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After languishing in the minor leagues for way longer than he’d ever imagined, Brett’s first year in the majors took the league by storm. Many, unaware of the injuries he’d been dealing with, had written him off as a bust. Now healthy, he’d cashed in the way he’d always dreamed of.

The trade from the Yankees had come as a surprise to him but he understood the business side of it. With an already expensive roster, they could hardly afford the salary he could now command. This left a trade their only viable option.

Touring potential neighborhoods in his new city with his realtor he wasn’t at all impressed with Spring Hill. It lacked the nearby nightlife he’d grown accustomed to in New York but the lavish mansion allowed him to overlook all that. The legging clad neighbor with a body built for sin that he’d seen in her driveway sweetened the pot as well.

“This is absolutely the place for you.” Jenny said as she walked Brett through the house dreaming of the commission she’d receive for the sale.

She’d been struggling in the lower end markets for her entire career and a sale like this would put her on the map and open up an entirely new class of clients for her.

“Yeah, It’s nice.” Brett said, downplaying his enthusiasm for the place. “You sure 7 million is the lowest they’ll go?”

“Yes, I’ve been assured that’s the lowest they’d go.”

Brett grimaced and shook his head, continuing to take in the splendor of it. “Maybe I need someone who has a little more negotiation experience.” He said, smelling just how eager she was to get him to sign the contract.

“No!” Jenny blurted out before catching herself and calming her tone. “I mean, I’ll talk to them again and see what I can do.”

Brett looked at her for a long moment as he leaned against the large granite island in the gleaming kitchen. “Why don’t you show me just how convincing you can be.” He said, reading her face as he reached for his belt buckle then started to loosen it.

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When the ‘for sale’ sign came down next door, Walt Anderson noticed its absence immediately. He’d been driving past it for over a year wondering if they’d ever find someone able to afford the eye watering price tag of the historic mansion. The days of Spring Hill, their small gated community, attracting new affluent residents had waned since a newer, more exclusive community on the other side of the city sprang up. They still had all the trappings of an exclusive enclave nearby. Fine dining, boutique shopping and country clubs for the well heeled but it was known as a haven for old money and lacked the flash that attracted the newly wealthy that tended to be significantly younger.

It wasn’t long before word began to spread around town that it was, in fact, Brett Walsh that had purchased the home. When the blockbuster trade was announced in the offseason, bringing the ace pitcher over from the Yankees, the numbers were eye popping and threw the baseball world into chaos. Walt, an avid baseball fan saw the trade as the catalyst that might finally deliver his favorite team from mediocrity. The thought of a star athlete of his caliber living next door was almost more than he could handle.

“Do you know who’s moving in next door? Brett Walsh!” Walt called out excitedly to his wife after hanging up the phone with one of his other neighbors.

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Weeks later Jenny was greeting Brett in the driveway with a vintage bottle of wine when he pulled into driving his brand new Lamborghini.

“Congratulations!” She called out as he stepped out of the car that was barely large enough to accommodate his 6’3 frame. “The decorators just left and I oversaw everything to make sure it’s just right.”

Brett noticed the short skirt and low cut blouse she was wearing and assumed she wasn’t wearing it because of the heat. “Great, let’s take a look at how the bedroom came together.” Brett said with a grin before leading her into the house.

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“Honey, come on. He’s here! Let’s go introduce ourselves!” Walt said excitedly as he peered out the window.

He’d been watching the activity next door with rapt attention, waiting for signs of Brett moving in. It was out of character for man of his status to be this excited about meeting someone. At 62 and having run an incredibly successful equity investment firm he’d met his share of notable people. This, however was something else entirely.

Standing eagerly by the front door he waited for his wife to come down so that could go meet their new neighbor.
 
Madison had enjoyed her lifestyle she married into and was thankful to have met her husband who used to be one of the clients at her old company. Although Walt had been much older she was skeptical after a few meetings thinking he wanted a sugar baby to sleep with but after spending time with him she saw how well he treated her and cared for her and after two years of dating she and her husband had tied the knot and have now been married 5 years.

