigue kept her from moving.
She looked over at the trellis trying to make out her neighbor’s obscured shape. She caught sight of a figure of a body reclining as she was. She saw an arm reach down and the warm glow from inside the neighbor’s house created a glint—a bottle. She heard the sound of glass on concrete again as the neighbor replaced it on the ground. How nice. They must be enjoying a drink under the night sky like me, she thought.
Paige eyed the trellis more closely, zeroing in a small hole that might give her a view. She tilted her head down to see in. The voyeur stance she was taking embarrassed and excited her at the same time. Watching someone in a private moment when they were unaware of being watched was intrusive but immensely satisfying to Paige. She enjoyed people watching in every form.
She spied a tan arm covered with a light coating of dark brown hair. A man, then. That’s nice, she thought. She lowered her head a tiny bit more to change the angle of the view and caught sight of his lounging body—his naked body. Paige immediately sat up, afraid of being caught spying. Her chest, neck, and face filled with the heat of embarrassment. Catching someone with their private thoughts was one thing, but naked?
What was he doing? They didn’t have a wooden privacy fence. Her other neighbors might see him, also. Maybe that’s what he wants? She wasn’t doing anything out of the ordinary. She was hanging out on her own porch. No, she wouldn’t let herself be affected by this. She hadn’t done anything wrong.
However, the tingling between her legs revealed that she was being affected by his nakedness, though not from shame. She looked through the hole again to get another look him. He was muscular, tan, and lean. He had a small amount of hair on his chest and above his flaccid penis. She looked up to his profile and liked what she saw. He had a strong jaw and pointed nose. His cheekbones were high but she couldn’t see his eyes.
She felt her body heat up as she looked him over. Her comfy sweats were becoming too hot. She had not been with a man since she moved here for her new job and her body was hungry for male attention. Her skin became sensitized and a light breeze that swam over her gave small relief to her overheated body.
He turned his head in her direction and Paige immediately looked away. Had he caught her eye? Did he know she was watching him? She couldn’t be sure. She did know that it was too hot for her to be wearing sweats. She thought about getting naked like her neighbor, to tease him. But she hadn’t had enough wine for that. She got up and went inside to get a refill. She felt energetic now since stumbling upon her voyeuristic treasure.
She went to her bedroom and shed her sweats and opted instead for a tank top and shorts. She noticed her pink nipples were hard and could be seen through the tank. Maybe he would see her? The thought made her giddy and she took off her panties before sliding on some loose fitting shorts. She needed easy access to touch herself, after all.
She refilled her wine and went back outside to her patio. She was sure he would know she was there now if he didn’t already. She got comfortable again with her two patio chairs and waited. There was no sound and no movement she could discern. The night was serene and the stars shown bright.
The calm she had originally sought would be impossible to reach as excitement now raced through Paige’s body at the realization that her neighbor might be spying on her as she had him. Maybe I should give him a show, she thought. The man was naked, after all. He would probably be into it.
Paige chugged her whole glass of wine and set the glass down on the ground producing a similar glass on concrete sound like he had, only higher pitched. Then she lay still for a moment. She turned her head to catch of glimpse of him watching her—to see if her imagination was a reality. She found the hole she was using to watch him before and tilted her head again. Again, she saw his naked torso, only his penis was not completely limp. It had grown. The man’s hands were still resting on the armrests of his lounge chair.
She moved her head to get a look at his face. Instead of seeing his profile as she had before, she caught sight of his face staring directly at her. He was smiling and his green eyes sparkled brightly. Paige sat up suddenly. Her nervous reaction puzzled her. She could feel her heart beating faster in excitement and anticipation. She tilted her head back to catch his eye on purpose this time but he was looking at the sky now.
Too bad, she thought. She was ready to flirt with him. She kept looking at his body, noticing every crevice and smooth line his shape made. Her pussy tingled in hunger. Paige slowly moved her hand down into her shorts. Her fingers reached her folds and were immediately welcomed by her slick juices. She brought her fingers up to lightly brush her clit and circle around it.
So far the neighbor had not turned his head back towards her. Paige kept lightly touching herself and heard a light moan escape when she slid two fingers inside her pussy. The neighbor’s head slowly turned towards Paige and she turned away, no longer brave enough to look him in the eye while engaging in such an intimate act.
She fingered herself a little more aggressively and her body writhed in pleasure. Her shorts were in her way now but she didn’t want to stop touching herself to take them off. She pictured the neighbor watching her rub her clit and finger herself and felt her pleasure reach a new plane. She had accepted that she was the voyeuristic type but she had never had the desire to be an exhibitionist as she had now. Did this even count as exhibition? She was in her own backyard. But she knew he was watching; and that erotic thought fanned the flames of her pent up sexuality.
“You should take your clothes off. It looks like they’re in the way,” a husky voice said. Paige stopped moving and her eyes grew wide. Adrenaline pulsed through her veins but was replaced with electric pleasure as she started rubbing her bud slowly with one finger. A smile crept across her face.
“I think you might be right,” she replied. Her clothes were off in a flash and she was back in position on her plush chairs, both hands between her thighs. Her eyes were closed as she felt her body inching closer to edge of the abyss. She thought she heard the sound of him getting up and walking towards her. She wasn’t sure and didn’t want or need to open her eyes to confirm it. The thought was powerful enough. Her hand was racing up and down on her clit, the other sliding in and out of her sex.