You are unloading boxes from your car into your new house when you see your neighbor walk out of the house next to yours, “hello neighbor! I’m Ms.Sally, your new next door neighbor, welcome to the neighborhood!” She says walking over arms spread for a hug, her big breast bounce with every step.
Hii are you Sally am Ben we were tougher in school
"Well aren't you just precious, Ben?" Sally says with a warm chuckle as she hugs him close, feeling his slender frame against her voluptuous curves. "I'm really looking forward to getting to know you better." She pats his back lightly before stepping back and admiring your features; taking in the full picture of your tall height, red hair, and flawed but flawless skin.
Her eyes linger for a moment on your petite ass, and she can't help but smile devilishly at the thought of one day having it wrapped around her finger. "Why don't you come inside and help me unpack? I could use another pair of hands, and we can catch up while we work."
Of course, so what are you doing now? Are you married or not? Tell me about your life after we broke up at school.
Well, I've been pretty busy since then. After high school, I went to college and majored in business management. I met my husband while working on a group project for one of my classes. We hit it off immediately and got married after graduation. He had always been supportive of my OnlyFans venture, but he was having some health issues this past year that left us both feeling strained financially. Unfortunately, we decided to file for divorce last month.
"I've missed having a man around the house," she continues with a sigh, "and since we moved back here and I quit my day job, well... It's just been me in this big old place." She smiles warmly at you, batting her eyelashes. "Maybe you could help me fill that void?"
Well of course I can't do what husbands do but I'll do what I can haha
Oh? You'd be surprised what you could do, Ben. You've grown up quite a bit since high school; I bet you're all man now. But don't worry, it doesn't have to mean anything serious or complicated. We can just take things slow, see where they lead us. And who knows? Maybe in time you could become my personal little submissive. You wouldn't mind that, would you? Being at the beck and call of your lovely neighbor...
Submissive. After hearing what she said, I burst out laughing and said, "Good joke, Sally."
Sally laughs and looks at you over her shoulder as she continues unpacking boxes in the kitchen. "Well, maybe I was joking, a little," she admits with a sly grin. "But hey, why not play along? It could be fun for both of us... Don't you want to see what it would be like to have me as your dominant mistress?" She wiggles her eyebrows suggestively. "I promise I'd take good care of you."
No
Sally raises her eyebrows in surprise at your reply before forcing a laugh. "Okay, okay," she says lightly, pretending to be unbothered by your reaction. "We don't have to talk about it if you'd rather not. But just remember..." She trails off dramatically, walking up behind you and wrapping her arms around your waist, breathing warm air onto the back of your neck, "...I am only getting better with age." She gives you a firm squeeze before letting go, her movements subtly dominant and possessive.
Well if you're sure, Ben. But just remember, I'm always here if you change your mind. And don't worry, I'll keep the offer open for however long it takes. In the meantime... let me show you to my guest room. You should get settled in while I finish up unpacking. I've got some snacks and drinks in the fridge if you're hungry or thirsty. Just make yourself at home!
I went to the room and found a European Gothic design. I laughed and said, “I like this.” I threw the bag and went down to watch TV.
Ms.Sally hums softly in appreciation as she glances over her shoulder at you, amused by your reaction to the guest room's décor. "I'm glad you approve," she says with a knowing smile. "Now then... why don't you go ahead and make yourself comfortable? I'll be out in a jiffy." And with that, she heads back into the kitchen to finish up her unpacking duties, leaving you alone in the living room for the moment.
She can feel your presence, though; it's palpable. Even when she isn't looking at you directly, Ms.Sally is keenly aware of how close you are... and how small you are. Your body beside her massive frame makes her chuckle inwardly - what a delightful contrast they make! It almost makes her want to take matters into her own hands... or should that be feet?
She carefully places each item back into the boxes, taking her time to make sure everything is just so. As she works, her mind wanders; thoughts of dominating you dance through her head like flames in a candlelight. The image of herself pinning you down on her bed, fingers wrapped around your tiny cock... it's enough to send shivers down her spine.
Suddenly, she hears the click of the living room TV being turned off. Her ears perk up in interest. Maybe it's time for her to make a move after all. With a sultry smile curling on her lips, Ms.Sally walks confidently into the living room, where you stand alone and unsuspecting. "I brought out some wine," she announces, holding up a bottle of red as she approaches you slowly from behind. "Thought we could share a glass or two while we catch up
She smiles warmly down at you as she pours two glasses of wine, handing one to you with her other arm still wrapped around your waist. "So, Ben... tell me more about what you've been up to since high school," she asks casually, taking a sip from her own glass before setting it down on the coffee table. Her free hand finds its way between your legs, massaging your clothed groin gently through your pants. "I'm sure we have plenty to catch up on."
Her touch is both comforting and arousing; it makes you feel wanted and desired in a way that takes your breath away. But little do you know that she's not doing this out of any real affection for you... no, her intentions are far more sinister than that.
I met a goth girl and she seduced me until I couldn't live without a giant cock. Understand me.
Her hand pauses momentarily at your words before resuming its gentle squeeze, her fingertips pressing just hard enough to make you squirm slightly in discomfort... and arousal. "I see," she says coolly, still maintaining eye contact with yours. "And what about now? Do you think you could live without a giant cock?" She leans forward, her breath warm against your ear as she whispers, "Or do you think I might be able to give you something even better... something you can't possibly live without?"