New Neighbor: Friend or Foe?
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				Title: <strong>New Neighbor: Friend or Foe?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>s6xs6x</strong> on <strong>20-09-2016, 22:45:42</strong>
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				David McBride, 38 years old, had been married to his wife for nearly 10 years now, and although they seemed to have great chemistry, and get along great, there were times he felt there was a lack of romance.&nbsp; Certainly not because he lost his attraction to her, but he chalked it up to being busy all the time, and not having as much quality time together.&nbsp; He stood about 6'5, 180 lbs, much thinner than his high school days when he was a pretty decent outfielder for his High Schools baseball team.&nbsp; He had a fairly pale complexion, which freckled with too much sun, and dark brown hair to match his eyes.&nbsp; He wasn't far from attractive by any means, but he had let him self go some, and started to bald on the top of his hair.&nbsp; He was consumed with work, and far less concerned with his appearance as a middle aged husband.<br><br>He worked as an Insurance agent, having been let go from his old firm where he had 20 years tenure, this new firm required 55 hours a week or more, and it was taking a toll on David and his relationship.&nbsp; He often only saw his wife for a few hours each evening, getting up well before she did for work, and usually home late after dinner.<br>They're quality time consisted of catching up on DVR shows they enjoyed watching together, running errands together on the weekend. That was if neither one of them had plans for the gym or a golf outing.<br><br>David had tried to get his wife to take up the sport of Golf so they could spend more time together. The sport didn't interest her much, and the early morning tee times often conflicted with the classes she liked to take at the gym. Today happened to be one of those days. <br><br>"Honey, I'm meeting Greg and Adam over at the country club in a few.&nbsp; Need me to pick up anything for dinner on the way home?" he called out softly into the bedroom from the hallway.&nbsp; She seemed to be still asleep, so he thought best to text her later after she was up." It was 7:45 AM, early to be up, unless you enjoyed golf and wanted to get out before the hot summer sun and humidity became unbearable.<br><br>David grabbed his clubs from the garage and tossed them into the cherry red sports car's trunk.&nbsp; As he pulled out the driveway, he noticed the house two houses down which had a "For Sale" sign on it for the past 3 months, had a moving truck backed into the driveway and several men unloading furniture.<br><br>(http://i.ytimg.com/vi/P3LJlwwHD-4/hqdefault.jpg)<br><br>&lt;
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Neighbor: Friend or Foe?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>whtbitch4u2own</strong> on <strong>21-09-2016, 18:48:31</strong>
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				It wasn’t easy at first for Siyah to move to suburbs. It wasn't easy moving in the first place. Born of a Hawaiian mother and an Indian father, they moved to the States when she was young. The first time she heard a proposal from her husband, David, she was strictly against it. Having brought up in the city most of her life and then shifting to the suburbs seemed something she can never get used to. A super fast life in the city versus a relaxing life in suburbs were two different things according to her. It was bad enough that she was a housewife; in the city her time passed by pretty quickly doing the chores but in the suburbs, her list of chores fell short. She found more time on her hand even after finishing her daily activities. <br><br>He said it was for a better future and being the lovely wife, she agreed moving to the suburbs. He worked as an insurance agent and the company he used to work for wasn’t doing that great. There were many companies around in the city so to improve his chances moving was the best step for his career, he told her. He also convinced her by talking about their future when they will have kids and the suburbs will be a good neighborhood for them to grow up in. That convinced her for good; not that they were planning anytime soon. Not long after they were married, two years after, they moved to suburbs and have been living there ever since.<br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://cin.h-cdn.co/assets/16/32/1470811447-screen-shot-2016-08-10-at-121459-pm.png)</div>Siyah and David met in early years of their college together. Despite him being ahead of her by a few years, they hit it off. She never dated any other men after she met him. It was all nothing but fun in college and first few years of their marriage. And now, they both were living a same routine life. She really was happy that he convinced her to move to the suburbs because she always complained that he doesn’t spend enough time with her while they used to live in city. It was little better now that this was a more of a relaxing lifestyle but still he was pretty much busy with his work. She was a typical housewife and she tried to keep herself busy almost all day long. She's used to staying up late for her husband and even when he is home early, he falls asleep right after dinner and she ends up staying up after him because sleep doesn’t come easily for her. Having studied accounting, she does have a part time job where she usually works from home. She finds it refreshing to keep busy with him not around most of the day. It's also a contract based so it's kind of on and off. It's good in a way that it keeps her busy as times and also allows her to do carry on her duties as a wife.