She managed things in the home for them, kept his staff perfect and played the perfect housewive to keep them both happy and she also kept her husband in good shape and health a lot of people made the comment it was to keep up with his young hot wife 25 years his Junior, it was also because Madison had actually loved her eccentric older husband and wanted to keep him well.

She noticed a few people view the home next door to theirs in the gated community some celebrities she recognized,some she didn’t, but the neighborhood had a reputation to home some of the wealthiest and most connected and she had no doubt whoever moved in would keep the reputation of the elite community clean just like she liked bragging to some of the other wives about.

She noticed one candidate view the home a few days ago and thought he seemed familiar and that was confirmed when her husband excitedly told her who had moved in right next to them and called her down to meet one of his favorite players.

She had thought it was adorable seeing Walt excited that way and she had luckily baked fresh muffins her husbands favorite earlier and had a few extra . She packed some nicely and the two made their way over but not before she saw a young woman scurrying out of the home hair tossuled and rushing to her car. She had recognized her as the real estate agent and thought nothing of it that was until her new neighbor opened the door half dressed and surprised to see her and her husband there.

Madison wore a simple comfortable tan dress and her hair tied up and she saw the gaze from the man (one she was used to)as he ogled her then saw him look at Walt as he introduced them as husband and wife.
 
Brett could still smell the scent of Jenny on him. His crisp white shirt lay open with only the bottom two buttons fastened when he opened the door to find two people standing there. Recognizing the wife immediately from the day he first came to see the place he extended his hand to greet her as he devoured her with is eye.

The man was everything he expected someone from that neighborhood to be. Older, probably uptight with a trophy wife nearly half his age. He'd seen his type countless times before. During spring training and VIP visits to the locker room on game days. The owners of teams would treat the players like zoo exhibits, giving the wealthy and well connected exclusive access. Though it was annoying at times, he didn't mind it all that much. Without fail the trophy wives would find an opportunity to slip their number into his or one of the others players hands. The dynamic always baffled him. To Brett, it was like buying the finest exotic car then leaving it parked in the driveway begging for someone else to come take it.

"Nice to meet you." he said graciously as they introduced themselves. "I'm Brett."

"We just wanted to give you a proper welcome to the neighborhood." Walt said, letting his gaze fall past Brett's shoulder into the grand entryway. "Wow, you've really done wonders for this place."

The previous owners had been an older couple and the furnishings of the home when they lived there reflected every bit of their age. The new modern look was a stark contrast. "Yeah, the decorators did an amazing job. Have a look." Brett said, not really feeling enough of a connection to the house yet for it to feel like an invasion of privacy and hoping that by doing so it'd provide him at least a brief moment with his stunning wife.

When Walt stepped past Brett then took a few steps into the living room Brett looked down at the muffins Madison was holding. "Are those for me? I love muffins. I bet yours is going to be just as moist as the one I just had." he said with a grin as he let his eyes conspicuously drift up and down her body another time.
 
Madison sighed knowing once Walt got like this there was no stopping him and she saw how the man who introduced himself as Brett had been staring his eyes drinking her in as if parched but all of that oblivious to her star struck husband.

She saw the unbuttoned shirt and smelled the faint hint of what had just happened and was shocked unable to hide the slight blush as the man boldly stayed talking after she was now certain what happened moments ago.

She wanted to tug her husbands shirt but he stepped into the man home eagerly and she saw Brett eye her breasts then the container of muffins she held.

Are those for me? I love muffins. I bet yours is going to be just as moist as the one I just had." He said and Madison nearly scoffed seeing the wolf eating grin on his face not believing the man had been that bold.

“My muffins are delicious you can ask my husband, I don’t normally give them out but I happened to bake extra of Walt’s favorite and figured you would like some too to enjoy seeing you’ve just arrived”.

She said trying to be polite and hide her slight annoyance at his vulgar stares. Walt chuckled over hearing and said unaware of the context “Maddy is being humble, her muffins are probably one of the best things you’ll ever eat, far better than some you can get at anywhere else thats for sure”.

She smiled softly at her oblivious husband “Thank you honey” she chuckled and walked over kissing his cheek but not before Walt began talking and then somehow invited the man to dinner.
 
