Starzz

A quick read personal fantasy in my sub mood.  A Dom one coming next...

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As my older neighbor there is a 10 year difference in our age, but I’ve always been taken by your beauty and classy demeanor. Last year you went through a divorce and now live alone. The fantasies have only been escalating in my mind at that thought. A few days back, we both got home at the same time, you in you business suit, skirt and so sexy heels - me in my business suite. You asked me if I could help you with you computer. I immediately jumped at the thought, but tried to hide my excitement. You lead me back to your home office, where you sat down in the chair. Crossing your legs, your skirt moved slightly up and gave me an excellent flash of your absolutely irresistible legs and heels. You reached out and tapped your keyboard with your finely polished red nails. “See, the keyboard doesn’t do anything”, you said. “Let me look at the connection”, I replied as I knelt down to reach around the back of the computer. At that time you let your crossed leg slip softly out of your heel to let it dangle off your toes. It was mere inches away from me, Oh how I wanted to reach over and kiss the top of your foot, feel the silk of your hose on my hands, show you how infatuated I was with you. I drifted off into fantasy land for only a brief moment, when I reseated your keyboard. “There, try it again”, I said. “It works! You are wonderful...” you replied. I stood back up hoping you wouldn’t notice my bulging excitement. “What do I owe you”, you asked. “Absolutely nothing. I’d do anything for you” I joked. You smiled, waked over to me and gently reached up to give me a peck on the cheek. “You are wonderful”, you said. Having you that close to me, smelling your perfume and feeling your red lips touch me was about all I could take. How I wanted to turn my head and feel your sexy lips on mine, softly kiss and lick them like I wanted to do to your whole body for years. I went home with the thoughts of that night haunting, every minute of every day. I could not stop thinking about you. Just a few days later, you were feeling a bit horny, it had been some time since you had an intimate relationship. It was late - around midnight. You too thought about that day, you knew all to well how excited you made me, how easily you could arouse me with a soft kiss or with your legs and heels. Maybe you could have just want you wanted from me, how you wanted it, when you wanted it. Wouldn’t it be fun to have your own sex slave, on call, so close - you chuckled to yourself at the thought. In the next house I lay awake, still transfixed on the events early in the week. You are so sexy to me, so mature, so refined, and yet so unreachable. As the amusing thought of having your own live sexy toy goes from a laughable thought, to a potential reality - something inside you is ignited; Maybe it is time to redirect some of the energy and control you use to make a living; redirect it for your own pleasure. You call me, that second - to make me confess my desires from that day, to tease me, and to please yourself at the prospect...