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him. I found out he was home, so I went over to his place to confront them. Craig answered the door, and I let myself in, they were both half-naked and there were two glasses of wine on the living room table, next to a stack of papers. I instead got to know the other woman named Shelly who's his legal assistant at the law office. I found they've been going out a lot, I then asked him where he went on the night I had to work late, he told me he took Shelly to the movies that night. Next thing you know, he starts complaining about how I never make any time for him and all that. Then, he had the nerve to bring up my family, I mean he's the one to talk about family when he pays his mom's bills and never mentions his father or any other relatives. He has no idea of the stresses (physical, mental, emotional, financial) I go through as a caretaker of an elderly relative with dementia, especially since I have been a caretaker when I was 18. I didn't mind missing dates when either one of us was working late or going to inexpensive places every now and then, but when I'm tired from having a full day, he gets needy. We had a big, loud argument in front of Shelly, who had to calm us both down. It's one thing to complain about me but when it comes to my family, I was not having any of it!

I became instant friends with Shelly before leaving Craig's apartment that night. The next time Craig and I meet up, it was on Sunday before brunch with the family. We had a talk about our relationship, next thing you know, he brought up the argument from the other night. I defended my family to him, he defended why he was seeing Shelly, we yelled, and it was over between us. With Craig finally out of my life, I focused on my job, family, and school; I was through with him and his needy behind!

One Saturday afternoon, I drove around town in my car for a little house hunting and arrived at a row of brick townhouses that were inspired by of the ones at the Upper West Side in NYC. A realtor hosted an open house at one of the vacant two-story townhouses and I decided to check it out for myself, I stepped inside and picked up a pamphlet, which included her business card, while the realtor gave a guided tour. The 2,346 square foot townhouse had an elegant Victorian exterior, and the interior contained hardwood floors; the house had four bedrooms and three and a half bathrooms, a laundry area, a fireplace, built-in bookshelves, etc.

After the guided tour, I became interested in this townhouse, especially with its amenities and features. I then ran into Spencer, who happens to be in the neighborhood because his house is next door to the townhouse. He invited me to his place for coffee and catching up, I got a chance to see him in casual clothes, mainly a tank top and jeans. We got to know each other that day; I learned that he's the youngest of two with an older sister, he lives with both parents and two sets of grandparents in the same house, his father's an art buyer for a museum, his mom's a jewelry buyer/ designer with her own boutique, and his older sister's in graduate school. While we chatted, I briefly got a look at his muscular arms, strong hands, and almond-shaped eyes. I felt something there while being with him, just not right away; though I wondered if he feels something between us.

That night, I went home to my apartment after visiting my family and helping my grandma. I worked on my resume while thinking about that townhouse, that and imagining being Spencer's next-door neighbor. I then decided to take on a second job doing food deliveries to save up for the townhouse, things were going good for me until one month later.

It started when I got a phone call from my mom while I was at work; my grandma was in the hospital, and she had suffered a small fracture in her hip. I took some time off to take care of her for a couple of days and helped with things around the house. While I was on caretaker mode, I got a call from the landlord at my apartment building, wanting to talk to me about my apartment. I wondered why the landlord wanted to talk to me about it, I mean I've never missed a rent payment, and my bills are paid on time.

One day, the landlord came to my apartment, he told me that he wanted to give my apartment to a relative of his who had fallen on hard times. I asked him how long do I have before I vacate and he said by the end of next month, so I managed to pack everything, cleaned the apartment, disconnected the utilities, and moved into an extended stay hotel; all before the month was over. I went out on a food delivery and picked up an order from the nearby deli, I noticed a familiar address. I drove past the still vacant townhouse from that open house I attended and arrived at Spencer's townhouse with his delivery. The door opened and there was Spencer with a towel wrapped around his waist, I figured he had just taken a shower because his black hair and well-built body were wet. Other than that, he was happy to see me again.

"I didn't know you deliver." Spencer said, smiling at me as he received his order.

"Yeah, I want to save up for that townhouse next door. How's the business consulting going?" I said to him.

"So far so good, though the workload is heavy, I'm currently looking for associates and also an office assistant through LinkedIn, the office assistant position is still open if you're interested and the pay is very generous." Spencer admitted.

