Neighbours Ch. 06

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Chapter 6

Sarah wakes up, the house is quiet, Nick having left early morning for yet another business trip, an extended one this time. She stretches and yawns, thinking of how good it would be to roll over into Ben’s arms right now. She desperately wants to kiss him, an urgent need building within her. She feels the wetness between her legs, she only has to think of him now and her pussy reacts. She thinks about reaching for one of her toys in her bedside drawer, but then has a brain wave and picks up her phone instead. She’s been thinking about what piece of furniture this room is missing, and there is space by the window for a vanity unit, one with a nice big mirror for her to sit at, a perfect height to look out at whoever might be at the end of next door’s garden.

She quickly selects one that suits the decor and orders it for delivery the next day. She smiles to herself as she skips over the request for help with assembling, she is absolutely sure she knows exactly who will be building this piece of furniture for her…

She opens her WhatsApp and types a message to Ben.

“Hey neighbour, fancy helping me to build another piece of furniture tomorrow? There’s a couple of beers in it for you X”. Sarah watches him appear online and immediately begin typing. Then his reply appears,

“Hey Sarah of course I can whenever you need me! Let me know what time and I’ll be there x”.

Sarah thinks to herself and then replies, “About 6pm be ok for you? X”.

Ben responds quickly with, “Perfect see you then x”.

That evening Sarah heads back up to her bedroom, and looks out the window. The summer house is in darkness. Ben must be busy. She feels a little tinge of disappointment, but then she guesses since Nick’s been home she hasn’t been able to put on her little shows for him. But what she has planned for tomorrow will be so much better.

The next day Sarah carefully gets everything ready. She has a plan for how she’s going to bring Ben out of his shell. She can see he’s shy and she knows if she waits for him to make a move she’ll be waiting for a long time. Once the order arrives she gets the delivery guy to bring the boxes up to her bedroom. After he’s left, she carefully selects a pair of her sexiest kahramanmaraş escort lacy black panties and puts them on. She then climbs into the shower to check she will be able to see Ben in the position he will be stood in to build the unit in the mirror of the shower room. If this plan works, she just might be a genius…

At 5.45pm Sarah grabs a bottle of water from the fridge and heads to the spare room. She decides on the treadmill for today’s workout and starts out at a walking pace rapidly building up speed. She’d usually have music blasting at this point, but it’s very important that she can hear the door, so today she works out in silence. She picks up her phone which reads 5:59pm as she hears “ding dong!”. She runs downstairs and opens the door, exclaiming, “Oh hi Ben, you’re early!”.

Ben looks confused and apologetic, fumbling to open their messages from the previous day, “I’m so sorry, I could have sworn you said 6 o’clock?”.

Sarah quickly ushers him in and says, “Oh you’re probably right, it will be me that’s forgotten, I was lost in my workout, don’t worry! Come in!”.

Ben hesitates but Sarah is insistent and before he knows it she closes the door behind him then she says, “Come upstairs with me, I’ll show you what needs doing”.

Ben follows her up. ‘Fuck’ he thinks to himself, ‘she looks so hot right now, she’s all sweaty and cute’.

Sarah leads him to the bedroom and shows him the boxes and the tool box laid out on the bed, saying to him, “I’ll go and grab you that beer I promised, if you want to crack on, I’ll jump in the shower, I won’t be long and then I can come and help you”.

Ben nods and smiles that shy smile of his. She goes down to the kitchen to get the beers, opens up the bottles and heads back up to Ben.

Sarah walks into the room and hands him the beer and says, “Here you go, everything ok?”.

Ben takes the beer from her and sets it on the windowsill, reassuring her, “Yeah, absolutely fine, it looks pretty straightforward”.

Sarah grabs her towel and says apologetically, “I’ll jump in the shower, I’ll only be a few minutes, I’ll be right back”.

