The New Neighbor - closed

Brett’s mind went back to earlier in the pool and how her body felt beneath his hands at Madison’s mention of her twice a week massages. For a moment he allowed himself to imagine if he was given free rein to explore her. “Exactly, you have to reward the body too. It can’t just all be work.”

When they were shown to the private table in the dining room Brett was a little surprised by her apparent lack of apprehension about being alone with him. He also got the sense that the enjoyed being seen. “It’s not a problem. I can assure you I’m good for it and will hold up my end of the bargain for such a worthy cause.” He said, with his gaze passing between the menu and Madison.

When the waiter returned to take their drink order Brett noticed the attention he was paying to Madison. From the position he took at their table it was clear he had chosen the perfect vantage from which to possibly see down the front of her dress.

“I’d say you’ve captured out young waiters attention.” Brett said, lightly chuckling, when the waiter left the room.
 
Madison chuckled hearing him say she’d caught the waiters attention and glanced at the younger guy walking away a few seconds then back at the menu.

“I’m sure they’re just doing their job and being attentive, I did request a private vip table due to wo e we both are I figured you’d want to enjoy your meal with people asking for pictures or autographs.”she said

She had noticed the waiter had been attentive but she hadn’t caught on to the looks (which had happened far more than she realized) as fast as Brett did.

She request a glass of the vintage port wine and beef carpaccio and bruschetta to start as an appetizer.
 
Madison’s chuckle made it seem like she either didn’t mind the fact that she drew attention or that she was used to it. Brett found the reaction intriguing.

“Oh he was being attentive alright.” He said before he folded his arms on the table, leaned in towards her and lowered his voice. “You like that don’t you? Knowing the effect you have on men. Knowing the distraction you can drive them to.”

It seemed impossible that Madison could be oblivious to the effect she had on what he suspected was most men.
 
You like that don’t you? Knowing the effect you have on men. Knowing the distraction you can drive them to.”

Madison looked up at him unable to hide the blush and slight shock at his statement. It wasn’t like she was arrogant about her looks because she knew she looked great and had an amazing body she always had, she just wasn’t a woman who flaunted it obnoxiously she had just been naturally alluring.

“ The attention is nice sometimes but it’s not like I’m doing it on purpose most men are just usually attracted to a nice looking woman . It’s the same with women if they see a nice looking man they admire him” she said and wondered what Brett was getting at surprised at the turn in conversation
 
Brett’s expression changed to something more on an incredulous look. “Not doing it on purpose. Umm hmmm.” He said before he let out a laugh. “You’re going to tell me with a straight face that you went to yoga this morning dressed like you were just because it was comfortable? It wasn’t at all because you knew just how incredible you looked in it and the attention it would draw?” He asked, as he leaned back in his chair then folded his arms across his chest. “Don’t get me wrong, there’s absolutely nothing wrong with it. If you have it, flaunt it.”

Brett wasn’t at all unfamiliar with the feeling of being noticed and he did get a bit of a thrill from seeing how women reacted to him.
 
Madison raised an eyebrow then couldn’t help but laugh a little at his statement “That’s exactly why I dressed that way this morning,it was comfortable and easy to work out in. Im sure you could tell the women who purposely dress like that for attention they don’t exactly try to hide it” she said and laughed remembering some of the heavily made up women.

It wasn’t like Madison had shamed the women for wanting to look good or even wearing what they did but some of them took it overboard and it wasn’t obvious they were doing it for attention or took pick up men .

“I’ve never gone that far to get a man’s attention Brett, though I’m flattered they like what they see, I’m sure you understand being a celebrity and all women fawn over you all the time right? Are you intentionally asking them to want you that way?” She said asking the same to him amused with the conversation.
 
“Ok, Ok.” Brett said raising his hands in surrender. “But to answer your question, yes. Yes I am.”

He paused for a moment trying to organize his thoughts so that he could explain clearly. “I’m a guy so I get a bit of a thrill from it. Now do I want them bugging me and turning into a stalker? No. Not at all. I do think it’s kind of hot knowing that I might be fueling someone’s activity when they’re home alone in bed though.”

There had been times in the past that he’d found himself deliberately teasing women he had no real interest in. To him, it was a thrill to see just how flustered he could make them. There were obviously aspects of it that were a little cruel but it was one of his guilty pleasures.
 
Madison wasn’t surprised by his answer honestly . She had seen a few women at his home already and he had just gotten into town.