The sight of his almost naked body had me feeling a little excited, turned on to be exact. All that and the smile too! I couldn't stay long because I had other deliveries and a shift at The Java Jive. The only office work experience I had was with the school's front office during summer and winter break, I typed at 60 words per minute, and I'm proficient at Microsoft Office Suite, I decided to take a chance, applied for the office assistant job at Spencer Hwang Consulting, and sent in my resume. According to the LinkedIn page, Spencer's a graduate of Southern New Hampshire University with a master's in business management and a master's in finance degree from University of Phoenix. I then clicked on his personal social media page and found out that his hobbies include cooking, working out, and golf. I got a call from Mr. Hwang about my job application and resume; he was impressed by the credentials. He decided to keep them both on file and would like for me to come in for an interview once I completed business school. I was thrilled and excited about this new job opportunity. The following year, I had finally graduated from business school in the top ten of the class; my family and everyone from The Java Jive were in attendance and they were very proud of me. I then took and completed the CAA (Certified Administrative Assistant) certification exam, purchased the townhouse, and after landing an in-person interview, got the office assistant job at Spencer Hwang Consulting. Also, my co-workers at The Java Jive threw me a graduation/new job party before I left.

I went through the first 180 days (about 6 months) working at the office and interacting with Mr. Hwang with professionalism and courtesy, plus introduced myself to the newly hired associates. Being the new office assistant, I handled many tasks all at once; it's never a dull moment at the office. Plus, I got myself a whole new work wardrobe for the job, channeling the office siren aesthetic with a couple of workplace appropriate pencil skirts and pantsuits, proving myself to be both professional and stylish. One Friday night, I came home to my townhouse and took off my shoes when I got an after-office hours call from Spencer.

"How's your night going?" He asked me.

"So far so good, now that you called me." I happily replied.

"I was wondering if you have any plans tomorrow night." He said.

"I don't think so." I responded.

"I want to take you out to dinner for a celebration on Saturday night. We have a lot to celebrate together." He said.

"I'd love to go to dinner with you." I replied.

"Great, I'll pick you up at 8:30." He said to me.

Saturday afternoon, I decided to buy myself a little black dress for my dinner date with Spencer; it was a fitted, black velvet long sleeved dress with a sweetheart neckline that complimented my slim-thick figure. I wore it with a pair of black lace stockings, black closed-toe pumps, and wore my shoulder-length black hair into a layered wavy hairstyle.

That night, Spencer arrived at my doorstep with a big bouquet of roses and lilies in his hand, he looked at me and said, "You look gorgeous, Daria." "Thank you." I replied with a smile.

We went to a nearby steak and seafood restaurant for our dinner date; we celebrated the business, my job at the business consulting office, and us becoming neighbors over surf and turf and champagne.

"Daria, I'm so proud of you as your employer. You're professional, kind, and productive in the office. You're the best office assistant. As a neighbor, I can't wait to come over to your house for coffee and borrow some things." He said to me.

"Spencer, you have no idea how glad I am to be your office assistant, plus you don't have to take on so many things at once professional wise. Let's see where this night will take us." I replied.

After a very delicious celebratory dinner, we then went to a jazz club where we slow danced the night away. I felt his body heat while we danced, and he held me close to him; we looked into each other's eyes as the smooth jazz music played in the background. I got to know him as both my CEO boss during the week and my next-door neighbor, I often wonder what's he like in the between the sheets. We then went to his townhouse and got ourselves comfortable in the living room on the sectional sofa, Spencer sat close to me with one arm wrapped around my waist. He had me feeling some type of way, by that I mean aroused.

"This night has been wonderful, we had dinner, and we danced. I mean, what could possibly make the night much better?" I said to him.

"Daria, there's something I want to give off my chest." Spencer spoke.

"Other than that shirt you have on?" I asked with a bit of a laugh.

Spencer smiled at me as he said, "That too. Daria, I have been having some thoughts and feelings toward you."

"What kind of thoughts and feelings?" I asked him.

"I imagined us as more than co-workers and neighbors. I once moaned your name in the shower, I thought about what sex with you would feel like." He admitted.

Taken back by his admission of lustful desire, I blushed for a moment and then replied, "I feel the same about you, I was turned on when you opened the door in a towel when I delivered your lunch."

"Well, I do like to be naked when I'm at home." Spencer said to me.

"Would you like to show me please?" I asked him.