<br><br><br>Like any other struggling couples out there, they enjoy their life and go on vacation probably once a year. She tries her best to be an ideal wife and for the most part, she succeeds in keeping him happy. Their bedroom life has been pretty much the same from college years to now. The neighborhood is the best as everyone minds their own business and have friendly demeanor towards each other. Lately, there’s been some construction and renovation going around in the house that's few houses over and rich across from theirs. People were talking that the owner was renting out to someone once again. She could care less as she kept to her business. <br><br>Siyah was comfortable in her bed, perhaps too comfortable when she could hear her husband shuffle around the room. She found it annoying but didn't complain since he would soon leave and she may be able to get another hour of sleep. "No...I will manage on my own..." She mumbled when she felt him waiting for her to answer back regarding dinner. Before she knew, she heard him going down the stairs and then the main door opened and shut after him. It was peaceful once again and she fell back asleep for another hour and half. Usually, she wakes up early for a jog around the neighborhood and then to continue her day to day activities. Not on weekends though. Just because David is usually home, she tries to spend time with him. Of course, it wasn't the case today and that's why she was up and about to leave her house to go to the gym. Dressed in a black and pink Nike workout top and a black leggings, she stepped out to find out that her driveway was being blocked by a car. Apparently, everyone was still sleeping in on this fine Saturday morning and the street didn't have any empty spot. There was also a moving truck parked in an emergency, right along the curb and taking over most of the road. Unlocking her car, the car beeped as she walked around to the driver's side to place her bag and a water bottle inside before walking toward the car and then around to see if she can recognize whose car it was. Perhaps, one of her neighbors had left it there and would move it soon? After waiting for a few minutes, she honked the horn of her car, waiting for someone to come and move it away so she can pull out from her driveway.<br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Neighbor: Friend or Foe?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheLegionary</strong> on <strong>21-09-2016, 21:07:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSyp9VFJnbkuJoMbBhaQxaRhdqC8gYo6LYGYm7hcbM-Xf00T2dxSA)</div> Jefferson O'Hara was living a crazy life since he entered the premed&nbsp; college. As a junior, he had joined the volleyball team and quickly became the star: all the victories in the last two years were due to his amazing performance. Just like all the volleyball players, he honeyed his body and nature helped him - standing at 6´2 and weighting some 220 pounds, Jefferson O'Hara had been nicknamed as "the God" by the girls in college. It was impossible to resist his turquoise eyes. On top of that, he had absolutely no financial concerns: both of his parents were successful doctors and could afford the luxuries of a topic upper middle class American family. Just a bit more and Jefferson Kirk could be considered as a spoiled child.<br><br>After such an introduction, it is easy to imagine how Jefferson' sexual life was. Nearly all attractive girls from his college had either slept with him, or offered themselves to sleep - only when he did not want is that he would not have a girl. Living in the campus turned him into the stallion for the unsatisfiable girls. On the other hand, stimulated by his father, he never said no:&nbsp; <em>"you only live once"</em>, his father always taught him. The result was that a teenager like Jefferson was nearly unstoppable. For this reason, Jefferson O'Hara decided to move off campus: even though he was smart and never failed any test, he knew he had to push hard if he wanted to enter the medical school. After talking to his parents, Jefferson O'Hara was decided to take the last year seriously: they agreed on renting a house in a slow suburb and buy a motorbike for him to go to the college without wasting time with the traffic jam.<br><br>In that lazy Saturday, Jefferson O'Hara brought the few items from his college dorm in a Camry Toyota borrowed from a friend - no one would wake up early on Saturday, so he parked where he knew it was forbidden. As it was hot and there was no wind, he took off his T-shirt to carry the boxes - he did not want to sweat and dirty the T-shirt. Without having asked for it, his parents also bought the basic furniture, a TV, a fridge and other households. He was a bit upset, since all those distractions would make him waste a day in his studies. While he was entertained with these thoughts,, he heard someone honing.<br><br><strong>"Damn it, it must be my neighbour!"</strong>, he cursed to himself. He found annoying to comply with the rules he had not set - in college, he was the king, the alpha and most people would usually bow to his biddings. After grabbing the car key, rather than rushing to the car, he calmly&nbsp; walked - he just wanted to show off and assert himself. None of these attitudes were deliberate: it was so natural for him to act dominantly that he did not know how to do differently.&nbsp; From the onset, Jefferson O'Hara expected life outside campus would be different and the horn seemed to be the first reminder. <br><br>Or would his life not be different?<br><br>As Jefferson stepped out of the kitchen, his eyes locked on the breathtaking woman on the driver' seat. He heart skipped a beat and from that moment on, he was decided to have it. Just one woman would not harm his studies that much - after all, he was giving up at least half a dozen girls in exchange of a single woman.