Neighbors
By Lilybird
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Scene 23:

She went into her own kitchen and grabbed a cutting board and put water on to boil. Her heart was racing and her hands were shaking. "Well, why didn't he just say 'we're having sex tonight, so prepare yourself,'" she said outloud, trying to calm herself down. She had certainly thought the opportunity might present itself, but she hadn't thought he would be quite so blatant about it. She felt heated, the intensity of the kiss he had laid upon her still rumbling in her body. She let out another sigh and smoothed her hair back with her hands. She giggled, then smiled wickedly as she let her thoughts shift to the idea of going to bed with him. She needed to get dinner ready though, and these thoughts were delaying everything.

She opened a bottle of wine and poured herself a big glass. 'Get a hold of yourself woman,' she spoke as she about gulped the wine down and set about blanching vegetables and cooking noodles. She layered the lasagna and set it in the oven to cook through while she tossed a salad and made garlic toast to broil just before they ate. By 4:15 everything was cooking or ready and she quick set the table, then ran upstairs to get ready. She had time for a quick shower then stood in front of her closet, debating again about what to wear. She had picked out a floral jumper with lots of little buttons running down the front, but blushing, had put it back in the closet thinking it would be too hard to get out of, if they actually ended up sleeping together. She couldn't believe she was actually taking this into consideration as she picked out an outfit.

She stood naked in front of her floor length mirror looking at her body. She turned and looked sideways, then over her shoulder at her ass. She was strong and was glad she had muscular arms and legs, but she always thought she was a little too soft around the middle, and too hippy, but her stomach was relatively flat, although certainly not ripped like his was. Then looking again at the cut of her calves, she was suddenly glad there were parts of her that were softer and perhaps more feminine. She turned again and looked at her breasts. She was ample, and hoped he liked that. She looked at her watch, it was 4:45, she needed to get dressed quickly and get downstairs, or she ran the risk of having him show up while she was naked. 'That would be one way to greet him,' she thought smiling thinking that would certainly get things off and running, then blushed knowing she could never do such a thing. She finally defaulted to a knit skirt, that she knew was well slit up the side, and a scooped sweater that she hoped would flatter her curvy figure, knowing it showed off her cleavage. She twisted her hair up into a french chignon and clipped it, liking how it opened her neck, imaging the feel of his beard against her skin. She had already misted herself with the lily perfume and now she tucked a few hairs behind her ear looking in the mirror one last time. She finally slipped on her shoes, opting tonight for sexy black heels, knowing they were silly and unnecessary in her own house, but loving how they made her legs look. She guessed he'd laugh at her knowing she had gone over the top, but she still thought he would like them, and she left them on as she headed downstairs to check on dinner, and pour herself another glass of wine, and wait for him.

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Neighbors - Chapter 24