My Neighbor's Desire

"Hey, buddy. I need your help." Alex said quickly as he continued pacing. "I need you to find Lara, she's been kidnapped." "You are really a trouble magnet, I can't believe poor Lara is now part of your bad luck drama… And now, you get to interrupt my peaceful afternoon nap and…." "Kill me when it's all over, but please help me locate her." Alex interrupted Neon's outburst. "Find, fill me in." Neon said. Alex began explaining everything as quickly as his tongue could roll. "Ok… but did you check the cameras outside the building? What means of transport did they use?" "I did not think of that..." Alex turned to both guards. "Why did none of you think of that?" They both stared at each other in obvious confusion. 'Technically, there were three men in the room so why are only two being accused of a mishap?' none of them could voice it out though. "I'm on it sir." The first guard quickly replied. "Sir, this scene has not changed for a while now. The cameras were probably tampered with before the initiation of the kidnapping." He reported. "Are you getting that Neon?" Alex asked over the phone. "Yep. Right now I'm staring at a satellite image from outside the cinema and I think we got their ride away. I would run the plates and see if I can have access to the van's GPS." Neon announced. "Vans have GPS systems nowadays?" Alex asked. "Seriously! Is that what you are worried about? And yes, new model vans do." "My mind is in a mess right now. Just text me the updates, I got to make some calls." "No qualms, I got you." "Oh, and Neon…" Alex called before the call disconnected. "What again?" "I'll need eyes in the sky too." "Of course. Chilax man. I got it." "Thanks." ************* LARA'S POV "I said strip!" I snapped back to reality when he said it again. I thought I was hallucinating the first time, but now… My heart was about to pop out of my chest. I bet even the water I drank a few seconds again should have paused too somewhere in my throat. "I thought I made it clear that you are obliged to obey every damn word I say, unless you want this to get ugly." He was standing just a few centimeters away from me as he threatened. I was damn scared to say anything right now. I couldn't even bundle up enough saliva to dampen my dry throat. I just stood there staring at him in fright. "Commands are obeyed, words are heard." I corrected. I had no idea where I got the balls to say that, given the fact that I was about to pee in my pants. "What?" He asked in confusion. I swallowed hard, blinking my eyes and simultaneously shifting my weight from one leg to the other. "You said, 'I gotta obey every word you say.' But words aren't meant to be obeyed, they are meant to be heard. Orders or commands are obeyed." I repeated, more confidently this time. ____________ A couple of weeks ago She walked down the street drench in the rain. The rain had been pouring violently the whole day, it is a normal phenomenon this time of the year. As much as the season had been highly anticipated upon, everyone at one point in the day wished the rain would give way for a second. Lara was no different, walking home in the dark with rain pounding on her mercilessly. She got to her home a few minutes past 9pm. Alex, her hot new neighbor was sitting on his porch smoking a cigarette. "Hey, beautiful." He greeted, waving as a huge smile spread out on his face. "Hey, Alex." She greeted him back, searching for her keys in her handbag. "You are wet." He added. She abruptly paused what she was doing, lifted up her head and held his gaze. "I know," she responded a little bit weakly. What he said was the plain truth, she was wet, but why did it sound so erotic coming from him. Blame her brain for speeding kilometers away from the conversation. "You should hurry up and warm up before you catch a cold." He said with concern. Still smiling. "Sure, thanks." She said as she inserted the key into the door knob. She pushed the door open and hurriedly headed upstairs. Alex Moved to the neighborhood two weeks back. He is this friendly hot type of guy, with the kind of body that'll drive any girl crazy. She wasn't an exception though. She'll always fantasize about both of them doing the unimaginable. But unfortunately, she has to wake up every morning and act like he's not even there. Lara is not the usual one night stand kind of girl, but living adjacent to a hot guy has recently been a torture to her, probably the most torturous two weeks of her life. As she kicked her pantie to one coner in the bath, which was the last piece of clothing covering her female sanctuary. She couldn't help but gaze at the wet patch on her pale blue panties. It was not soaked from the rain but rather just from one word from her hot neighbor. The worst of it all is that he said the word casually and in the right context. Only if he knew he had such an effect on her. How could such ordinarily said words stir up this kind of feeling? She couldn't call it a strange feeling because she'd been feeling that way almost everyday for a couple of weeks now. She leaned her back on the wall of the bath room, with the image of Alex watching her, just watching her with those sexy pink lips. Probably shirt off, just the way he was this Sunday afternoon, she ran her fingers from her neck to her chest, stopping on her two molds. She used both hands to gently squeeze on them, accompanied by a pinch on her already hard n*****s. She traced her hands slowly down to her abdomen, forgetting the tiredness she felt earlier. Reaching her hairy part, she paused, returning one hand back to her breast. She made sure to simultaneously give attention to both breasts while her other hand continued to travel farther down her hairy part until she met the source of her wetness. She slowly rubbed on her folds, applying more pressure on her clits. She couldn't help but moan from the pleasure. She continued to play with her private part. Her legs felt so weak, like they could give up and she'll collapse anytime soon, but the pleasure she felt was more than that. With desire intensifying in the pit of her tummy, she slowly dipped one finger into her slippery entrance. "Oh my goodness…" she moaned in pleasure. Pushing in and pulling out her finger hastily, her moans were nowhere subsiding. Instead the heat in her belly increased with every movement, her moaning became even louder. She did not stop giving equal attention to both breasts. She doubled her fingers in her extremely wet p***y, her movements with her fingers did not stop. She leaned her head on the wall, rocking her hips up and down, sometimes forward and backward to match the rhythm of the movement of her fingers. Her arms did hurt a bit, but it only fueled up her burning s****l desire. She moved her finger in and out of her, faster, as fast as she could, occasionally staring at the imaginary Alex. In her mind, Alex was all aroused with his huge c**k in his hand. She pictured him stroking himself as she in turn pleasured herself. "I can help you with that." She was close to her release when she heard his sexy masculine voice. It never registered in her head that he was actually here, watching her the whole time. "I thought you'd never ask." She replied drunkenly. She felt these strong rough palms caress her hips, moving to her butt. He squeezed her butt cheeks really hard. She jerked up, immediately, it finally registered in her mind that foreign hands were actually touching her. She was not alone in her house. She was not alone in her bathroom.