<br><br>The man, who had just turned 20, walked towards the car exulting confidence. The woman apparently did not see him coming and he place his left hand on the car's roof and knocked the window of the driver' seat to get her attention. With a wide smile, he made a funny face like "please forgive me" and motioned her to lower the window.<br><br><strong>"I am sorry for that. I will drive my car away. I am the new neighbour and I did not know you are used to wake up so early on Saturday"</strong>, Jefferson said as his eyes devoured her body. <strong>"But you woke up early for a good cause,: working out is always reinvigorating, isn't it? I was going to look for a new gym around and it seems I found someone who can tell me where the best one is"</strong>, Jefferson winked at her making no secret he was flirting the woman. <br><br><strong>"By the way, my name is Jefferson O'Hara"</strong>, the young man concluded, stretching his hand to shake hers.
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Neighbor: Friend or Foe?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>whtbitch4u2own</strong> on <strong>22-09-2016, 17:33:13</strong>
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				If it was any other day, Siyah might have honked nonstop. Everyday, she tries to meet the 9 am rush that she hits on the main street and a bit later than that, rest of her day activities gets pushed back. It sort of throws her off her schedule even though she didn't have a full time job or a job where she needed physically to be in the office. Today was different because it was a Saturday and like this guy who had parked his car in her driveway, all the people usually sleeps in. She wasn't other people, she was different and even he may realize how different she is in comparison to girls he knows.<br><br>Grabbing a bottle of water, she took a few sips from it to quench her thirst. With her car running and air condition blowing right on her torso and her face, she felt relaxed. She waited for a few second, looking out of her windows and the in the mirror to see if anyone was stepping out of their house to move the darn car that was in her way. She even though about driving partially over her lawn to get onto the road but there was another car and it was too close of a gap between the two car. Besides, she didn't want to ruin her garden.<br><br>Taking that time to actually work her hair into a tight pony, letting her hand run thought it as she flicked it to the side. A bit distracted as she was examining the ends of her hair to see if she needed a cut and if they were growing healthily. Having no clue that someone was walking towards her car, making all sorts of decisions that would make her want to curse him if she even hears them, even better, catches a whiff of them. When a knock came from her side of the window, she turned her head to find a rather tall looking boy, a man...<br><br>For a second, she froze in her seat, watching him pass of an apology gesture and asking her to lower the window. One thing for sure, whoever he was, he surely seemed fit and his stealth body was the proof of it. He had to bend a little so she can actually look at him, letting her gaze move upwards to look at him where his turquoise shades of his eyes caught her attention. Without a delay, her brows furrowed a bit as she lowered her window at last.<br><br>And with that, he would feel cool air brushing his naked torso along with her peachy scent that he wouldn't be able to ignore even if he wanted to. <strong>"May I help you?"</strong> she spoke in her soft tone, wondering if that was his car and looked back to it when he apologized, claiming it his. Her head tilted in question when he told her he was the new neighbor, looking past him to the house that was on sale/rent and to see if any of his parents were out and about as well. There was an aura about him that she couldn't yet place her finger on but he seemed talkative as well as observant.<br><br>Siyah did have a matching black colored Nike zip up top but just because it was pretty warm, she let it sit in the passenger seat.&nbsp; She realized that her sitting position would allowed him a nice little view of her chest and even though her sport top was tight, it would allow a slightest of view into her cleavage. That's when she opened the door, <strong>"Excuse me..."</strong> She said and smiled softly, opening the door tad bit but waiting to push it open all the way until he was out of her way. She closed the door behind her and smiled,<strong> "So you are the new neighbor! So, you're moving in huh?"</strong> She said looking to her car and then back at him, <strong>"Ahh yes, I usually wake up early to work out. It definitely is."</strong> She said and flicked her hair pony back, standing straight as she couldn't help but add, <strong>"And I am Siyah. Siyah McBride. Umm, the closest and probably the nicest gym is 15 minutes from here. Right before the downtown. It's called-The Muscle Hut."</strong> They had guest passes for members should they want to pass them off to friends and families. She never needed to use them since her family was far away and friends she has weren't interested in working out like she did.<br><br>It was obvious the guy was flirting with her or it was just how his nature was. It was too early to tell and besides, Siyah is usually oblivious to men's advances. The reason being was that she was married and she stopped paying much attention to other men, ever since she met her husband. <strong>"Sorry about honking and waking you up so early. I am sure you must be tired. Moving is no fun."</strong> She spoke casually, carrying a decent conversation with this stranger. Usually, her bubbly personality drew people in, making it easy to strike up some conversation.
