The New Neighbor

Chocolate Chunk

I watched as my new neighbor lifted the boxes from the back of his truck, sweat glistening on his forehead. His dark muscles strained as he brought the boxes into his new house. I opened my window, suddenly feeling hot and somewhat bothered. I fanned myself as I leaned on the window sill.

“Still watching that hunk flex those drool worthy muscles?” My best friend commented slyly from behind me. I smirked as I lowered myself from the window bench and turned to her.

“No," She quirked an eyebrow, "I was admiring the trees. He just so happened to be in my field of vision.”

“Mhm, and I’m sure that was an unfortunate coincidence." Emma rolled her eyes, reading a magazine as she laid upside down, halfway off my bed. I jumped onto my bed beside her and bounced.

“Not necessarily unfortunate per se…”I trailed off, finding it hard to fight off the dirty thoughts that entered my mind at the mere thought of him. How his rock hard muscles would feel underneath my fingertips as I clawed at his back, him pounding--

“I can practically hear your imagination running wild. "She laughed, lifting her head so she could see me blush. She scooted back onto the bed, her brown hair like a dark halo around her head.

“As if. I was only wondering." I defended, crossing my arms over my chest.

“Wondering what it'd feel like to have him f*****g you from behind? "She continued, her blue eyes widening in curiosity.

“I won't deny it.” I smirked, not even bothering to lie to her, she knew me too well for that. Who'd have thought that the two best friends from preschool would be talking about their latest conquests, comparing lovers. Not us, that’s for sure. I can still remember being the good girl of Westmound High. That is, until I had my first good f**k. From then on, well, I've been an addict.

“You gonna get some of that rocky road?” Emma inquired, propping herself up on an elbow and dropping her magazine.

I shrugged, "He seems more like a fudge if you ask me."

“Do you think he's gonna be easy? "She asked and I flopped backwards onto my pillows.

“I don't know, he just started moving in yesterday, I haven't had a chance to judge his character yet. "I told her truthfully, my blonde hair getting tangled in the sheets.

“You haven't had to judge his character yet? Ella, you sized me up the moment we met. "Emma reasoned, sitting up to glare at me. I sighed, alright, maybe I had sized him up, but I didn't have much to gain from it.

“He's hard to read, Em." said honestly, "The only thing I've discovered, is that he's unmarried and he doesn't have a girlfriend, that's good enough for me.”

“How do you know he doesn't have a girlfriend? "She inquired, tilting her head quizzically.

“Well, unless his girlfriend is arriving later on, she has yet to show up. Plus, if it's long distance, well, that's never stopped me before. "I said slyly and Emma laughed as I used my elbows to hold myself up.

“Too true."She agreed. "Looks like chocolate chunk isn't going to be out there for much longer, judging by the amount of boxes he had left when I last checked, so do you want to go get some ice cream?”

“Sure, but you're paying. I'm going to get me some fudge.”

We walked to the ice cream parlour which was conveniently only a few blocks away. The bell rang as we entered and John smiled at us as we entered.“Hi girls, what'd you like today?”He asked us. John was a middle-aged man, late thirties, maybe early forties, but damn did he look good. He sported salt and pepper hair that made to run your fingers through as you're riding out your orgasm.

As he smiled, his smile lines around his eyes appeared.“Hey John!" Emma exclaimed excitedly, bouncing up to the counter. I smiled as she pretended to look at the ice cream flavours, when in reality, she was just trying to see if long john silver was really as well endowed as she hoped he was.

“What'll it be today, ladies?" He asked smoothly, grabbing the scooper.

“Rocky road please.”She replied, pointing to the light substance in the window.

“I'l have some chocolate chunk, two scoops.” I smirked as I ordered, watching as John filled the cones with the flavours we’d asked for. He handed us both our desserts and Emma pulled out her debit card, but he shook his head.

“On the house today.” He grinned as we took a seat at a booth. The parlour was empty aside from the one person in the corner, wearing a hoodie, facing away from us.

“What’s the occasion?” I inquired, taking a somewhat seductive lick of my ice cream.

“Does there have to be?” John retorted, taking a seat across from us in the booth.

“No, but I doubt there isn’t.” Emma reasoned, practically deepthroating her cone though John didn’t seem to notice, much to her dismay.

“You’re right. We’re expanding!” He exclaimed, looking like he was about to bounce off the roof.

“That’s great! Where to?” She asked, swallowing her ice cream.

“Into that empty lot in downtown.” John stated proudly, puffing his chest out almost.

“That’ll be great for business! But you’re still keeping this one, right?” I congratulated, biting at the cone of my ice cream.

“Only for you girls.” John winked. We didn’t think of him to be old, he acted the way we would most of the time, it was pretty nice.

“Thanks, John.” Emma smiled flirtatiously. Still, John was oblivious.

“No problem.” He replied just as the bell rang. John got up and returned to the counter just as Emma and I turned to see who had entered. Unexpectedly, my hottie of a neighbor strolled in, five dollar bill in hand. His eyes flickered in our direction and he smirked, before looking over at John.

“One vanilla ice cream, please.”