She walks towards the shower room wrapping the towel around herself and drops her panties to the floor before pushing the door to, at exactly the right angle for her kastamonu escort to still see what’s going on in the bedroom. She turns on the shower and busies herself so Ben won’t realise she’s watching. Sure enough she watches him walk over to where she left her panties. He picks them up and runs them through his fingers and holds them if he’s looking for something before bringing them to his face and breathing in her scent. ‘Oh holy mother of god’ thinks Sarah. She feels her knees go weak and she hangs up her towel to climb in the shower.

In the shower her fingers find her slit quickly, slick with her natural juices from watching her current fantasy lover sniffing her panties. Still watching him in the mirror, she sees him put them in his pocket, ‘oh he’s taking them home’ thinks Sarah. She starts to rub her clit, her other hand pinching her nipples and squeezing her breasts, her fingers occasionally dipping into her pussy, satisfying the need for her hole to be filled, for now… She glances at the mirror but now he’s busy building the unit. She wishes he would notice her and stop, join her in the shower. Her desire to feel his skin against hers, his hands around her waist, his cock in her pussy. Quietly she cums, while he is only a few feet away and while she can see him. ‘If I don’t fuck him soon, I think I might start to lose the plot’ mumbles Sarah to herself. She finishes washing herself and steps out of the shower. She picks up her towel and starts to rub herself dry, making enough noise to attract Ben’s attention but with her back to the door so if he catches her reflection she’s not looking straight at him. She hears him drop the tool he was using and swear under his breath.

Sarah wraps the towel around her and leaves the shower room. “How are you getting on?” She asks.

Ben visibly blushes, obviously trying to rearrange himself to hide his growing erection and mumbles “Umm, fine yeah, I’ve got a fair bit of it built now”, trying to avoid eye contact.

“You really are a star, thank you” Sarah smiles gratefully at him, adding “I’ll go and get you another beer” and takes the empty bottle off the window ledge.

She grabs a long t-shirt from the laundry room and throws it on, still braless and pantyless, gets them both another bottle each from the fridge and then runs kayseri escort back upstairs.

“You’ve built that so quickly, you’re almost finished!” She says, a little disappointed that he will be leaving soon and not in line with her plan.

He says “Well it’s just a desk with a mirror really” and laughs. He looks at her questioningly and says “you could probably have built this one yourself?”.

Then it’s Sarah’s turn to blush, she looks up at him, “Who would come round and drink these beers if I didn’t keep finding jobs for you to do. Anyway I have some holes you’ll need to drill so I can hang some pictures up soon” she adds with a slight wink.

Ben blushes at Sarah’s mention of drilling holes. Ben’s phone buzzes and he picks it up, apologetically he says “Well my mum said dinner is ready so I’d better go”. He puts the bottle back on the window ledge and then finishes the last couple of fixings and stands up the unit. He adds “There you go, all done, you just need to put the mirror on it and plug it in”. Sarah tries to think quickly to get Ben to stay, but Ben moves past her and heads for the door, before calling “Bye Sarah, thank you for the beers, I’ll let myself out”.

Ben returns home and after dinner heads to the summer house. His mind still a blur from what passed earlier. He checked the messages, she definitely said 6pm, she came back upstairs wearing nothing but a t-shirt, he was sure she wasn’t wearing any underwear and she seemed to want him to stay. Could she really be interested in him like that? Confused, he instinctively looks up at the window. He can see Sarah sat at her vanity table, illuminated in its beautiful lights. She pulls off her t-shirt and is naked underneath, baring her breasts. He watches her pull on her nipples and knead her breasts and from her facial expression is moaning in pleasure. Ben once again feels his cock harden in his shorts and starts to massage his cock before releasing it from its constraints, watching Sarah and stroking himself to yet another climax. She’s like his own personal brand of porn. What he wouldn’t give right now to be sucking on those nipples. She stands and turns to the window, giving him the perfect view of her in the soft light of the new unit. Ben remembers the stolen panties in his pocket and takes them out. The scent of her drives him crazy. Holding them to his face with his eyes closed, he cums hard, desperately imagining his face is buried in her pussy in that moment. When he opens his eyes, Sarah is gone. Ben cleans up the shed for what feels like the hundredth time and then he switches on his computer, looking for a distraction from the craziness of his life right now.

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