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Neighbor: Friend or Foe?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheLegionary</strong> on <strong>22-09-2016, 20:02:20</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSyp9VFJnbkuJoMbBhaQxaRhdqC8gYo6LYGYm7hcbM-Xf00T2dxSA)</div><br>As the woman meant to open her car's door, Jefferson promptly stepped back, allowing her the necessary space to stand in front of him.&nbsp; His eyes were always fixed on hers, showing that she was the centre of his attention. She was not like the other frightened girls who would simply stay inside the car and take a self-protective approach, fearing him - there was some maturity in that fit woman which enticed Jefferson`s imagination and he wondered which sort of things she would do in bed once her innner lionness were released. Definitively, there was some boldness in that woman and Jefferson O'Hara liked that: she overcame the initial shock and came out to talk to her new neighbour as if he offered no threat, or as if she was looking for something, or as if she had known Jefferson for ages. Her gaze and parted lips spoke more than she would like to, specially for a predator like Jefferson. <br><br>After all, a woman dressed in such a sexy outfit should not adopt that body language with a shirtless, muscular man, unless she was willing to convey the precise reply Jefferson was looking for. <br><br>When Siyah left the car, Jefferson approached her displaying his natural confidence and continued with his eyes locked into her eyes. For the time being, Jefferson was so concentrated on conveying the best impressions that he did not see the ring on her hand - in spite of all his experience, he had never conquested a married woman. He was not interested in her body in that moment, he wanted to make her feel wanted, to show he wanted her, not her body - that was the first step he used to conquest the girls and there was no reason why it should not work with the woman. That kind of person normally lacked attention from a man. Jefferson then realized her turning the back, just to face him again. That fraction of second was everything that the predator Jefferson needed to continue to act cooly and casually. He stretched his right arm towards the car's roof and his eyes looked at her cleavage from above momentarily just to look at her eyes once more - without suffocating her, Jefferson closed the gap between both of them as if they were intimate for a long time. The alpha male made it clear what he wanted with that attitude. Even though he was unwilling to go unconsensual, he was telling Siyah that was a no-return route. As the gorgeous woman spoke, he paid attention to her lips and nodded.<br><br><strong>I do not want to make you late. I will drive the car away</strong>, he said, jogging to the car - all his back muscles seemed to have been carved out of marble - and driving it away. As he left the car, he returned to Siyah and waved at her with a smile. <strong>"Thanks for telling me about the Muscle Hut... I will go there to check", </strong> he added winking at her as Siyah returned to her car. <strong>"Do you get any credit or advantage if you take a new client there? Most gyms do give prizes and I would be more than glad to help you... if the Muscle Hut does, please let me know - I will register there anyway".</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Neighbor: Friend or Foe?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>whtbitch4u2own</strong> on <strong>25-09-2016, 05:03:08</strong>
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				Siyah found it hard to look at his face and not let his eyes wander down his stealthy frame. He looked like one of them models you find on big window poster of an A&amp;F shop in a mall. She did manage to stand in front of him after stepping out of the car, keeping her attention on him as she carried out a casual conversation. She could have just rolled down her window and shove him off after he’d move his car. She could have also given him a stare due to the stun he’d pulled, getting off on the wrong foot with her new neighbor. But, she didn’t as it wasn’t in her nature to be so hostile. <br><br>Her boldness was always evident but it was more when she really wanted it to be. Such was the time when she stood up to her parents, telling them what she wanted to do and the about her decision to marry her boyfriend. Those were the time when she was at her prime. She did a dance with her gaze; moving it from his face to the hose he’s just moved into and then her house before back to his face, noticing it droop low to his chest but not for so long.