Brett chuckled at how clueless Walt seemed to be but he was also a little surprised by how abruptly Madison had shut him down. It was so different than the experiences he'd had in the past with couples like this. At the very least he'd expected blush of embarrassment followed by a slight twinkle of intrigue. After all, he had trouble believing that the old man was actually getting the job done in a respectable manner in the bedroom.

"You're too kind but I wouldn't want to put you out." Brett replied to the man's invitation to dinner.

"Don't be silly. It'd be our pleasure. After all, you can't really have anything in the refrigerator yet." Walt protested.

Brett's gaze turned back to Madison then raked along her exquisite body one more time. "Well, if you're sure it's not too much bother."

When the two finally departed Brett watched, following the sway of Madison's hips with his eyes as they walked across the driveway, then closed the door.

While the sting of Madison's rejection still lingered, Brett changed into his swimsuit then made his way out to the pool for a swim. Stretching in the warm sun he glanced to his right and was surprised by just how close the fence separating their properties was. With lots the size of theirs he would have expected a little more separation but whomever built the place chose to occupy the far side of his lot with a meandering labyrinth dotted with water features and decorative sculptures.

Glancing up at the upper floors of the neighbors house he noted the sightline they had and how little privacy the relatively short fence actually provided him.
 
Madison mentally slapped her forehead as Walt insisted Brett come for dinner and told him he knew he wouldn’t have anything in the fridge yet.

Although she knew what men like her new neighbor were like,she was hospitable and she also knew her husband was excited and would brag about this to his business partners, plus Madison was an excellent cook and although Walt offered to get them a chef, she ejoywd making things for them and taking care of her husband and home she had even had frenzied where she had cooked so much she sent staff home with plates.

“We don’t mind, and I enjoy cooking, you can come over in two hours everything should be ready then I started the short rib earlier in the slow cooker” she said politely.

She noticed the gaze from him once more as Walt admired some hanging awards and she guided her husband gently toward the door “ I’m going to finish up dinner, We’ll see you at 7 Brett”. she said and walked in front of Walt who la admired her shape before saying goodbye to him.

Madison changed into something comfortable to cook in and she smirked knowing her husband enjoyed watching her while she did and he took his business calls.

She made a beautiful wine braised short ribs with a smooth white cheddar mashed potatoes paired with a chilled glass of wine. She wore a simple black dress and tied her curly hair up before preparing the table while Walt welcomed him in, she played for them men while Walt popped the wine a vintage specialty white wine he kept on hand from one of the vineyards he partially owned.
 
Brett spent the next hour lounging beside his pool enjoying the feeling of the warm sun against his skin. The difference between his new home and his apartment in New York couldn't have been more stark. Though, at the time, he was being paid well above the league minimum salary it wasn't nearly enough to afford this kind of luxury. His apartment was nice but nothing like this. His feeling of "having arrived" only served to fuel the sense of entitlement that was swelling inside him.

At 7:00 Brett stepped out his front door dressed in a pair of white linen slacks and a light weight pale blue button up shirt open a button or two beyond what would be considered decent. He crossed the large swath of grass between his property and the neighbors then knocked on the door.

Walt welcomed Brett with a bubbly greeting that told Brett that his wife had said nothing about their earlier interaction. Even though it was subtle it was clear to him that at least she understood his meaning and the fact that she didn't seem to have told her husband of any discomfort only emboldened him.

When he led Brett into the large kitchen they found Madison busy putting the finishing touches on their meal.

"You're going to love this wine. It's from my vineyard." Walt said, not so subtly dropping the fact that he was an owner in an effort to impress the young man. Even as he said it the words sounded awkward to him. He didn't often find himself making an effort to impress someone on this occasion he was.

Brett barely acknowledged the statement before rounding the large granite island then stepping behind Madison who was finishing the mashed potatoes. "Wow that looks amazing." he said, drawing his lips close enough to her neck so that she could feel his warm breath against it. As he spoke his hand came to rest low on her hip where he could feel the soft contours of her ass against a few of his fingers.

