Sarah’s suburban home was filled with the comforting hum of the washing machine as she folded her husband’s boxers. She couldn’t help but imagine her neighbor, Steve, wearing them. She shook her head, trying to get the thought out of her mind.
She moved on to cleaning the kitchen, wiping down the counters. She imagined Steve’s muscular arms, glistening with sweat as he helped her. She rolled her eyes at herself, but couldn’t help but feel a twinge between her legs.
Sarah decided to take a break and headed outside to her garden. She started weeding, but her mind kept drifting back to Steve. She started to feel frustrated, both with herself and with Steve for being so oblivious to her desires.
She decided to take matters into her own hands. She went inside and took a long, hot shower, imagining Steve’s hands on her body. She touched herself, bringing herself to the brink of orgasm, but stopped herself. She wanted Steve to be the one to finish her off.
Sarah got dressed in her sexiest lingerie, a black lace bra and thong. She looked at herself in the mirror, feeling confident and powerful. She knew what she wanted, and she was going to get it.
She walked over to Steve’s house, her heart pounding in her chest. She knocked on the door, trying to act casual. Steve answered, looking surprised to see her. Sarah smiled, making a playful insult. “I was bored, and I figured you could use some company.”
Steve invited Sarah inside, and they sat on the couch. Sarah started making small talk, but she couldn’t keep her mind off of Steve’s body. She started to feel bold, and leaned in to kiss him. Steve was taken aback, but quickly responded, kissing her back passionately.
Sarah pulled away, and started to undo Steve’s pants. She looked up at him, challenging him with her eyes. Steve nodded, giving her permission to continue. Sarah pulled down his pants, revealing his hard cock. She took it in her hand, admiring its size.
Sarah leaned down, and took Steve’s cock in her mouth. She started to suck, using her tongue to explore every inch of him. Steve moaned, running his fingers through Sarah’s hair. Sarah took him deeper, feeling him hit the back of her throat.
Sarah started to move faster, bobbing her head up and down. Steve’s moans got louder, and Sarah could feel him getting closer to orgasm. She pulled back, teasing him. Steve looked at her, his eyes pleading for more.
Sarah took Steve’s cock back in her mouth, and started to suck harder. Steve’s moans turned into groans, and Sarah could feel him getting closer. She took him all the way in, feeling him hit the back of her throat. Steve’s hands tightened in her hair, and he came hard, filling Sarah’s mouth with his cum.
Sarah swallowed, and looked up at Steve, a satisfied smile on her face. Steve looked back at her, still in shock. Sarah stood up, and started to walk towards the door. “I’ll see you around, neighbor,” she said, making another playful insult.
Steve sat there, still in shock, as Sarah walked out the door. He couldn’t believe what just happened, but he knew one thing for sure - he couldn’t wait for it to happen again.
Sarah walked back to her house, feeling satisfied and powerful. She knew she had Steve wrapped around her finger, and she couldn’t wait to see what else she could make him do.
Sarah went to bed that night, feeling content and happy. She knew she’d have plenty of opportunities to satisfy her desires, and she couldn’t wait to see what else Steve had in store for her.
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