She was however surprised he had enjoyed riling women up and teasing them so he could turn them on because he got a thrill out of it. She had a brief flashback of how she heard the woman screaming for more last night and his hands on her thigh today and coughed a little blushing slightly.

“I don’t think anyone enjoys a stalker it’s very unsettling ? I had one in high school and it was not only annoying but scary”she said wondering if he’d gotten that often?

She then glanced at the waiter who had come back over to bring their appetizers and take dinner order and she did notice a bit of his staring and offered a brief friendly smile before tasting some of the appetizer.
 
When the waiter entered the room Brett fell silent so he could observe how Madison interacted with him following their conversation. Now aware, he was sure that she’d notice the attention this time so he watched with interest as she ordered her entree.

For the most part it all seemed normal but at the end she flashed him a smile then, he could have sworn, seductively bit into the appetizer.

“Don’t think I didn’t see that.” Brett said with a broad grin as the waiter exited the room.
 
Madison laughed a little then smiled “ I didn’t expect him to watch me eat that…or his reaction..” she said “but It doesn’t hurt to be friendly, but not too nice or he’ll think I want him. Besides the service will amazing” she said and sipped her wine

She saw a few eyes looking their way and paid it no mind. She had brought two sponsors here before but none as tall or looked like Brett so there wasn’t much attention wasn’t paid to them but when you had two people that looked like two of them there was bound to be eyes and glances.

She sighed happy with the wine and said “ So how do you like everything so far? Is the wine to your taste?”
 
Though Madison was acting casual about it, Brett had a feeling she enjoyed her little interaction with the waiter a little more than she let on. He doubted that she lacked the self awareness to feel the eyes that were on her most times. It just seemed like she saw herself as too much of a lady to have fun with it and lean into being a flirt. As someone as involved in philanthropic endeavors as she was, it seemed a waste if she wasn't using every weapon in her arsenal to part potential donors with as much as she possibly could.

"No, he wasn't missing much there." Brett replied, still amused by the interaction and the look on the young man's face. "I suspect if he was a prospective donor he'd be emptying his pockets for you right now.

Brett picked up his glass of wine then took a sip while his eyes remained fixed on Madison. "Oh, it's wonderful. Worth every penny so far." he replied with a grin, aware of the glances they were getting from the few diners that had a view into the VIP area.
 
Madison couldn’t help but laugh at his statement.She couldn’t deny that most donors had been males or women that would like to associate with her because of her looks and the service she got because of it, but there were times she hadn’t even tried and got treated all the same because of her looks.

She couldn’t help but say “Most donations are to get connected to Walt and possibly be connected to me in some way, some just like to help… but they’re appreciated nonetheless, if my looks can bring in money for good I don’t mind it but I do have my limits I don’t go as far as some others for big donations”.she said knowing some lengths other wives had gone to bring in big names.

“It’s not that I think I’m better or anything… It just I don’t want to upset Walt or embarrass him ,he worked so hard on his business so I don’t like giving men any idea that they could use me to get to him”she said and sipped her wine again.

“I’m glad you’re enjoying the wine…We have few back at the house, I know Walt mentioned our vineyards, He took over one in Tuscany and he have one here as well.. I can give you a bottle of our Vintage as a thank you for helping me out” she said
 
When it became clear that Madison wasn't unaware but rather, was making a conscious choice not to use her looks in that way, Brett decided to let the topic drop. It was obvious that she had a great deal of loyalty to her husband and held a great deal of pride in their shared success. Most trophy wives he knew harbored at least a small amount of what he could only describe as contempt for their husbands. Sure, they enjoyed the fruit of their husband's labor but they viewed their relationships as somewhat transactional and bristled at the idea that they had to hold up their end of the bargain. Madison didn't seem to show any signs of that though which presented a challenge that he relished the idea of taking on.

"I'd like that a lot. Thank you." Brett replied before asking a few questions about the vineyards and whether they regularly travel to visit them. The light conversation and the softer approach Brett had adopted seemed to be having the affect that he'd hoped for. Where earlier in the morning Madison was apprehensive and wary of him, she seemed to be relaxing and allowing herself to enjoy his company.

When dinner arrived Brett took the liberty of ordering another glass of wine for each of them while he kept an eye on Madison to see if she'd had her fill of teasing the young waiter.
 
Madison actually had a good conversation once she relaxed a little from the strong wine a figured they could ask for the valet escort service where someone drove them home in his car and returned back to the restaurant in a cab.

