Warm June afternoon. Hallway smells of laundry and flowers. I step out for mail. There she is. Brigitte. Gray-blue dress clings to her shoulders. Thin straps beg to slip. Our eyes lock. Fire ignites. She smiles, shy but hungry. I lean in. Kiss brushes her lips’ corner. Hands on her shoulders. Slide down slow. Skin hot under fabric.
She grabs my hand. Pulls me to her door. Heart pounds. Neighbors asleep. One thin wall away. Door creaks open. Soft click shut. Leads to living room. Couch under window. Blinds half-closed. Sunlight slits through. Dust dances. Parquet groans underfoot.
The Contact in the Hallway
I guide her down. Bend over. Hands cup her face. Lips crash. Wet. Tongues tangle. She moans. Muffled. I bite her lip. Hands roam shoulders. Arms. Eyes drop to her chest. Palm slips under left tit. Full. Firm. She arches. Arms wrap me. Whimpers escape.
Both hands now. Squeeze tits over dress. Cock hardens. Strains pants. She pulls me close. Deep kiss. Tongue wild. Fingers yank straps. Dress pools. No bra. No panties. Naked glory in dim light. Tits perfect. Nipples stiff. Mouth dives. Suck left. Right. Tongue flicks. She squirms. Legs part. Dress hits floor.
Kneel. Hands grip ass. Fingers find pussy. Soaked. Slick. Dip in. Out. She floods. Glue on digits. Head between thighs. Tongue laps clit. Lips kiss folds. Red. Swollen. Her hands in my hair. Then to her tits. Saliva-wet fingers pinch nipples. Body shakes. She cums. Torrent on my mouth. Brigitte. Fucking gorgeous.
The Indiscretion and Silence
She sprawls on couch. I drop pants. Cock throbs. Her hand strokes over briefs. Frees it. Jerks soft. Then firm. Kneel over her. Cock at lips. Tongue teases tip. Balls cupped. Mouth engulfs. Sucks hard. Rhythm builds. Can’t hold. She wants it. Mouth only. Hands on balls. I erupt. Thick spurts. She swallows. All. Cock softens in warmth.
Kiss her. Mouth. Tits. Belly. Cock stirs. Hard again. Her legs spread. Pussy wet. Inviting. Slide in. Easy. Thrusts sync. Hips roll. Waves. Prolong. Change. She squats. Head on couch back. Ass up. Firm cheeks. Pussy glistens. Bush dark. Stand. Grip hips. Slam doggy. Deep. Hands knead ass. One to tit. Pinch.
She cums. Gurgles stifled. I pull out. Shoot ropes on ass. White on pale.
Kiss her. Dress up. Slip out door. Heart hammers. Hallway empty? Footsteps. Old neighbor climbs stairs. Nod. Smile. ‘Nice day.’ Yeah. Secret burns. Back home. Door shuts. Replay every creak. Every whisper. Every drop. Neighborhood sleeps. We didn’t.