My Sexy Awakening

Perving on my naughty neighbour

The following day, things felt and looked much better. I was looking after baby Natalia because Tom and Mariana had some errands to take care of. Cuddling with my niece always makes me feel happy and calm. She is so pretty, a perfect mixture of her mummy and daddy. She has Tom's beautiful blue eyes and Mariana's delicate features. I hope one day I will have a family like this. I love kids, and I always thought I would have kids and a husband by my mid-twenties.

Even if I am a career-driven woman who loves her job and gives her professional development great importance, I always thought my accomplishments were worthless without a family. Again, my rational side knows pretty well that I am not required to have kids as a woman, but my emotional side wanted a family badly.

Soon after Mariana and Tom were back home, we had lunch and talked about our respective weeks. When Mariana asked if I met my neighbors, I told her about Ms. Hopkins, a lovely lady in her 70s who lives in the house in front of my cottage, and the Randolph Family, a couple in their late forties with two teenage kids who live in the house on the east side.

Of course, I failed to mention the man or woman residing behind my cottage, but the memory of the activities of my naughty neighbor made me blush. I knew they were not a couple (at least based on their very brief conversation, it did sound like a casual relationship or a one-night stand) but was not sure who owned the house behind the fence.

After lunch, I returned home and decided to work on some editing on the patio. The weather was warm, and the smell of flowers was pleasant. I lost track of time, and when I checked my watch, I realized it was almost 7 o'clock. I started to think about dinner when, once again, I heard heavy moaning and panting coming from my neighbor's home. This time it seemed that it was not the same woman I had heard before. The voice was different, and this woman was extremely talkative and loud. She described everything that was going on and asked her partner for concrete actions. "Just like that, oh God, suck my n*****s, I love your tongue, touch me, right there, please don't stop."

Listening to this woman, I realized that I never asked for anything during s*x and was sort of on the receiving end of anything my cheating ex wanted to offer. I have to acknowledge that I am entirely inexperienced. I had a high school sweetheart during my senior year, but we broke up when we started college. A year later, I started dating another guy from college, but it lasted only one semester. And then, after I moved back to town, I met my ex, the only man I ever had s*x with.

Loud moaning took me away from my thoughts. It was clear that activities behind the fence were extremely heated by now. Soon after, the talkative woman climaxed. "F*ck”, she said, "best orgasm ever." "I know, orgasm delivery is my specialty," he replied. Cocky bastard, I thought to myself. The male's voice was the same I heard yesterday, which means I have a male neighbor. Once again, I was as horny as I could be.

Suddenly, my cell phone rang, loud, very, very loud. I wanted to die. My neighbor will think I am sneaking (which I am)! I panicked and answered the phone. It was Amanda. "Hi Amanda, it's me." "I know it is you, Andrea; I am calling you." "Ah, mmm, I can't talk right now, Amanda; I'll call you later." Then I hung up. Not even a minute later, Amanda was calling again. "What is going on, Andi? I will not end the call until you answer my questions and do not dare tell me that everything is all right because I know you better than you know yourself." "Just give me a sec, Amanda," I said.

I took my cellphone, got inside the cottage, closed the door and window, and told Amanda everything that happened earlier today and last night. She couldn't stop laughing. "Oh, my God, he knows you are listening…." At that point, I really wanted to lock myself in the cottage and never leave again. The thought of having my neighbor thinking that I am perving on his s*x life makes me want to hide forever. Thank God I will travel out of town tomorrow. At least I won't have to face the possibility of bumping into my neighbor.