"Like I said, she's quite the chef." Halt said before the pop of the cork echoed through the kitchen.
 
Madison had been so focused on seasoning her potatoes that she heard the footsteps in the kitchen but suspected it was Walt wanting to sneak a taste, she even had a spoon ready for him but nearly jumped feeling the breath on her neck and ear and gasped hearing hear neighbors voice.

“Is this guy insane?” Madison thought as she fly his hard body behind her and his hands in her hips. She quickly stepped slightly out of his grasp.

She glanced at him shocked at what he was wearing and certain the man had seen a glance down her dress and gotten a peek at the lace bodysuit she wore beneath as lingerie.

She looked up at him about the ask what he thought he was doing when Walt stepped in the kitchen joining them. Making her step away but not before giving him a slight look which only seemed to amuse the man.

“Like I said, she's quite the chef” Walt boasted proudly

She cleared her throat trying to keep composed around Walt “ Thank you honey” she said and smiled then glanced at Brett “ Why don’t you two sit and get comfortable , I’ll bring the dinner and salad, after all we want our guest to have a good experience” she said with a hint of sarcasm she was certain Walt hadn’t caught on to but knew Brett had because he chuckled.

She was certain he was used to housewives cheating but she had never considered it even when the sex was average with Walt sometimes, she had just turned to having fun with her hidden toys when she was certain he wasn’t home.

She played the food and placed the food in front of the men but noticed Brett’s gaze seemed hungry for more than the dinner as she was shocked because she was certain the man had slept with that real estate agent she saw running out? Just how addicted to pleasure was he? She thought and blushed slightly.

She finally sat down across from Brett’s and next to Eslr and her husband made a toast ti their new neighbor and she smiled obediently and sighed knowing she had to yet again keep Walt oblivious to a man coming on to her .
 
When Brett looked over Madison’s shoulder he was greeted with a splendid view of her cleavage down the front of her dress. He took in the sight for the split second before she reacted to the placement of his hand on her hip.

Brett couldn’t help but find it amusing the way Madison almost leapt away his touch. After having so many women virtually throw themselves at him, he found it refreshing to have found some who presented at least a bit of a challenge. He knew it wouldn’t be long before he broke down whatever defenses she had but while it lasted he was intent on enjoying the chase.

Walt reentering the kitchen put an end to any thoughts Brett might have had to press things.

Walt led Brett to the table and the two took a seat while Madison brought their plates to the table. When they were all finally seated Brett raised his glass to Walt’s toast then tapped his to Madison’s as he eyed her. “And hopes that we only grow closer over time.” He said with a grin.

“Hopefully so!” Walt chimed in. “Here’s to hoping you’re still here when you retire.”

For the next hour Walt peppered Brett with questions about baseball and the legends that he’d met and played with. To Brett it was almost adorable how oblivious the man was and how utterly enthralled he seemed to be with him. There was a point in the conversation where Brett thought that the man might actually offer his wife up voluntarily but that never seemed to materialize.

At just before 9:00 Brett thanked Walt and Madison for the meal then excused himself. “I’m sorry to have to run but I have a friend coming by who wants to drop off a house warming gift.” Brett said.

After seeing Brett out Walt returned to the kitchen. “Ok, tell me, how cool was that! He knows everybody. Can you imagine the who’s who his parties are going to be?” He said excitedly as he poured the last of the bottle into his glass.

Next door, Stacy arrived only moments after Brett had returned home. “What do you say we get in the pool?” Brett asked as he started to release the few buttons that weren’t already undone on his shirt.

“Mmm, I like the sound of that.”

When the two stepped out onto the pool deck the path through the house behind them was littered with discarded clothing. Stacy stood by the pools edge in just her bra and panties for just a moment before shedding them too and jumping in.
 
Madison chuckled at her husbands excitement as he seemed to ask lots of questions which Brett had answered and she caught his comment about getting closer and thought to herself there was no way she’d let him swing his bat anywhere near her.

She was happy both men seemed pleased with dinner and once Walt relaxed he seemed to be in a frisky mood after having the last bit of wine. She grinned happy to please her husband and the two went to the bedroom and after one missionary round and irgasm Walt had fallen asleep drunk.

