The hallway light buzzes faintly. Friday night. Rayong’s industrial hush. Palm shadows sway outside. My Hilux keys jingle soft. Lara clings to my arm, white dress hugging her caramel skin, heels clicking. We park downstairs. Elevator hums up. Doors ding. Empty corridor. But Mrs. Som’s door—unit 305—cracks light underneath. TV murmurs Thai soaps. Heart ticks faster. Lara’s hand slips to my crotch. Squeezes. ‘Shh, baby,’ I whisper. Her eyes sparkle. We reach my door, 308. Fumble key. Glance back. Hallway empty. But blinds in my window glow streetlamp yellow. Neighbors’ balconies close. One shout away. She pushes in first. Door clicks shut. Breath hot on neck. ‘Fuck me now, Hervé.’
Her robe—wait, dress—drops. Piles neat on chair. Tanga bites her ass crack. I yank it deep. She spins. Tiny cock tents. Straight i. Kneel. Suck her. Salty pre-cum. She moans low. ‘Quieter!’ Floor creaks under knees. Parquet groans like old bones. Her fingers tangle my hair. Pulls me up. Couch sags. Pants off. Boxer down. My dick springs. She kneels. Lips wrap. Sucks divine. Tongue swirls head. Hand cups balls. Other wets finger. Probes my ass. Circles prostate. I gasp. Muffle in pillow. ‘Neighbors… hear us?’ She grins. Jacks herself. Dress hiked. Her cock drips.
The Contact
Stops. Stands. Points her dick at my hole. Lube? Spit. Pushes in. Burns sweet. I stroke mine. She jerks slow. Kisses deep. Nipples graze. But she flips. Passive queen. Bedroom. Door ajar. Light slits under. From hall? No. She four-paws on bed. Ass up. Lick her pucker. Tongue drills. ‘Eat my ass, love.’ Whispers fierce. Folds open. Musky. Firm cheeks knead. Cock hard. Rise. Slam in. Her hole swallows. Bigger than hers. Pound hard. She yips. Bites sheet. ‘Too loud!’ Bedframe thumps rhythm. Walls thin. Unit 307 snores? Pray. Sweat drips. Nose in hair. Perfume hits. Kiss neck. Roll. Me under. Grab tits. Silicone firm. She rides reverse. Ass pistons. Her cock whirls helicopter. Blinds rattle. Wind? Streetlight stripes her back. Glows.
The Indiscretion
‘Close… Lara…’ ‘No! More!’ Pinches base. Cockring grip. Pulls off. Wall. Camber. Lift her light. Fuck standing. Legs wrap. Her spasms milk. Cums silent. Shudders. Eyes roll temple serene. I burst. Flood her guts. Pulses hot. Collapse bed. Dick flops out. Soft. She pouts. Snuggle. Kisses rain. Drift off. But thrill lingers.
Midnight. She stirs. ‘Parents wait.’ Dress on. Quick. Hallway now dark. Mrs. Som’s light out. Creep door. Crack open. Peek. Empty. Sneak out. Heart hammers. Stairs down. Footsteps echo? No. Pass 305. Door shut. Breathe. Lara ahead. Giggles hushed. Cross parking. Hilux shadows. Secret safe. Neighbors sleep blind. Our dirt burns sweet. Adore her. Adore this life.