Twisted Perfection

Audrey free sleep

The next evening after work,I walked into his office. No I strode in. I felt confident and sexy and incharge. I locked the door behind me and Drew the blinds.

“Take off your clothes" I said

He looked up at me,his eyes going wide with shock.

“I said take off your clothes"

He smiled a sexy dark naughty smile

“of course" he said peeling off his black suit. The jacket slipped to the floor

Then followed his tie to the other end of the room and started unbuttoning his shirt revealing the dark lines of his tattoo.

He was muscular ,not in a body builder sort of way but in that cut defined way that made me want to trace all the lines of his tattoo with my fingers.

“Now your pants" I pointed at his trousers As he unbuttoned, unzipped and debelted.

Then he stepped out of them and walked closer to me.

“These two?" He asked as he stuck his fingers under the elastic of his underwear giving me a little peep.

I inhaled sharply

“yes"

He walked over to me

“you take them off" He leaned towards me

I swallowed hard “Okay..."

My trembling fingers reached out and-

“AHHHHHH!” I woke up with a jolt covered in sweat and breathing rapidly.

What the hell! What the hell!

I jumped out of bed, ran for the kitchen and poored myself a glass of water.

My mouth was horribly dry and I was actually shaking from the dream.

It felt so real.

The clock on the wall said 2:30am, how ironic. That was the exact time last night me and Andrey had been at it.

I had a sudden fearful vision of waking up everyday at this exact time.

I paced up and down a few times in a state of exhaustion, confusion and agitation.

I need a cold shower.

I went back to my room and put on the shower, as the water touched my skin, I came to my senses...it was the middle of winter for heaven's sake.

I didn't need a shower around 2:30 in the middle of the night.

I needed sleep- an Audrey free sleep so I climbed into my bed and closed my eyes to sleep but a sudden noise made me sit up again.

The noise was coming from the apartment nextdoor and the wall separating us was right behind my bed.

I put my ear to the wall. The noise started up again and was even louder this time. It sounded like someone was dragging furniture across the wooden floor.

I turned on the lights and stared at the wall as if I could send hate beems directly to the inconsiderate ass disturbing my sleep at this ungodly hour.

But I clearly had no power because another noise soon cut through the silence.

This time it was a loud bang like a chair Being knocked over.

I put my ear to the wall and was almost rendered deaf as someone started drilling to the wall.

“Hey!" I called out and banged on the wall with my fists but there was no way they were going to hear me over the grind of metal boring into concrete.

It seemed to go on for ages.

As soon as there was a vague reprieve, it started up again.

I had to do something

I could either call mal -the 70 year old caretaker or I could handle it myself.

When I heard a giant crash as if a mirror had just been shattered, my mind was made up.

Pissed off and tired,I stormed out the front door and marched down the hallway.

This new neighbor wasn't off to a good start. what were they up to,a home make over in the am?

I reached the door of the apartment and knocked.

There were stacks of cardboard boxes and it was so obvious that they were moving in.

Still that was no excuse. I must have knocked about 19 times and with each knock, my patience grew thinner.

I finally gave up and tried the handle and the door opened. I took one small step inside.

“Hello?" I said, I figured I better call out before barging inside unlike some people, I wasn't rude. But when after the fifth call, I'd still had no reply.

I felt well within my rights to investigate.

I walked straight down a long corridor to the spare bedroom.

The penthouse were all laid out the same.

The drilling and banging were getting louder with each step.

When I reached the room, the door was slightly ajar and again I thought the polite thing to do would be to knock once more.so I did. again. and again.

No reply...fuck this

“I’m coming in" I said and I did then saw him standing on a ladder in his underwear.

“YOU!" I pointed stammering

He turned and looked at me, shirtless, sweaty and wearing a smile.

“Hey, what a coincidence, I was just thinking about you"