The Neighbor [The Complete Collection]

by Abby Weeks

  The Neighbor [The Complete Collection]

  Abby Weeks

  Copyright © 2013 Abby Weeks

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  ISBN 978‐1‐927947‐15‐9

  Contents

  Title Page

  Copyright

  Quote

  Part 1

  Part 2

  Part 3

  Part 4

  Part 5

  Part 6

  Back Matter

  *

  “ALL ART IS EROTIC.”

  Gustav Klimt, 1862‐1918

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  “EROTICISM HAS ITS OWN MORAL JUSTIFICATION BECAUSE IT SAYS THAT PLEASURE IS ENOUGH FOR ME; IT IS A STATEMENT OF THE INDIVIDUAL’S SOVEREIGNTY.”

  Mario Vargas Llosa, 1936‐

  *

  I

  WHEN BENJAMIN AND JANEY CARVER moved to Sunny Oaks, a beautiful and expensive suburb outside of Troy, NY, they vowed it would be a new beginning for their marriage. The last five years had taken their toll. They’d been living in an adorable little apartment overlooking Ferry Street. Ben was a lawyer who worked for a firm specializing in commercial real estate. Janey was a teacher at the local school.

  They thought they had everything a young couple needed to be happy. They had good jobs, a nice home, and they’d even been best friends since their junior year of college. Life treated them well. Janey would pick up a bottle of wine and fresh groceries from one of the local delis on her way home from work and cook dinner. She’d pour the wine, light the candles and put on some nice music. Everything would be ready by the time Ben got in from the office. Often after dinner they’d go out and catch a movie, or watch some live music in one of the local bars. They were regulars at all the trendiest bars and restaurants around town and a lot of people knew them.

  They’d gone on happily like that for the first couple of years but gradually life began to get in the way. Ben would stay at the office later, or would call to say he wouldn’t be home for dinner at all. Janey started watching TV in the evenings and lost her enthusiasm for the local entertainment scene. They talked about having a baby but deep down Janey sensed that it would have been for all the wrong reasons. She wanted to have a child with Ben someday, but she wasn’t even thirty yet and was still enjoying her career as a teacher too much to take the time off for a baby. She believed a couple should only have a child when they were ready and really wanted it, not just when they’d fallen into a rut and needed a way to get out of it.

  And it wasn’t like the marriage was beyond saving. They still had a lot of fun together when they remembered to relax and take time for each other. They often went on trips together, up to the Finger Lakes where they did wine tastings and spent time on the water, or down to New York City to check out a few shows and look in the galleries and boutiques.

  Janey was confident that they’d get through the slump. It would just take a little effort from both of them.

  But then, the unthinkable happened.

  Ben came home from work very late, which wasn’t unusual at that point. Janey was already in bed. She’d been sleeping naked that night. They hadn’t made love all week and she was feeling the need to connect.

  She heard Ben fumble his way into the apartment noisily. He’d obviously been drinking. He often had to entertain clients. He fell into bed next to her and when he noticed that she was naked he began to fondle her drunkenly. He put his hands on her breasts and inside her legs. She opened her legs a little to let him get better access to her and he slid his finger inside her vagina. She loved the feeling of being fingered, it always reminded her of her first sexual experiences as a teenager in the back of cars. She let him move his finger in and out of her, getting her excited and wet. She moaned a little.

  She got down under the covers and took him in her mouth. He firmed up immediately and she let the long, thick shaft of his penis slide deep into her throat. She thought about doing something naughty. She wanted to put her finger in his bum. He would never admit it but she knew it excited him. She was just about to do it when he moaned something. At first she thought she’d misheard him so she listened carefully.

  He moaned again and she realized he was saying a name, and it wasn’t her name. Suzy, he was saying.

  And she knew instantly what it meant. Suzy was his secretary. What a cliché. Janey had spoken to her dozens of time on the phone. She sounded young and sexy and she always left her feeling slightly ill at ease when she got off the phone. She knew Ben was working too much but he was also having fun over there in that office. He was entertaining clients at bars and having evening meetings in fancy restaurants, and it seemed no matter how late she called, Suzy was always at the office ready to answer the phone.

  She should have known something was up. She didn’t say anything that night. She just finished sucking Ben off till he came in her mouth, and all the while she pictured Suzy doing the very same thing to him. She didn’t say anything because she didn’t want to go through the turmoil that it would cause. He’d slipped up. He was a pig. She knew that. But she also knew that the marriage had grown boring and that if she was going to keep Ben, she’d have to change things.

  She vowed that night to make those changes in their marriage. Rather than fight with Ben, she’d create a new life for them both.

  The very first thing on her list was to get him out of that office, and that meant leaving Troy. There were wealthy suburbs around the city, and good firms in Albany. She’d move him out of town and take him away from Suzy.