She was glad Brett had enjoyed her pick and she had noticed how intently the waiter had been looking at her and was a little amused and flattered because they had been treating her so well.

She removed the small cover up she wore and then man nearly spilled wine on Brett and she had contained the laugh she did inwardly seeing even he was surprised by it.

Their dinner was served fast and fresh and they were given a complimentary side of fresh pasta from the restaurant who probably recognized Brett as an athlete.
 
Brett watched amused as Madison timed the removal of her coverup to perfect affect which seemed to melt the young waiters mind. After her proclamations about how she didn't flaunt her body or conduct herself that way it was a little surprising and a lot encouraging to see her seeming to take such pleasure in teasing the young man.

"I think I've created a monster." Brett quipped with a light laugh when the waiter retreated from the table.

With her coverup removed, Brett made only half hearted attempts to conceal his own glances at the freshly revealed cleavage spilling out from the top of Madison's dress as he ate. When he took a bite of the pasta several strands escaped his mouth then dangled there for a brief moment before he slurped them up, a little more loudly than he'd have liked and leaving a trace of pasta sauce just above his chin.

"I have to say you were right. Everything about this place is wonderful." he said, letting his gaze once again bounce down from her eyes.
 
Madison chucked to herself when she heard Brett’s comment about creating a monster. This wasn’t normally something Madison had done and maybe the drinks emboldened her but she also wnted to prove to Brett if she had trSes and the trade to the waiter was very subtle.

She saw him gazing at her as well, he barely concealed the fact that he was and she thought of it sort of as a small revenge for overhearing him the other night and his touching she caught breifly earlier.

“I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself .. this restaurant is easily one of the best Italian restaurants in town and best their customer service is definitely the best in town for sure.” she said and blushed a little haing caught him staring at her slight cleavage.
 
By the time the meal was finished they'd each had more to drink than was safe for either of them to be behind the wheel of a car. The fact that it was brand new and cost more than most people's houses made Brett even more sensitive to the risks involved.

"We'd be happy to have a valet drive the two of you to make sure everyone makes it home safe." the manager said as Madison settled up the bill.

Brett paused for a moment thinking about the logistics of the offer. "Well it only has two seats soooo." he said, looking over at Madison questioningly. He of course had no issue at all with her riding in his lap but he wasn't quite sure what she'd think of being left with that option. "I could always leave it and come back for it tomorrow." Brett offered as he continued.
 
Madison had paid for the bill and by the end of dinner it was clear neither of them could drive back by the end of it. The manager offered Valet service which she normally accepted easily , but has forgotten the size of Brett’s car.

The walked to the front where the valet had been waiting and Brett said reminded her it only had two seats and he. Plus. OMS back for it tomorrow.

She saw no problem with him doing that however this car was very expensive , the valet lot was unguarded at night once the restaurant was closed,and they weren’t too far from their places.

The ride home would be about 10-15 minutes, same time itd take for them to catch a cab to ride in to follow his car and she wanted follow down after perhaps a little too much wine.

“I mean…. We aren’t too far from our places and I’m not too heavy….”she said and glanced at the larger man not believing herself that she suggested it “We can take the service as long as you behave “ she whispered to Brett knowing how he could get and knowing the restaurant had a privacy policy didn’t care.

She let the valet pull up on the side and she watched Brett climb in and knees it would be enough space for her to fit Brett would just have to hold her and figured he already had getting her dem the side of the pool earlier.
 
Brett climbed into the passenger seat then moved it back as far as it would go to make space for Madison on his lap. He'd half expected for her to jump at the idea of him coming back for his car but he was surprised when she agreed to riding in the front seat with him.

When the manager closed the door behind her there was barely room for both of them in the passenger seat. Her legs, pointed towards the door and her back faced the valet as he climbed behind the wheel.

"I'm not gonna lie. I've always wanted to drive one of these." he said excitedly as he fired up the engine and the low rumble filled the car.

"Just take it easy. It's probably got a little more power than you're used to." Brett cautioned as his hand wrapped around Madison's waist to support her.

"Don't worry. I've got thi....." the valet started to say just as the car lunged forward pulling Brett hard against the seat behind him. His right hand flew up and clutched at Madison, landing on her chest, inadvertently cradling the underside of her breast as it did.

"Sorry, haven't driven stick in a while." the valet said before releasing the clutch more slowly and pulling away.

