The Housewife and the Girl Next Door

[thefungirl]

Two loads of laundry folded and put away, bills paid, carpet vacuumed, and the dishwasher running. All in all, not a bad start to the morning, Janet thought as she wiped her hands on a dish towel and then hung it back up on the hook next to the sink. She still needed to go to the grocery but she knew she had time. With her husband, Daniel, out of town for another two weeks, she only needed to pick up a few things, which meant she had time for some yoga and a shower, Janet decided, pushing a few strands of brown hair from her face and tucking them behind her left ear.

Taking her apron off and laying it on the kitchen counter, the thirty seven year old made her way through the living room, down the hall and into the large, master bedroom. After exchanging her blouse and her denim jeans for a sports bra and a pair of loose fitting running shorts, Janet moved to the family room. She turned on some soothing music, opened the blinds wide to let in the sunlight, and rolled out her yoga mat, and moments later the brunette was fully into her yoga routine.

It was relaxing at first, a series of poses and movements designed to stretch her body and prepare her for some of the more intense poses. By the time Janet was done her entire body was flush with heat and her skin glistened with perspiration. She felt good though, as she usually did once she finished her yoga, and was smiling even before she got the text from Daniel. It was a quick 'good morning' with his customary eggplant emoji flirtation.

She responded back with her own flirtatious, fairly explicit string of emojis as she moved from the family room through the living room, intending to grab a bottle of water from the kitchen. It was then, passing by the large picture window on the front of the house that she noticed movement outside. She paused and looked out to see one of her new neighbors, a girl of 18 or 20 she guessed with her fair share of piercings and tattoos. The girl was short, and was quite attractive, with an impressive figure which of course had nothing to do with why the housewife was watching her through the window. She had yet to meet the new neighbors who had moved in a week ago and honestly felt bad that she hadn't been over to welcome them to the neighborhood.

Deciding that that moment was as good a time as any to say hello, (and once again, having nothing to do with the girl's cute face or her near perfect breasts) Janet sat her phone down, and still in her somewhat revealing yoga attire, stepped out onto the front porch. Smiling, the brunette waved at the young woman, "Morning. I saw you out and just wanted to say hello. I'm Janet, Janet Finch."

 

[_krista_]

What a horrible week it had been. People who talked about the stress of moving, really seems to have a tea party, compared what seemed to be happening in my move. I had spend most of the week cleaning, floors and counters, shampooing and vacuuming the carpets, and I had no idea how to deal with the pool and hot tub we had out back. It was non-stop, since my family decided to move across the area. Far, but it could have been much further.

It was worse that, I was just getting out of rehab, and my head was still spinning of getting back into real family style life. She was shy of her fading track marks and bruises, but it was so hot humid, she just said "fuck it" and was going to wear whatever she had. Most of the week she spent in cut-off t-shirts and shorts. Bras were just so hot, so, I switched them out for a bikini top...it helped a little, the respite for the day was in a shower.

Finally after everything was clean, she beginning moving things indoors, she was just completely oblivious to how she looked, dressed and sweated, she was just concentrating on getting things set up. She finally was able to setup her room, wiping her brow, below the strawberry blonde hair she had, tied up into a bun, since flowing down to her mid-shoulder blades, could be cumbersome. Since I was quite small my clothes were as well, many thought I was wearing some children clothes (I was), but my chest laid to rest of the fact, that I myself was a child. I smoked pot out back, since it was basically the only drug, that I was allowing myself...it took the edge off, preventing from going back down the rabbit hole.

As the unloading continues, I didn't put my hair up, and I heard "Morning. I saw you out and just wanted to say hello. I'm Janet, Janet Finch."
I was a bit taken aback by this tall brunette woman, and I was so into the house, I never thought about neighbours. "Good Morning to you as well." I walked up the path to your front door, extending my hand "I'm Brandi, Brandi Kelley, and its nice to meet you". I was also put at ease, as I saw the she as well, was a bit sweaty and dressed down, as my own sweat covered my bare skin, on my midriff, staining the cut-off t-shirt as well.

 

[thefungirl]

As she watched her new neighbor walk up the paved path to the porch, Janet recognized that the woman was not as young as she had originally thought based on her height and diminutive size, though she still suspected the girl was no older than her early twenties at most. From a distance the brunette had noticed the young woman's body, and while it was true that with her midriff baring cut off shirt that was loose enough that Janet could see the bikini top beneath, and her shorts left a lot of skin visible, as the girl stepped up and introduced herself, Janet was even more struck by how beautiful she was. Her eyes were green, a bright green and up close she saw that the girl had several piercings.

"So nice to meet you, Brandi. Welcome to the neighborhood," Janet replied as she shook the younger woman's hand, holding it firmly in her own, perhaps a beat longer than was normal. "You look like you've got quite a lot to get done, but if you get a chance to take a break, I could offer you some lemonade or a soda, whatever you prefer?"

"You're welcome to come in and get out of this heat," she suggested, noticing that Brandi was seemingly just as sweaty as she was, her eyes briefly trailing down the girl's slender neck and down to the beads of sweat that were visible amidst her impressive cleavage.

 

[_krista_]

I kind of hemmed and hawed in my head, before finally deciding to accept the offer to come in, afterall the heat and humidity we kind of oppressive.
"If you don't mind that would be great, if I could come in, just for a bit". Janet just seemed so kind, and as I had no friends, maybe this would be a great way to
have a new friend, just starting off in the neighbourhood.