She sighed knowing it’d be one of those nights she’d have to pleasure here self privately in the pool house and she slid her silk robe in went and grabbed her favorite toys she had hidden inside of a stuffed animal and opened her backyard to walk to the pool house and was shocked she saw Brett and a different woman naked in the pool kissing .

Her plans to get in the hot tub after hun fun was definitely thwarted and as she heard the moan from the woman she thought to say something but shocked and embarrassed she quickly hurried to the pool hose and closed the door behind her lid enough so he could hear and hopefully move what they were doing inside.
 
Brett had heard the door slam next door. The sound was far enough away from the back door to let him know that it wasn't someone going inside so he assumed it was someone out in the back yard. He grinned as he kissed Stacy knowing that she didn't seem to notice the noise.

Standing up from the hot tub Brett guided Stacy to her feet then bent her over the edge causing her chest to come to rest on the pool deck just outside. "Now about that house warming gift." he said as he stepped behind her then buried himself deep inside her.

"Oh god!" Stacy groaned out as Brett filled her and stretched her in ways she hadn't been in a long time. "God that's so fucking big." he continued as she ground back into him, not caring just how far her voice was carrying.

Brett began working his length in and out of her causing more moans to echo through the back yard. As the intensity of his thrusts increased, the water around them started to slosh against the side of the hot tub and his hips slapped loudly against her ass.

"You love that dick don't you?" Brett growled out.

"Oh fuck yes! Yes!" Stacy cried out as her first orgasm rocked her body and her legs began to quiver.

Brett's pace slowed allowing Stacy a moment to recover before his pace picked up again and she started moaning with a renewed urgency.
 
Madison had gotten herself comfortable listening to her favorite sensual music while she began to touch herself gently and paused for a moment hearing the woman a scream out in pleasure.

She was shocked beyond words and knew exactly what the sounds were not believing someone like that had moved in right next door.

She didn’t even know how to react in that situation, she couldn’t call security or anything for a promiscuous man enjoying sex on his property she had just never heard people in real life going at it like that

A part of her wondered what exactly could he possibly be doing to the woman to make her cry like that but the other part of her wondered if they were being that loud together under the neighbors skin .

She heard the woman yell how big it was and him asking her if she had loved it and gasped having heard just enough before sliding her headphones back on and raising the volume.

She had poured a glass of wine in the pool house for herself, there was no way she could go back in the main house in the middle of what they were doing, they would definitely hear her so she deciding to play the tv as well anything to cancel the noise until they were done and she could go back into the home frustrated her private time had been interrupted.
 
Though he’d only been in town a few weeks and knew Stacy for even less time, the one thing Brett did love about her is that she was prone to multiple organs and when they hit, she came like a fountain. Another thing he loved is that she was not shy at all about announcing each one as they arrived. He found most women reserved in that regard but that wasn’t Stacy.

When he finally erupted coating her back and ass with his thick cum she lay limp on the pool deck gasping for air. “Damn, you’re going to be the death of me.” She sputtered out in between panting breaths.

After giving her time to recover the two turned off the lights around the pool then went inside. Brett didn’t know whether it was Madison or Walt out back but either one was probably sufficient. Had it been Madison she likely got an earful of sex she could only dream about with her limp husband. Had it been him, he was sure he’d go in and fill his wife in on exactly what it was he’d heard. Either way, Brett hoped that he’d planted a seed that would bare fruit one day.

The next morning Walt woke early, packed his bag then gave Madison a kiss on the forehead while she slept. Like most weeks he had business to attend to out of town. As he left he couldn’t wait to get to his meetings to brag about who his new neighbor was.
 
Madison had been exhausted by the time she had made it in, she thought the two would never stop and was annoyed the vocal woman had no shame in screaming out when she climaxed and she was sure that had boosted her neighbors ego.

She had planned to give Walt a special goodbye before his trip but she was sad he’d been gone so fast before she woke up and left her a sweet note and message that she could buy whatever she wanted as an apology for him leaving so quickly.