I sat back and watched as Spencer got up from the sofa, stood up in front of me, and took his time removing his clothes. I finally got to see his body up close; he was down to his dark gray boxer shorts. In my own opinion, he got the kind of body that was made for sex with his fit abs, strong arms, and firm chest. He then took my hand, pulled me up, and placed it onto his chest; I placed my other hand on his abs and felt every inch of his upper body while I looked into his eyes. I looked down as he slowly took off boxer shorts, I finally saw him naked, and he got that big dick energy! Spencer pulled me close and delivered a very passionate kiss to my lips, I ran my hands up and down his back muscles while we kissed. We continued to kiss as he picked me up into his arms and headed over to his bedroom, he then sat me down on top of the bed and placed a pillow under my neck. I laid down on the bed, making myself comfortable, and looked at him as he took off my heels. His hands then gave both of my feet a gentle massage, which felt so good. He joined me on the bed, took off my stockings, and planted soft kisses on my legs. He took the bottom hem of my dress up to my waist to get a peek of my lingerie before he took it off. My lingerie consisted of a black floral lace bra, thong, and garter set with pearl decoration.

He scanned my body with his dark, almond-shaped eyes and said to me, "I waited so long to have you in my bed."

"Am I really worth the wait?" I asked him.

"You are most definitely worth it, Daria. We can finally be lovers in addition to being co-workers and neighbors." He replied.

I then decided to make a move by kissing his lips and stroking his cock with my hand. I caressed his naked body with my other hand as I kissed down from his neck to his abs. My ears tingled at the sound of his moans and groans; his big cock became erect with my touch before I started going down on him. I licked his cock a few times and then took a few inches of him into my mouth, I took my time with both sucking and stroking his cock; I felt his hand playing with my hair while I went down on him.

"Oh my God, that feels so good. I can't wait to be inside your pussy." He moaned.

I looked at him for a moment enjoying the feel of my mouth on his enlarged cock, I took his cock out of my mouth and stroked him some more while I looked into his eyes. He cupped my face with both of his hands, looked at me, and said "Sexiest woman in the world" before he kissed my lips. I let out a moan as he kissed on my neck while his hands reached around and unhooked the back of my bra. Once he took off my bra, Spencer took his time fondling and pleasuring my full, soft tits; I bit my lip as I watched him lick, squeeze, and suck on my breasts. He then made a trail of kisses down to my belly; his hands took off both my thong and garter in one easy swoop and made a few kisses to my inner thighs down to my clit. We moved into the ear warmer position when he started to make circles around my clit and slid two fingers inside my hairless pussy; I moaned in response and played with his hair while he took his time getting me wet. He replaced his fingers with his mouth onto my pussy, his tongue made long and soft licks to my slit and continued to make circles around my pearl.

Spencer then opened his nightstand drawer and took out a lubricated Magnum condom. He opened the wrapper, and we put the condom on his enlarged cock together. Once his cock was protected, it was time for him to get inside. I opened my legs as he held me close and I arched my back in response to his cock entering my pussy inch by inch till he was fully inside me. His cock delivered deep and slow strokes to my pussy while in missionary position, I wrapped my legs tight around his waist while he was on top of me. He kept the foreplay going, kissing my lips and my neck; I rubbed my hands all over his back muscles. He sat up on his knees and continued thrusting into me while holding my legs, I got a view of his hot, ripped body in motion and his handsome face in the heat of the moment. While fucking me, I reached down between my legs and rubbed circles around my clit.

I then pulled Spencer close to me and gave him a passionate, deep kiss on the lips as we maneuvered into the cowgirl position where I got on top of him. I rode his cock slow and deep before going faster, leaning forward while he bent his knees for both support and clitoral stimulation. I felt his hands rubbing all over my body while I was on top of him; I also got a closer look at his naked body: his honey-kissed skin, his almond-shaped fuck-me eyes, the veins on his arms.

We shared a passionate kiss as we switched positions, Spencer placed himself behind me licking my pussy to keep it wet. He sat up on the bed with one knee, held on to my hips, and slid his cock into my pussy. I felt him stroking and fucking me from behind, his cock was still hard and so thick inside me. As he continued thrusting, I rubbed my clit with one hand and used my other hand to clench onto the bedsheet.

"Spencer, are you enjoying yourself? I turned and asked him.

"Yes, baby. You feel so good, Daria." He moaned.

He continued to thrust into my pussy as he kissed and licked on my back and shoulders, his hands held my waist as I lifted my hips with my knees propped up and my head on the pillow. The way his cock hits my g-spot with each thrust felt so amazing, I couldn't get enough Spencer in bed and I'm sure he feels the same about me.