"Just... just focus on driving." Brett said, still started but slowly releasing his grip on Madison.
 
Madison fit onto his lap ok but it was a bit snug and felt him hold her around the waist to secure her since he had no seatbelt.

She heard Brett warn the guy about the speed before he started and felt the drivers rev the engine and the car jerk and she instinctively grabbed Brett’s leg to brace herself.She felt where he grabbed her and blushed a bit but it wasn’t like they could go anywhere else because of the space.

The driver apologized saying it was a while since he drove a stick shift and She wondered for a moment if they’d be ok like this as she saw the excitement of the valet getting to drive the car.

She was about suggest just waiting for a cab when he slowly pulled off and she heard Brett tell him to focus on driving as he released his grip.

She placed her hands on the dashboard to help steady herself and adjusted her body comfortably in his lap so she could let Brett relax a bit not realizing the position was enticing but it also helped ease her a bit seeing where they were going as he drove.
 
The car set off and Madison shifted her position in Brett's lap that was a little more comfortable for both of them. As she turned to face more towards the front he allowed his hands to fall on her hips. Though there was incidental contact with her breast earlier, Brett wasn't eager to risk the goodwill he'd generated in being a gentleman by taking further liberties with his hands. Not yet at least.

As they drove though, the stiff suspension of the car caused them to feel each bump and Madison to shift slightly on his lap. It was only a matter of time before her shifting movement caused his cock to stir then eventually stiffen and press directly against her backside.

Though not intentional, Brett couldn't help but stifle a laugh at the situation that had been created beneath her. There was no doubt in his mind that Madison was aware of it as well which only made the situation that much more entertaining.
 
Madison watched as the driver took them following the directions an felt Brett’s hands at her waist steadying her the ride a little rough as they hit nearly every bump and she felt herself getting a bit frustrated with the driver because this made her bounce on Brett’s Lap unintentionally.

They were nearly home when she felt a hardness beneath her and she couldnt help but glance back at Brett feeling the stiffens of him against her ass.

She sighed thinking what did she get herself into and swore she heard him cough to cover a laugh. She glanced at him again giving him a slight look and blamed it on the alcohol it wasn’t like she couldn’t debate with him when the driver was there and they were nearly home.

She swore she felt him push up against her a little and she pressed back defiantly as a warning which seemed to amuse him more as he held her waist a little tighter and she was also annoyed she felt her body reacting a little too.

She knew she’d give him an earful when they got out and were aline she still had to bring the paperwork to his place.
 
When Madison first glanced back at him he was sure she’d felt it and was debating on whether to acknowledge it or not. There was no way getting around how awkward that was going to be so he assumed she wouldn’t. After he stifled another laugh though, the glare she shot him let him know it wasn’t going to go unaddressed.

Finally the car pulled into his driveway and came to a stop. Brett pushed the door open to let Madison climb out then climbed out behind her, taking a moment to adjust himself to hide his obvious erection.

“Thanks a lot.” Brett said to the valet offering him a couple $20s as a tip.

“Any time. That thing is sweet!” The valet replied before making his way down the driveway to meet his Uber back.

“Look I’m sorry about that. It just happened and there wasn’t anything I could do to stop it.” Brett said, hoping to head off her wrath before she had a chance to unleash it. “If you’d rather we do the paperwork tomorrow I understand.”
 
Madison was silent climbing out of the car after Brett had opened the door and she watched Brett tip him before he got into his uber.

She glanced at Brett who had obviously adjusted himself and before she could say anything he began apologizing.

Look I’m sorry about that. It just happened and there wasn’t anything I could do to stop it..If you’d rather we do the paperwork tomorrow I understand“ he said

She sighed knowing the two of them did have a few drink and she knew that had happened to men uncontrollably sometimes.

She ran her fingers through her hair and said. .” It’s fine let’s forget it… I can bring the paperwork in the morning it’s probably best we both get inside” she said feeling a little tipsy from the wine.
 
Though it was an unexpected end to the evening Brett couldn’t have planned it better if he tried. In one inadvertent action he’d assured that he’d both see her again the next day and also was pretty sure the memory of his erection pressing into her ass would be the last thing she thought of before she went to bed.

“Sounds good. Again, I’m sorry.” He said before making his way to his door and stepping inside.

Not ready to go to bed just yet, Brett changed into some sweats then poured another glass of wine before stepped out onto his patio to enjoy the quiet of the evening.
 
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