She chuckled and showered to get ready for her daily Pilates/yoga class which kept her body in such excellent shape.

She wore a top bun, carried her gym bag and tumbler and was headed to the car wearing a sport bra with tough shorts and an open zip hoodie and sneakers.

She peeked out the door hoping not to run into the neighbor after what she heard last night and knew it’d be awkward seeing him after she heard what he was up to.
 
During Brett’s extensive rehab he tried several different ways to maintain his conditioning. Though strength training was a pillar of his fitness regimen it limited his flexibility and increased the risk to his already damaged tendons. After trying a number of different things his girlfriend at the time recommended yoga and pilates. At the time he found the idea absurd but he humored her and found it to actually be just what he needed. Since then he’d made a point of attending a class at least 3 times a week.

In researching his new town he found a studio right on the Main Street of the quaint downtown area. He woke early in the morning for a run then made his way to the studio for their morning class.

When he arrived Brett found he was one of the first ones there. He introduced himself to the studio owner and instructor before finding an out of the way corner to do some stretching.
 
Madison had stopped for her iced espresso before class because she heard somewhere that coffee before workout improved your endurance.

She had gotten there after a few people had arrived and she found her spot in the second row of the class setting up her mat she bought with her and slipping out of her shoes and into the yoga socks.

She glanced around the class quickly and began her stretches familiar with most people and swore she had seen her neighbor.

She chuckled and shook her head “ No way that’s him, maybe Im seeing things” she thought then paused for a moment glancing over at the man when she heard him speak to another man who was setting up.

What is someone like him doing at yoga? she thought then blushed thinking he may be there to pickup women
 
Brett was trying to be as inconspicuous as possible when an another one of the men in the class came up and introduced himself.

“What are you doing in a yoga class?” He asked, stunned to find him there.

“It helps with my flexibility and helps to keep me centered.” Brett replied as he did every time he got the same question from people. He was as gracious as possible until the class started then focused on the instruction as the class was guided though a number of positions.

At the end of the class he’d just rolled up his mat when he noticed Madison picking up towards the front.

“Madison?” He called out, surprised to see her there.
 
Madison had finished rolling her mat and was ready to move to the next room for Pilates when she heard Brett call out for her. She was going to pretend she didnthear but she heard footsteps move towards her and she turned looking slightly up at him.

She blushed a little recalling what she heard last night and was surprised he had energy for this class. She cleared her throat and said “Brett? I’m surprised to see you in a class like this are you joining the classes or just trying this out?” She asked wondering if this would be a normal thing for him.

She noticed the normal stares she got from the straight men in the class and walked over to her machine she liked using for the Pilates class and sat and sipped some water shocked when Brett sat chosen the machine right beside her.
 
“I’ve been doing yoga the past few years regularly.” He started to explain as they made their way to the pilates machines.

Out of the corner of his eye he could see the guy he was talking to talking with a few women who were turning to look at him. Though he’d enjoyed the short period of anonymity it was becoming clear that was coming to an end.

Brett continued to talk about how he first started with yoga as he sat, checked the tension on the machine then adjusted the bands to increase it for his larger body mass.

“Excuse me.” A blonde woman in makeup far too perfect and a southern drawl interrupted. “I just wanted to introduce myself. I’m Brenda. If you need someone to show you around town, give me a call.” She said, producing a business card that she handed to him.

Brett took the card then offered her a warm smile. “I just might do that.”

The woman turned then shot Madison a smug sneer, that would have been impossible for Madison to miss, before walking over to her own machine.

Brett watched her leave then turned back to Madison. “What do you think? She looks like a boring fuck doesn’t she? Strikes me as the type that just lays there and whimpers while she holds her tits because she doesn’t want me to see them bouncing.”
 
She listened to Brett talk about having done yoga for years and how he started while adjusting his machine which she had done as well and was surprised he was actually being tolerable and then she noticed one of the women walking over and knew that wouldn’t last much longer.

She saw the woman look her over and Madison saw the makeup and overly tight fitness wear she wore and nearly shook her head seeing the woman obviously had wanted men’s attention it oozed desperation to her.

