Mysterious Neighbor (Closed for esmeraldaflame)

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Name: Bill Weaver

Age: 42

Description: He is 6'2, with short light brown hair. He has an athletic build, that he keeps up on by working out when he has time. He wears contacts, but also at times wears a pair of thin silver glasses. He is a basketball coach and teacher at the local high school. His wife is named Jessica Weaver. She is 40 years old, has shoulder length dirty blonde hair, with brown eyes. She is 5'6, with a b-cup chest.


It is a Saturday morning. Bill is sitting on the porch of his home with his basketball playbook. He is working on some practice ideas he has for the team this year. His wife Jessica is inside during her normal cleaning. Bill looks out over the neighborhood smiling. Jessica and him have been living in this neighborhood since they got married. Not much has changed, and most of their close friends still live there.

The only change is in the house next door. The house went on sale just last month, and already there was someone new moving in. Bill and his wife have seen her moving some things in, but have yet to meet the new neighbor. She seemed young, and they were excited to get a chance to greet the new member of their neighborhood.
 
Name: Theresa Martin

Age: 23

Description: she is 5' 4", with long jet black hair in a high ponytail. She has pale, white skin, blue eyes, and an athletic build. She has a flat taut stomach and large round E-cup breasts


Theresa's life was really taking off. Barely a year out of college, and she already had a job decent enough to buy a house (though with the home's previous owners all too eager to move out, she'd made off with quiet the bargain). It helped that she had a gorgeous body, with big, natural boobs and curves that could make any man, boy, or even woman stare at her in awe and wonder. Today was her first full day in her new home, in her new neighborhood.

Theresa lazily strolled outside, fully embracing the image of the proud, working woman she'd become now that the last vestiges of college were behind her. No more dingy apartments for her: this was the life, the life she'd grown up watching on TV and seeing her parents live. She was a woman now. She was dressed in a bathrobe pulled tight over her slender body, that bulged out around her breasts. Rather than slippers, she wore 3" stilletto heels, much like she always did when she was doing anything other than jogging. Her hair was already arranged in its signature ponytail. She looked around proudly, taking in her new neighborhood.
 
Bill heard the door open from his porch. He set his playbook down and moved to look at the house next door. He had seen his new neighbor in passing as she moved in, but hadnt gotten a full look yet. As she stepped outside Bill smiled, she looked young. His eyes widened as she stepped out in her bathrobe, she had a great body.

He couldnt help but stare at his new neighbor as she stood looking around the neighborhood. He wasnt the type of guy that drooled over other women, being happily married as he was, but there was something about her that made his eyes move over her body.
 
Theresa felt eyes staring at her, and she turned to meet them. An older gentleman was standing at his driveway watching her. Now this was interesting. Theresa was used to men staring at her - from innocent boys barely old enough to appreciate a woman's sexuality to dirty old great-grandfathers remembering thier glory days. This man certainly wasn't too young, nor was he a nasty old fart. Sure he looked old - much older than her, but there was a certain handsomeness to him that boys Theresa's own age lacked. Perhaps it was his maturity, or the fact he looked rugged and strong as opposed to scrawny and lanky. Theresa smiled at him and waved.
 
Bill was shocked a bit as she turned to look at him. He smiled as she waved, so he waved back. No better time to meet the new neighbor he thought to himself. He walked over to the fence separating their yards and smiled, "Hi there, you must be the new neighbor!" He couldnt help but notice her large chest, so much bigger than his wifes. He tried not to keep staring, but something about her body tempted him to do so. Was it this difficult for all men to resist staring at her, he thought.
 
Theresa smiled politely back a the neighbor. She straightened herself up and puffed out her breasts, tacitly encouraging him to take a better look at her. It made her feel great when men looked at her that way; especially a man so handsome as this one. He was tall, strong looking, and so much more mature than most of the other men she'd known.

"Yeah," she replied, pretending to ignore the way Bill was staring at her tits and stomach. She was so giddy over how lucky she was to move in next to an older man who was as interested in her as he was handsome and not creepy, that her voice came out fast and somewhat tight - like a shy young girl's. "I just moved in yesterday. My name's Theresa."
 
He sighed as he saw her pushing her breasts out more. Bill told himself to stop and looked up at her face, smiling at her. "Well it is nice to meet you Theresa, I am Bill." He welcomed her with a warm look. "Welcome to the neighborhood, I am sure you will like it here, we are tight knit group."

He again caught himself, his eyes moving to her chest, why could he not stop looking? It was like a spell her body had cast over him, it seemed to call to him to look, to have thoughts he has never had about any other woman but his wife.
 
"That's very kind of you," smiled Theresa. At the moment, she couldn't really care about the rest of the neighborhood. This man had her hooked. And she could tell by the way Bill's eyes kept drifting towards her tits, she had him hooked too. It was a good thing she prefered tight clothes.
 
Bill smiled at her, "Well, it must be a very big time for you, buying a house at your age! That is something to be proud of!" He smiled at her, her eyes were kind, but she also had a hint of something else in her. He couldnt tell if it was something that would cause trouble or not.
 
"It is," smiled Theresa. A hint of a blush appeared on her cheeks. "The price was practically rock bottom. I got very lucky." She reached to adjust the sash of her robe, accentuating her flat stomach and narrow hips.
 
Bill felt his eyes following her hand as she went to adjust the sash. He sighed a bit, noticing her flat stomach. "Well, that is good for you, like I said, it is a great neighborhood, my wife and I have loved living here."