  II

  SCARCELEY A MONTH LATER, Janey was sitting in her new living room, admiring the beautiful new house she and Ben had just bought. They’d paid more than they should have. The neighborhood was way out of their reach, but she reasoned that his career would be taking off in the next few years and he’d be able to pay for it all easily. She enjoyed having the house to herself. It had been a hectic weekend and the movers had all just left.

  She and Ben had just spent the week packing their things and the move had gone off without a hitch. Now that all their belongings were unpacked she sat on the couch and tried to unwind. She went and got a bottle of Merlot from the kitchen and poured herself a glass. They would need some new furniture, this was a lot more house than they were used to, but things didn’t look that bad with their old things. It was perfectly livable, and she was actually quite excited to go shopping for all the new things they would need here.

  She sat back and enjoyed the feeling of having started a new life. This neighborhood was desirable and impressive. They’d settle in here and Ben would forget all about some slutty secretary in town. She knew she could make this happen, for both of them.

  She thought about turning on the TV but then stopped herself. She was determined to make the best of this new life, and sitting around watching TV all afternoon wasn’t part of it. There was a fabulous gym close by. She should check that out. She had a great body but she could always make it better. She wanted to breathe new life into her marriage and looking her best was crucial to that. It was summer vacation so she was off work for two months. She could use that time to get in shape, get new clothes, show Ben what he could lose if he kept screwing around with Suzy.

  Ben had just left to go into the office for a few hours. He’d been there to help with the move but then he got a call from work. He’d apologized, they were supposed to spend the afternoon together, but she’d forced him to promise he’d be out of there by six. They would celebrate the move by meeting at her favorite restaurant downtown. It was
an Italian place on Church that they used to go to all the time when they were newlyweds, Terroni’s. It was very fancy. Then they’d drive home together in Ben’s car. She’d leave hers at the restaurant and would get a ride into town in the morning with Ben to pick it up. When they got home she planned to seduce him, show him what he was missing by spending all his time at the office with Suzy. She was excited.

  She went upstairs to her new bedroom. It was a truly magnificent room with floor to ceiling glass along one wall overlooking the backyard. The bed faced that view and she imagined what it would be like to wake up every morning to the rising sun shining in through that wall of glass. They didn’t have a pool yet but the neighbor did, and she planned on putting one in as soon as they had the money. She felt like she was living in Los Angeles or Miami when she looked at that window. It was so modern and chic. She lay on the bed and looked out, pretending the neighbor’s pool was hers. She pictured the pool parties they’d have with all of the new people they’d be meeting out here.

  Then she thought of the new corset. She’d bought new lingerie to seduce Ben with and she wanted to try it on. It was a beautiful, black piece that the salesperson had referred to as a torsolette. It was made of Spanish lace and had cost far more than she could afford to be spending on underwear. She went to her dresser and took it out of the drawer. It was still in the pink crepe paper the store had wrapped it in and she unwrapped it and laid it out on the bed. Then she stripped and went into the bathroom to shower. In the shower she shaved and put on new body lotion that she’d bought at the same lingerie store. She came out of the bathroom and admired her naked body in the full length mirror. She looked at her breasts, small but pert, her flat stomach, and turned to look at her firm little bottom. Not bad, she thought. She would spend a lot of time this summer working out, she promised herself, but in the meantime she had more than enough ammunition to persuade Ben that he still loved her.

  She went over to the bed and picked up the torsolette and pulled it on over her head. It was a perfect fit, the camisole was tight and firm because of the intricate lace work and it fit like a corset. She admired the lace, the quality of the workmanship really was impressive. She rubbed her hands over it and checked that the brassiere cups fit her breasts perfectly. They did, and even gave her a little more cleavage than usual. This really was a flattering garment she thought. She looked at herself again in the mirror. The corset came down to her waist, leaving her freshly shaved vagina exposed and she admired that, opening the lips slightly and imagining what Ben would think when she saw her in it. The vertical seams going up the side of the bodice gave it a thinning structure. She twirled.

  If this doesn’t work, she thought, nothing will.

  She still wasn’t quite sure what her plan was with Ben. She’d talked him into buying this house in one of the most exclusive neighborhoods in the area, and she knew that having a family here was part of the plan. But other than that she didn’t really know what the future held. All she knew was that they needed a change. She wanted to get them out of the rut they had fallen into and she wanted to get him away from Suzy. That wouldn’t happen as long as he was spending all sorts of hours with her in that cramped little office downtown. Out here was where the real money was, she knew that much. She’d done her research. Everyone who was anyone in Troy, Albany or Schenectady lived in this area. And there were firms based in Albany that made real money, it was the state capital after all. People thought everything had to happen down in the city, but they forgot that a lot of important decisions were made up here in Albany. There was money and power and she knew it would catch Ben’s eye once he started spending time out here. She’d already planned to get him a golf club membership for Christmas. It would cost her two month’s of her teaching salary but it would be worth it. In fact, she probably wouldn’t even have to work that hard on Ben. He was smart when it came to his career and he’d be more aware than she was of the opportunities for a young lawyer in Albany once he started spending time out here. Troy was too small for him and it was about time he realized that. They’d both rise above that little town and move on to more exciting things.