<br><br>He also reminded her of the trainers that are at the gym she attends. She never liked them. Just because they had nice body, they were too muscular. This boy in front of her had a perfect body. Not overly muscular but just enough to let you finger brush over his flesh and feel it tense at the fingertips. When he placed his arm on the car’s roof, she felt as if she had been cornered but not threatened. It was obvious that the boy was trying to impress her with the show of his muscles. She was already impressed but that’s as far it went for her. <br><br>Little did she knew that he had decided to pursue her even though they‘d just met. She would cut this off had she known what he was thinking in the back of his mind. She smiled politely when he told her he’ll drive his car away so she can leave, watching him run to his car and move it. She wasn’t expecting him to return back but when he waved at her, she waved back from afar, <strong>“Not a problem. You should check it out. I am sure you will like it.” </strong>She said a bit loudly so he can hear her, turning around to get into the driver’s seat. In no time, she was reversing the car and with her windows lowered already, she heard him ask her more about the gym.<br><br><strong>“I believe there’s something. I can’t recall it but I think it’s 50% off on next month’s gym fee?” </strong>She shrugged her shoulders as she wasn’t too hyped about the discount,<strong> “Sure. Just mention my name. Siyah McBride…”nodding to her house, “And the address. 54 Harthorn Drive. That should be enough. It was nice to meet you Jefferson. See you around?” </strong>She said and smiled one last time before she fully pulled her car out of her driveway and then would start to drive towards the gym. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Neighbor: Friend or Foe?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheLegionary</strong> on <strong>25-09-2016, 06:12:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcS-2_K6yqC7D-b7sOrU_Ln6H_NsxxBAJrIi8jOp2A80g1HYA7xW)</div><strong>"Most certainly, see you around, neighbour"</strong>, Jefferson replied, giving room for the woman to drive her car away. Needless to say that the bright premed student had memorized her name and address without difficulties - later, he would google her name and try to find as much as possible in facebook or other social media. He wondered whether such a cute woman would have an instagram account - definitively, it would have some hundreds of followers.<br><br>Jefferson watched Siyah McBride drive her car away while he struggled with his lust -he did not wave because that would show weakness and that was not a quality a woman like Siyah McBride appreciated. And what a woman he had just found! Never had occurred to Jefferson that the life in the suburbs could be even more exciting than at the college dorms. Siyah McBride was different from the young girls he had slept before: she had a classic attitude, some sort of elegance which he had never seen before, yet dressed in a gym outfit. She seemed to be a confident woman, but at the same time, it surprised him how open Siyah McBride was when he approached her: she did not seem to be intimidated or afraid by his half-naked body - was she possibly used to see bodies in her gym? It could be, but most women do not react that way. For sure, she was not an alpha female - her gaze was moving from one side to the other, but even so, she summoned courage to look at his body in a couple of occasions. She was special for sure. <br><br>That day, Jefferson could not go to the gym. He was too busy unpacking and giving orders to the shippers about where the furniture and the household should go - there was not much to do, but Jefferson really wanted to focus on his studies. Truth to be told, Jefferson did not want to show too much interest in the woman. Of course, that did not mean he let Siyah McBride roam freely in the neighbourhood - he kept an eye on her garage. Jefferson took a microbiology book and studied it from the couch in the living room - as it was a warm day, he left the door strategically open, allowing the air to enter and his eyes to watch her return. Around lunch time, he put on a sleeveless T-shirt, which left little room for imagination about his muscles, and drove his Kawasaki motorbike towards the Muscle Hut, but he did not stop there.<br><br><div class="floatright">(http://deliciousliving.com/site-files/deliciousliving.com/files/uploads/2014/07/sweetgreen_0.jpg)</div>Instead, Jefferson parked his motorbike just one block down from the Muscle Hut - he was glad to see there were options of good restaurants at Hathorn Drive. There were even healthy food restaurants in the region, even though KFC's and McDonald's were also around. As it was around noon, Jefferson needed to take some food before continuing his studies - maybe after lunch, he could stop by at the Muscle Hut, but he suspected that Siyah McBride would not be there. <br><br>Jefferson O'Hara entered an empty restaurant called Sweet Green, which seemed to be brand new in the region. The light design of the place made it pleasant to the eyes compared to the other franchises in the region. As there was no line, Jefferson promptly ordered at the counter - there was a gorgeous, slim attendant of Mexican origin and he flirted a bit with her, while he asked