Chapter Two – Max
I looked down at the blonde writhing under me, begging me for more. We met at a bar where I watched a hockey game with some friends and she was willing to leave with me. Riley was with my mom for the night and I didn’t want to be alone, even though I knew I’d be sending her home in a cab when this was over.
What was her name again? Brenda?
I kissed her neck and unhooked her bra as she cried out again. Her voice was shrill and I winced. I regretted bringing this girl home. She was beautiful and I believed that she was a model of some degree – like she claimed – but fuck me if she wasn’t annoying. I played with her tits as I raised my head and caught something out of the corner of my eyes.
I looked closer to see someone in the house next door. The light had never been on before and I squinted as the person stood and lifted their shirt off slowly. That was not Mrs. Hastings. I looked closer as I pinched Brenda’s nipples – hard. This woman was curvy and gorgeous in the light of the bedroom.
Brenda cried out as I jerked forward.
She slipped her pants off and I licked my lips as I stared at her, willing her to bare herself to me. From what I could tell, she had brown curly hair, but the room was cast in an amber glow as she wiggled out of her panties.
My hand slid between Brenda’s warm thighs as the woman in the window turned towards me and revealed a dark bra that she slipped off. I heard Brenda moan as I slid my fingers inside of the woman, still focused on my new neighbor. Her tits were perfect: full with small, dark nipples. I moved harder inside of Brenda.
The woman beneath me became the neighbor in my head, flaring my interest as I curled my finger inside of her. I’d want to make that woman come. I’d want to fuck her – unlike this empty woman beneath me. I pretended I was doing just that as she screamed my name.
I watched my neighbor until she was out of sight but kept the vision of her in my head as I kissed the blonde. Women didn’t usually affect me so easily just on sight, and I wanted to enjoy this. I was a good-looking doctor and women threw themselves at me, particularly since I specialized in gynecology. I saw a lot of disturbing things in my work, but the lonely single women or housewives that came in often made it all worth it.
I’d said no for a few years when I was still married to Riley’s mom, Blake. We were married and I had everything I wanted, so why cheat? It was when I discovered her with another man in our bed as our thirteen-month-old daughter slept in the room across the hall that I realized she didn’t think she had everything. The man had been a friend and fellow doctor in the building. Everything crashed down around me at that point.
That was two years ago and I was single now. I threw her ass out immediately and kept the house that I had purchased for us, filing for divorce the following day. It wasn’t easy with such a young child, but the beauty of it all was that Riley wouldn’t really remember us as a family. It would hurt her less. I made an obscene amount of money and didn’t need anyone to help me with her. I could do it all on my own.
I just needed company sometimes, and that came in the form of droves of women. I didn’t say yes to them all, but if I had an itch and they were there to scratch it, why not? I was single and successful as well as very careful.
I felt the blonde tighten around my fingers as my cock swelled against her leg. It was half-mast at best before this gorgeous view, so I reached for a condom. I had a lot of fantasies running through my mind now, and one of them was the woman in the window between my legs and sucking my cock. I wanted to come deep in her throat. I rolled on my back as I ordered Brenda to get in front of me.
She did, taking my large shaft in her mouth and teasing me with her mouth. I grabbed her hair and pushed up, needing to fuck her mouth as she gasped. I imagined brown hair as I held tight, feeling her moan as she dropped down over me. I imagined my neighbor’s sexy body and pert breasts as I groaned. Jesus, I was turned on.
I imagined her watching this and getting wet. The woman between my legs rocked over me as I started to move with her, holding her head so there would be no doubt that she was going to swallow. Based on what she was saying, she had no problem with that. She’d give me anything that I wanted.
I jerked forward and came hard as she whimpered against me. I was big and deep in her throat. I also knew that I gave her a lot to swallow while thinking about my new neighbor. She finished and pulled away with lust-filled eyes and a giggle as she dropped onto her ass. “Want me to fuck you like that?” I asked. She nodded with a dazed expression. I reached down to stroke my cock, imagining a different woman on her knees before me. I vowed to learn more about my neighbor. I was hard immediately and I ripped open the condom and sheathed myself with it. “Get on your knees, baby.”
“Oh, fuck,” she breathed, nearly falling in her haste to move. She was primed and ready for me as I fingered her slick pussy, wondering what my neighbor’s body looked like. Was it bare like this one, or did she prefer a little hair? Was she tight? I slid inside and immediately knew that this woman had spent some time in the beds of other men since she wasn’t tight. Still, she was very fuckable.
I gripped her hips and closed my eyes as I took her hard and deep. I knew that she felt me everywhere as she yelped and pushed back against me, trying to find a rhythm. I reached forward, pinching a nipple and picturing it to be small and firm, fucking her harder. Hell, I smacked her ass as I took her with hard thrusts. The blonde begged for more and I complied. She came a beat before me and then I let out a long moan. I didn’t use names with casuals and I didn’t know hers anyway, but I knew what name would be ringing through my head once I’d learned it. I jerked as I filled the latex, pulling out when I was done. Brenda slumped forward against my messy comforter.
I rose and went into the bathroom to tie off the condom and throw it away. I knew that there were women that wanted to get knocked up by me for a payday – something that my ex was trying to do right now. She wasn’t happy with her spousal support and wanted full custody of Riley so she could ask for an obnoxious amount of child support. Fuck that. I wasn’t having any more kids: Riley was a perfect little girl and I adored her.
I returned to the bedroom to see the blonde still on her stomach, not seeming to make any effort to move. “You’re as good as they all say.” I knew I had a reputation and smirked at her words while I pulled on some shorts.
“Am I?” I asked as I heard her moving behind me.
“Yes. Come back to bed.” I heard the seductive tone in her voice and rolled my eyes. I was done with this one and I turned to look at her. She was staring at me with her legs spread and her finger between her legs, moving slowly. In this case, it was the wrong woman. I pressed my lips together as I imagined the one that lived next door touching herself for me.
“I think it’s time for you to leave, sweetheart.” I wasn’t shy about telling women to leave after bringing them here.
She pouted as she sat up and cupped a breast slowly. “Are you sure?” she asked as I reached for my phone.
“I’ve been drinking, so I’ll call for a car for you,” I offered to her as I pulled up my Uber app. I was given a half an hour before they arrived and invited her to the kitchen for something to drink before she left. Like the others, she was obviously uncomfortable sipping from a bottle of water and looking out of the front window.
“You don’t want me to spend the night?” she asked as I glanced at her from the couch.
“I told you that at the bar. I came here because it was closer, but otherwise I’d be leaving your place right about now.” She stared at me, though I wasn’t sure why she seemed so surprised. I was always honest about that. She jumped and hurried towards the door, opening it and slipping out as I watched.
I went to get a beer after I locked the door, finishing the show on television as my mind wandered back to my new neighbor. Mrs. Hastings loved me, so I could get the information out of her on who the woman was. She was always talking to Riley or dropping off cookies or some other treat for her since my daughter reminded her of her own three-year-old great granddaughter. I appreciated the effort since Blake only seemed to want her for the money and not to spend any real time with her own daughter.
I also thought about bringing the woman over one night when Riley was gone for dinner since I wasn’t willing to have my little girl get attached to any woman. I wouldn’t allow that until I was serious about someone and thought that I might want to bring them into our life.
A neighbor with benefits might be perfect.