"Ready to switch positions? I want to try something with you." Spencer said to me.

I looked at him, nodded yes, and was ready for another position. We switched into the kneeling embrace position, where we sat on our knees and mine were slightly spread. He fondled my tits and rubbed my clit at the same time with his hands, he also kissed and caressed on my back while I grinded and thrusted against him.

"Does it feel good to you, Daria?" Spencer asked me.

"Your skin feels so good against my body, it feels amazing." I moaned to him.

"I want you to feel so good." He replied.

We switched positions again, this time I was on my back with my legs in a "V", giving him a very sexy view of my body, and Spencer sat up on his knees. I let out a sensual moan as entered my pussy with slow and deep strokes while holding my hips. I felt his strokes gradually get deeper and faster, my legs were shaking, which was a good sign to Spencer, and my pussy squeezed his cock tight. My moans and groans combined with his thrusts had me gripping the sheets; we both got a super sexy view of each other's naked, lust-perspired bodies.

I touched myself while he fucked me, I fondled my breasts and rubbed on my clit; we also maintained eye contact while having sex. I also rubbed my hands down his body from his chest down to his upper thighs. His skin felt so smooth though a bit sweaty, he was turning me on, and I did the same to him. It felt more than good with his large cock inside my pussy; I was in sexual bliss with him.

"OMG, Spencer...that feels so good. I'm gonna cum!" I exclaimed going into orgasm overload.

"Cum for me, baby. Cum for me." He said as he leaned in close to my ear.

Spencer and I headed into the climax, he kept going as he held onto my hips while we were on the shoulder holder position. I couldn't keep count on how many orgasms I had with him, let alone the number of times my g-spot had been hit by his cock because I enjoyed the sex so much. "Daria, baby. I'm getting close...tell me, tell me where you want me to cum." Spencer moaned.

"It would be so hot if you came between my tits." I replied.

Spencer then proceeded to take his cock out of my pussy, took off the condom, and slid his cock between my breasts. It was hot that he would titfuck me as he was about to cum. When he finally came, Spencer let out a loud moan as the warmth of his seed spilled between my breasts. I made it an opportunity to taste the drops from his cock. I licked up the last few drops of his cum and briefly sucked his cock, he tasted sweet and creamy on my tongue. After that, Spencer wiped the sweat from his forehead before he planted soft kisses all over my body. I reached down between my legs and felt my wetness on my fingers as Spencer kissed along my inner thighs.

After our sexual encounter, Spencer and I went into the bathroom and took a warm and soapy shower together. We returned to the bedroom, both naked, Spencer went into the kitchen, and I took a short nap on the king-size bed. I rested on the bed for a moment when Spencer bought some snacks and yogurt drinks from the kitchen.

"How was it for you? Did you enjoy it?" Spencer asked me as he gave me a yogurt drink.

"It was beyond amazing." I replied as my eyes made a trail from his face all the way down to his legs.

Spencer sat beside me on the bed, stroking my hair, and said, "I felt the same. Plus, you look so sexy when you're on top of me."

"I can't wait to get on top of you again, especially in cowgirl position. I also like how you taste me between my legs." I said to him. "Mmmmm, you taste like fruit and vanilla. You taste so good." He spoke.

"You taste sweet as well, your seed is creamy like yogurt." I replied.

"I also enjoyed that last position where I got a view of your sexy body while holding your hips and your legs in a V shape, it's hotter when you touch your body, that turned me on when you pleasured yourself." He said as he smiled at me.

I smiled back at him as I took a sip of my yogurt drink while slid my hand down from his neck down to his abs, my fingers then made a soft trace on his v-zone. We relaxed in a post-coital cuddle before going for round number two, in fact we went for multiple rounds that Saturday night, resulting in multiple orgasms for the both of us.

Fast forward to Sunday morning in Spencer's bed, I woke up to the familiar smell of freshly brewed coffee from the kitchen. I sat up in the king-size bed, taking in the sight of sunlight from the window, awaiting a delicious breakfast and Spencer's naked body bringing it to the bedroom.

A few minutes later, Spencer came into the bedroom with a tray full of breakfast plates, orange juice, and coffee; that and wearing nothing but an apron. He rejoined me in the bed, snuggled and we fed each other breakfast in bed. Best believed, I kissed the cook that morning. I couldn't wait to have him over to my place for next time. I felt like the luckiest woman in the world to have a man to work with, have sex with, and have him as a next-door neighbor.

THE END

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