He smiled at her, knowing his wife, he knew she would not be happy such a good looking woman moved in next door. She was one of those women who was envious of other women with better attributes then her.
 
So you have a wife, huh? Theresa wasn't too worried about wives. She'd handled girlfriends and fiances easily enough. Though she'd never been attracted to married men before - and when she was, the very thing that made them attractive was the reason they were able to resist her charms - Bill was different. He was handsome, strong, and mature - all she'd ever wanted in a man, all balled into one. And he was obviously infatuated with her, the way he kept sizing her up. She'd be damned if she was going to let some old woman keep him away from her. I hope she's pretty, or at least strong and attractive. Theresa didn't discriminate. She counted women among her lovers too.

"I'm sure I'll enjoy it too," Theresa said. "Maybe one day, if I ever have a family, this would be the ideal environment to raise them."
 
Bill smiled, "Well, there are a bunch of families in this neighborhood. Actually across the street from you, the Jones' have just started a family." He laughed a bit as he finished, "But Mr. Jones is one of those guys that thinks he is a ladies man, so I am sure he will be hitting on the new woman in the neighborhood."

Bill winked at Theresa, knowing there were many guys in the neighborhood that would love staring at the new woman. He normally wasnt one of them, but for some reason today was different, he kept telling himself that looking isnt cheating, as long as he doesnt act.
 
"Well I'm sure I can handle myself alright," chuckled Theresa. Theresa had always steered clear of anyone who thought they were ladies men. They were worse than arrogant teenagers, and not worth her time. But Bill certainly was. His wink made her blush and giggle slightly. He was certainly flirting with her. She spun on the points of her heels and strutted back towards her house, exadurating her obvious sexuality.
 
Bill heard her, and smiled. She did seem very confident, and he certainly could see that she could handle herself. As she turned and headed back towards her house, he watched her, she was incredibly sexy. She had a attitude about her that oozed sex.

"Well, it was nice to meet you, I am sure I will be seeing more of you." Bill smiled as he turned to head back to his house, images of his new neighbor running through his head.
 
Bill saw her smile and turned to head home. As he climbed back on his porch he took one last look towards his new neighbors home. She was something he thought. As he looked towards her house, his wife opened the front door, "So did you meet her? What was she like?" She questioned. Bill looked at his wife, "She is young, seems very nice to me."

What Bill didnt tell his wife is that she was incredibly sexy. First, he didnt know why her body got his attention like that, second, he knew his wife, she would over react.
 
Esmeralda disappeared inside her house. She sat down at her breakfast nook, and began daydreaming about what it would be like to wrap herself around Bill's muscular frame and feel his strong arms closing to embrace her like a lover.
 
The day went on quite uneventful. Jessica kept looking out the window for glimpses of the new neighbor, while Bill tried to lose himself in his work. He tried not to let the images of Theresa creep into his mind, and he was finding out it was quite a difficult battle to fight. There was something about her, something that crept into his mind and won't leave.

As it got later, Jessica began to cook dinner. Bill was helping out, and decided to empty the garbabe. He took the bag and headed out towards the garbage can on the side of the house. As he headed outside he looked at his neighbors home. She was a mystery to him, one that he felt could cause more problems then he anticipated.
 
Theresa spent the day unpacking boxes adn moving furniture. She considered giving her little brother a call to come and help her, but her pride stopped her. Besides, what would Bill think if he saw her with a strapping young man? Now, she had everything under control. During the day, she wore her heels, as usual; along with a pair of blue jeans and a tight red low-cut sleeveless blouse that rode up to expose her belly and gaped open to showcase her heaving cleavage. As she worked, she stole glances everytime she was close to the windows facing Bill's house in hopes of catching her neighbor trying to spy on her - not that he was a disgusting pervert (Theresa hated those types) - but because his interest was hooked.
 
As Bill put the garbage bag into the can, he shut the lid. He looked up at Theresa's house, seeing her near the window. He couldnt help but stare, the red blouse she was wearing was showing off her flat, sexy stomach, and her cleavage called out to him. He couldnt believe he was staring at this woman, he knew he should stop, but he couldnt.

As he looked he noticed her turning to look out the window, his eyes met her. He smiled, waving, hoping she wouldnt think he was trying to spy on her.
 
Theresa spotted Bill outside, waving at her. Had he been any other man, she'd have ignored him. But she wanted him - his big powerful, mature body, and no doubt a penis to match... She smiled shyly and waved back, pretending she was too naive to know he was checking her out.
 
Bill saw her smiling back and waving. He sighed, knowing he should head back inside. His wife was inside cooking, and dinner would be ready soon, yet, something in her eyes was calling out to him, tempting him stare at her.
 
Theresa flashed Bill a wink, then strutted back away from the window. He was certainly in love with her. She was looking forward to having him as a neighbor. It wouldn't take long before she had him right where she wanted: holding her naked, in his arms with his fly wide open and his erection burrowed inside her pussy.
 
Bill sighed as she walked away. He turned to head back to the house. He didnt know why he was so interested in this woman. He liked looking at her, she was gorgeous and sexy, but in his mind he would never cheat on his wife. He was a faithful man, and he knew it.

As he headed inside he wondered if the mysterious new neighbor was all she seemed. Was she as kind as she acted, or did she have motives. Bill decided she couldnt be bad, not with how attractive and nice she seemed.
 
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