The house wasn't too much cooler but it was at least a good respite from the radiance of outside.
"Do you live alone? kids, pets"
"How long have you lived, here?"
I kind of bit my double-studded tongue, kind of regretting my inquisitive nature, but on the other hand, I could get to know who my neighbour or neighbours are.
I also did seem to notice her attempted slight attention to my body art: She could
see my lip ring, tongue studs and my quartet of navel rings, all at 45 degree angles to one another. All my tattoos were just about fully exposed to her as well-a celtic ring around my left bicep, my initials 'KSJ' in Olde English multi-colour script, just above my ass crack, a line went up my back, where another was covered, a tattooed chain around my left ankle, in the links in small print is spelled out 'servitutis meretrix' Celtic runes on my left rib cage/side of torso, Mandarin Charaters on the right side a small upside down cross which was exposed under the cut off tee, a kajira kef in UV ink, outlined in black below my navel.

As I sipped on the water that I accepted I decided to offer a similar act of friendship to Janet "Look when the pool and, or the Hot tub is ready, whenever
you need to, just come on over an use them, I'm sure you and your husband would love it!".

 

[ultramannc]

Two loads of laundry folded and put away, bills paid, carpet vacuumed, and the dishwasher running. All in all, not a bad start to the morning, Janet thought as she wiped her hands on a dish towel and then hung it back up on the hook next to the sink. She still needed to go to the grocery but she knew she had time. With her husband, Daniel, out of town for another two weeks, she only needed to pick up a few things, which meant she had time for some yoga and a shower, Janet decided, pushing a few strands of brown hair from her face and tucking them behind her left ear.

Taking her apron off and laying it on the kitchen counter, the thirty seven year old made her way through the living room, down the hall and into the large, master bedroom. After exchanging her blouse and her denim jeans for a sports bra and a pair of loose fitting running shorts, Janet moved to the family room. She turned on some soothing music, opened the blinds wide to let in the sunlight, and rolled out her yoga mat, and moments later the brunette was fully into her yoga routine.

It was relaxing at first, a series of poses and movements designed to stretch her body and prepare her for some of the more intense poses. By the time Janet was done her entire body was flush with heat and her skin glistened with perspiration. She felt good though, as she usually did once she finished her yoga, and was smiling even before she got the text from Daniel. It was a quick 'good morning' with his customary eggplant emoji flirtation.

She responded back with her own flirtatious, fairly explicit string of emojis as she moved from the family room through the living room, intending to grab a bottle of water from the kitchen. It was then, passing by the large picture window on the front of the house that she noticed movement outside. She paused and looked out to see one of her new neighbors, a girl of 18 or 20 she guessed with her fair share of piercings and tattoos. The girl was short, and was quite attractive, with an impressive figure which of course had nothing to do with why the housewife was watching her through the window. She had yet to meet the new neighbors who had moved in a week ago and honestly felt bad that she hadn't been over to welcome them to the neighborhood.

Deciding that that moment was as good a time as any to say hello, (and once again, having nothing to do with the girl's cute face or her near perfect breasts) Janet sat her phone down, and still in her somewhat revealing yoga attire, stepped out onto the front porch. Smiling, the brunette waved at the young woman, "Morning. I saw you out and just wanted to say hello. I'm Janet, Janet Finch."

That is the most erotic comic I have ever sene

 

[ultramannc]

Two loads of laundry folded and put away, bills paid, carpet vacuumed, and the dishwasher running. All in all, not a bad start to the morning, Janet thought as she wiped her hands on a dish towel and then hung it back up on the hook next to the sink. She still needed to go to the grocery but she knew she had time. With her husband, Daniel, out of town for another two weeks, she only needed to pick up a few things, which meant she had time for some yoga and a shower, Janet decided, pushing a few strands of brown hair from her face and tucking them behind her left ear.

Taking her apron off and laying it on the kitchen counter, the thirty seven year old made her way through the living room, down the hall and into the large, master bedroom. After exchanging her blouse and her denim jeans for a sports bra and a pair of loose fitting running shorts, Janet moved to the family room. She turned on some soothing music, opened the blinds wide to let in the sunlight, and rolled out her yoga mat, and moments later the brunette was fully into her yoga routine.

It was relaxing at first, a series of poses and movements designed to stretch her body and prepare her for some of the more intense poses. By the time Janet was done her entire body was flush with heat and her skin glistened with perspiration. She felt good though, as she usually did once she finished her yoga, and was smiling even before she got the text from Daniel. It was a quick 'good morning' with his customary eggplant emoji flirtation.

She responded back with her own flirtatious, fairly explicit string of emojis as she moved from the family room through the living room, intending to grab a bottle of water from the kitchen. It was then, passing by the large picture window on the front of the house that she noticed movement outside. She paused and looked out to see one of her new neighbors, a girl of 18 or 20 she guessed with her fair share of piercings and tattoos. The girl was short, and was quite attractive, with an impressive figure which of course had nothing to do with why the housewife was watching her through the window. She had yet to meet the new neighbors who had moved in a week ago and honestly felt bad that she hadn't been over to welcome them to the neighborhood.

Deciding that that moment was as good a time as any to say hello, (and once again, having nothing to do with the girl's cute face or her near perfect breasts) Janet sat her phone down, and still in her somewhat revealing yoga attire, stepped out onto the front porch. Smiling, the brunette waved at the young woman, "Morning. I saw you out and just wanted to say hello. I'm Janet, Janet Finch."

That is the most erotic comic I have ever sene