information about the size of the dishes and how they were prepared. As a future doctor, he was very concerned about how the food was processed. The well-trained Mexican girl smiled back and they chitchatted for some five minutes until someone in the kitchen rang a bell, warning the order was ready. The attendant brought exactly what Jefferson had just ordered: a large portion of green salad, grilled chicken, a bowl with several kinds of brown rice, watermelon and strawberry juice and carrot cake. <br><br><strong>"Here it is, Mr. Muscle Man"</strong>, the attendant said as handed in the tray. <br><br>Jefferson smiled back at the young attendant, but said nothing - he knew where that flirtation could end if he continued to talk to her and his studies were his main focus. Siyah McBride was the only exception he was willing to admit. Jefferson took his tray to a table outside the restaurant and sat with his back on the street, so that he could continue to be facing towards the restaurant, not the street. He did not see who was coming from the street as his back was in that direction. He began to enjoy his salad and at the same time, he took his iPhone 7 to find out more about Siyah McBride.
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Neighbor: Friend or Foe?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>whtbitch4u2own</strong> on <strong>25-09-2016, 13:23:52</strong>
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				As usual, it was an unusual and a different name she had, making it very easy to find her on the social media. He’d find her profile very easily, slightly made to public along with a few pictures of her. A class of 2004, majored in Accounting and minored in finance. Pretty much a casual profile that he’d find on her. One thing he’d notice is that she had plenty of friends. She had always been that friendly person and easy to approach.<br><br>Before she knew, she was on her way to the gym, putting their meeting behind her as she concentrated on her day ahead. With her husband not being at home all day, she was going to spend the day like any other weekday. Once she reached the gym, she replied to a message from one of her friend who had texted her the day before. “Today seems like a better day if you want to meet up for lunch later.” She texted and went to work out. She never had a trainer, never needing one because she’d been working out on her own for a while. She didn’t lift heavy weights but just enough. It was mostly cardio and few other things that would help her taut tummy and her thighs. After all, she wasn’t trying to lose weight or gain muscularity like few females she’d seen at the gym. She hated the look of a manly female as it makes her want to puke. <br><br>She never understood the concept of why girls would work out to a point where they’d have ripped body, muscular. She always believed that the ladies should be feminine and that’s why, she never lost touch to her femininity. She worked out for little over 90 minutes just because she really had an easy day today. When she didn’t get her friend’s text back, Siyah decided to pick up something on her way back home. Of course, a place called Sweet Green was right around the block and passing back, she pulled over, thinking of picking up a sandwich to go. She wasn’t in mood for going home to make something from scratch, even though she liked cooking. <br><br>She did zip herself up with a sports top after stepping out of her car, walking across the street, she made her way into the place. Putting her shades atop her head, she opted in for a bowl of salad and a veggie sandwich. Keeping it casual, she also ordered a strawberry smoothies just because it was pretty hot outside. She wasn’t planning to eat there but while waiting for her order to be prepped as she waited in the corner, not having a clue that she was in clear sight for the man who was staring inside towards the counter. And there it was, she picked up her order when it was ready and started walking towards the main door. Apparently, the waitress was cleaning the door and people were walking through the side entrance and she managed to do the same, trying to exit through the side entrance when she saw the same guy who had blocked her driveway earlier that morning. Her eyes settled on the man, an instant smile slipped past her lips, <strong>“Stalking me, are you?”</strong> She joked as she made her way towards the table he was sitting on.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Neighbor: Friend or Foe?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheLegionary</strong> on <strong>25-09-2016, 14:33:37</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/92/f2/4e/92f24eb2be4945077e75086dfc35a143.jpg)</div>Jefferson O`Hara did not expect to hear the voice of her beautiful neighbour again that day - actually, he thought her training had been over by the time he arrived at the Sweet Green and she had gone somewhere elseas she had not returned to her home. It was quite unusual for a girl to spend 3h30 hours in a gym, unless she was actually planning to become muscular or enter a fitness competition. Even though the arrival of Siyah McBride caught him by surprise - his thoughts were actually on her as he was looking for her name in facebook -, he showed no sign of surprise, hesitation or whatsoever. His eyes raised from his mobile to hers and smiled, just as he stood swiftly towering at his 6´2 height.