  She went over to the glass wall to admire the view of the swimming pool again, she couldn’t wait till they had their own, but when she got there she got the shock of her life. In the next house over was a man standing at his own window and he had the perfect view of everything she did in the bedroom.

  Oh my gosh, she thought, and put her hand to her mouth. She’d been twirling and admiring her pussy in this lacy little number for the last half-hour and he could have been there watching the entire time.

  Oh my gosh, she thought again, and this time the thought was accompanied by a throb of desire in her thighs. The man’s house was enormous. He must have been seriously wealthy, and she hadn’t noticed till now that from its height he had a pretty good view right into her bedroom. And not only that, but if her eyes weren’t deceiving her, he was smiling lasciviously at her. He was standing there, bold as could be, and she was looking right back at him with nothing on but the lacy, black corset which barely came down to her waist and they were both smiling!

  III

  JANEY’S FACE FLUSHED. She’d been waltzing around the room in her torsolette without a care in the world and this man had been watching the whole thing. He didn’t even have the decency to hide himself now that she’d spotted him. The way the houses were situated he wasn’t very far from her at all, and she could see that he had a thick crop of white hair and was probably somewhere in his mid-sixties. He was just standing there, looking down at her and she was still naked from the waist down. This was shocking. How was she supposed to go around the neighborhood when this guy had seen what he’d seen? He must have seen her admiring her pussy in the mirror, opening the lips, checking her breasts, all of it!

  And yet, all she could think was how rich he was, and handsome. He was handsome for an older man. To her surprise she realized she wasn’t nearly as embarrassed as she should be.

  He was still there, just standing by the window looking at her, and she was still giving him a perfect view of the corset from the front, her pert little breasts just aching to pop out of their cups for his viewing pleasure. Janey felt a flush of excitement at the thought. She’d never done anything like this in her life, Ben was the only man who’d seen her naked in almost ten years, but standing there now, looking her absolute best in front of this stranger, she felt the electricity of desire flowing through her veins. She hadn’t felt excitement as intense as this in years. She was glad he’d caught her like this. She knew she must have looked stunning to him in this outfit. It was the sexiest piece of lingerie she’d ever owned, and she’d just lathered herself in lotion and shaved so her vagina would look as fresh and young as that of a teenager. This was her chance, she thought, to make a real impression on someone who might be able to do a lot for her life. She looked up at him and just knew he was a big player.

  She felt glued to the window. She looked up again at the man and he was still there, looking right at her. He was attractive enough, tall, tanned with dark eyes and a strong face. He was wearing a polo shirt and slacks. She couldn’t help it but the fact that his house must have been worth millions, with a beautiful pool in the back and a whole fleet of luxury cars in the front, excited her endlessly. For a second she wondered if the new life she was planning wasn’t with Ben at all. For all she knew it could be with this distinguished neighbor or someone else she would meet up here in the exclusive hills overlooking the Hudson and the state capital.

  Slowly she reached up and grabbed the rod that controlled the curtains and twisted it. The lace curtains pulled back to the edges of the room, exposing it entirely to the man. Now he would be able to see everything. She smiled playfully at him and he smiled faintly back at her. She felt another thrill when she saw him put his hand down to his crotch and rub his penis through his slacks.

  This is too much, she thought but immediately she let that thought fade away. Who
would have thought that something like this would happen to her just by moving out to the suburbs? She’d come out here to rekindle her marriage and now she was standing in the most exposed position possible in front of a wall of glass and an old, wealthy neighbor who was scarcely twenty yards from her taking it all in. He was old enough to be her father. That thought thrilled her too.

  She put her hand down to her vagina and touched it. He seemed to like that from the look on his face. What was she going to do? She didn’t even know but she knew the man was anticipating it already. She knew she was playing with fire here, but she didn’t think she could possibly get in any trouble for this. After all, she was simply getting dressed in her own house for a date she’d planned with her own husband. As long as no one found out about it, everything would be fine. She could have a little fun with the man in the window.

  She thought of Ben with Suzy and that banished all fear from her mind. She hadn’t even told Ben she knew about his affair. She’d basically let him off the hook. If she could overlook that for the sake of their marriage then surely she could allow herself this small, naughty pleasure.

  She went back to her bed and looked over her shoulder. The neighbor was still standing there. She bent over to give him a good look at her ass. She crossed her legs as she’d seen strippers do in movies and bent over at the waist to let him see her buttocks and the little slit of her pussy. Then she pulled open her butt cheeks a little so that he could see her sexy, pink little asshole in the middle.

  She sat on the bed. The torsolette had come with detachable garters and stockings and she pulled them on, one after the other, up over her feet all the way up her legs. Then she tightened them around her thighs, tighter than she was used to. She felt as if she had to make up for the distance and the glass of the windows that the neighbor was watching her through so she tightened the garters till they hurt. Now her legs were covered in the same exquisite black lace that the corset was made of.