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New neighbour to the hood

Living upstairs playing music loud,

She was trying to still her mind and meditate

But she couldn’t do this and so with haste,

She took herself upstairs to complain

She knocked on the door ready to go at it straight away,

But a handsome man was standing there

Only dressed in his underwear,

She blushed as she was entranced by his muscles,

He was covered in sweat,

In awkwardness her feet she shuffled,

He smiled and said can I help you

She explained what she was trying to do,

He apologised and explained he was working out

She could help herself he caught her looking down,

At his tight fitting CK briefs

And she felt suddenly weak at the knees,

He asked if she liked what she had seen,

She got flustered and blushed again

He said she looked great in her yoga pants,

He explained he was a yoga and spirituality fan,

He turned and walked in saying follow me

Shut the door and I’ll show you something unique,

She did what he said without thinking

He asked did she like michief,

She said it depends what it entailed,

He said they’d have to work out the details,

He stepped closer looking down at her best top

Looked at her breasts and would not stop,

Fine body you got there he expressed,

Then put his hand around her and went for a full body press,

She now could feel exchanging of breaths,

He kissed hard, she knew what was coming next

But what he did surprised her instead,

Was when he took her had and slipped in his briefs,

She was taken back by what was in them,

So large was he it was beyond believing,

He kissed again and he lifted off her top

Caressed her breasts she moaned please don’t stop,

She then felt one hand squeezing her bum

She could not resist she was undone,

And the loud music was still playing,

As he slipped down her yoga pants

Her hand was still down his briefs,

Her hand full of what she needs

He told her to slip off his briefs,

She obeyed and then did this,

He then layed her down upon his rug,

Right there and then they made love,

She was almost as loud as the music that played,

Writhing and squirming in exstacy,

Giving her more than she ever could need,

Arching and grasping she demanded more

Rolling on top she rode him hard on the floor,

Sweating and crying out they reached their peak

Until in the end neither could speak.

After a moment she got up

Said please keep the music down,

Or I’ll be forced to come back up,

He smiled and played it loud numerous times each day,

Her husband asked how she wiled her days away,

And she said it’s hard to explain

But I am working on something huge each day,

He said well you seem happier I have to say

So there is no need to explain,

It seems to be doing you good in every way.