She saw her offer Brett a card and then shot her a look which nearly made her laugh and she couldn’t help the small laugh that slipped when the woman pranced away proudly to her machine. Women like that were impossible.She thought

She saw Brett’s eyes following probably observing his next conquest but then his next statement nearly made her spit out her water.

She coughed composing her shock and blushed slightly “ Jeez you almost had me thinking you were decent” she said on slight disbelief “ You do know the people next to us can hear you too right?” She said and she heard the guy behind her suppress his snicker at Brett’s wild statement.
 
Brett looked back at the guy who had snickered then smiled. “Am I right?” He asked and was greeted with a shrug and a reluctant nod. He then turned back to Madison “See?”

Brett could tell that he was reaching the boundaries of how far he could push Madison so he decided to change tack. Lowering his voice he leaned over closer so she could hear. “Look, I feel like we’ve gotten off on the wrong foot. I’m really not the bad guy you might think I am. Let me buy you a coffee after this. Nothing funny I swear. Just two neighbors talking.”

He knew she’d likely have reservations but he had a feeling she’d agree just the same.
 
Madison looked at him reluctantly fora second then sighed she supposed getting coffee wouldn’t be bad a first impressions were not the only impressions people could make so she thought about it.

Brett seemed to be around her age and he seemed friendly enough outside of what she saw and heard from him ,maybe he was just a touchy guy? She also saw no problem with being a cordial neighbor especially with her husband being such a huge fan.

“Ok… coffee should be ok, I have no problem being friendly as long as you behave” she said and chuckled seeing Brett seemed like he was just a bold person.

“I’ll show you the best coffee shop in town they import the beans from Peru it’s unlike anything you get at those quick coffee shops” she said then got in position as class began to start.
 
Brett could see the moment of hesitation before Madison accepted his offer. “Sounds great!” Brett he replied just as the class began and the instructor started to give direction.

The two went through the workout side by side and when it was finally finished he grabbed his towel to wipe the sweat from his face. “I think I’m going to like this place. Much better than New York.” He said as they packed their bags.

As they packed to leave Brenda sauntered by. “Call me later.” She said with a wink as she passed then shot Madison another look and crinkled her nose like she was smelling something foul.

The two walked out of the studio and Brett followed Madison as she led them toward the coffee shop. “So how many days a week do you do this?” He asked as they walked.
 
Madison wiped the light sweat off her face after the intense Pilates class and caught her breath. She nodded when he said he liked the place and it was better than New York.

“This probably is one of the best gyms I’ve ever been to the town the entire building they have four floors for workout and classes and a spa and recovery room on the other two floor they even have medical staff here now because we had an incident with a bodybuilder passing out in the past it’s one of my favorite places in town” she said eagerly

She nearly rolled her eyes at the desperate woman who was making passes at Brett seemingly trying to make her jealous unaware Madison had been married and the woman purred for him to call her later. She shook her head thinking what he did wasn’t her concern as long as it didn’t cause community gossip or disrupt her like he did last night with the noise.

She gathered her bag and fixed her bun that had come slightly loose during workout and she waited tied her hoodie around her waist waiting for him then she walked him to Caffe Borsari a premium coffee shop where normally they wouldn’t allow workout or beach clothing but she and Walt knew the owner and his family.

“ Gio this is our new neighbor, can you give him the specialty suspicious and whatever else he wants? I’ll take my usual “ she said as they were seated at a table by the owners son.
 
Though Brett mostly did his strength training at the teams facility it was good to know that he had options there in the offseason. “Wow, I didn’t realize they had that much.” He replied as they walked.

Then they arrived at the cafe it was clear the Madison was well acquainted with the place. He let her order for him then took his seat across the table from her. “This place is great. I’m sure you know all the places to go in this town. I’ll have to get some recommendations from you?” He said as they settled in.

“So I noticed Walt was off to work before dawn. He always out the door that early?” Brett asked, curious whether that was his normal schedule or an anomaly. As he spoke, Brett couldn’t help but let his eyes drift to the right fitting sports bra she was wearing and letting them linger there for a moment.
 
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