<br><br><strong>"Me stalking you? No, no, not really, I am an old type of man, sort of gentleman"</strong>, Jefferson laughed nicely. It was fun that Siyah was anticipating his intentions even before they had been set in motion - little did she know how she would be overwhelmed when Jefferson started actually to move towards her. All in all, it seemed that the mature lioness was just passing by and returning to her car again and came to say hello to Jefferson - she was just being kind to a new neighbor, nothing more. Jefferson was smart enough not to read in between the lines too much. Nevertheless, Jefferson felt that she was glad to meet him: dressed in the same black and pink outfit, her body was glistening happiness after her workout. For the first time, Jefferson scanned her body and decided she had to have luncheon with him. Without even bothering to ask Siyah, the young man pulled the chair in front of his for Suyah, blocking her way out and forcing her to stop. She could eventually decide to sit somewhere next to him or even walk away - after all, she was holding a takeaway bag - , but what mattered was that Jefferson had to make it clear he wanted her to stay. Jefferson could not miss that opportunity to get to know her better.<br><br><strong>"I am done at home and I am on my way to the Muscle Hut, Siyah"</strong>, Jefferson explaining standing on her way out towards the parking lot. Unsure whether Siyah would like it or not, he stepped closer and his right thick arm went over her left shoulder, pulling her closer to his muscular chest in a warm smile - she must have felt hos solid his biceps and triceps were when he pulled her closer with easy. At the same time he kissed her right cheek and then her left cheek with his STOL to be shaved chin. Jefferson's large hunky body, yet shorter than her husband's, embraced her own completely and the man could feel the warmth irradiating from her fit body - he used just the right amount of strength to show he was being kind and protective. Even so, Jefferson was careful with the move, so that did neither his hands, nor body touch any sexually sensitive part of her body - in the worst case scenario, the kisses in the cheeks would be seen as a cultural shock for the Indian-origin beauty and Jefferson did not want to make Siyah feel uneasy. As an alpha, he wanted her to feel safe and protected.<br><br><strong>"I am glad I will have company during my first lunch around. Please have a seat, Siyah"</strong>, he added with a kind, yet domineering voice, leaving little room for her to say no and showing her chair once more. <strong>"So tell me how was your work out? I cant wait to register at the Muscle Hut, which I am actually doing after lunch."</strong>, he said looking at her still standing while he moved to his chair inf front of the one he had picked up for Siyah. Jefferson behaved as casually as the situation demanded, keeping a respectful distance from her, even though he did not fear any closer contact or approach - it was important to give the Indian lioness room to breath.<br><br><strong>"All I will need is a fitness buddy...sometimes working out by yourself can be boring"</strong>, Jefferson spoke casually - in reality, he was a gym rat and would work out by himself most of times because most people would not be able to push as much weight as he would. Nevertheless, his casual comment had second intention: he was wondering how bold Siyah would be. Would she by chance step up and volunteer? He hinted Siyah probably had a female fitness buddy or even a personal trainer, but one could never exactly know it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Neighbor: Friend or Foe?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>s6xs6x</strong> on <strong>26-09-2016, 17:36:07</strong>
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				*******************************************************************************************<br>Meanwhile, David and his buddies finished up their round of golf and are putting their clubs in the trunk of the car in the parking lot.<br><br>"I would have shot below 87 had it not been for number 8 with the water. I swear that hole is cursed by the Devil himself! Lost 3 balls on that piece of shit!" he cursed as he threw his clubs with some force into the trunk of his car, his buddies heckeling him and giving him a hard time at losing to them.<br><br>"Well Fellas, I need to get home and do some grocery shopping for the wife, perhaps we'll link up soon for another 18" Greg waved good bye and walked over to his car.&nbsp; Adam and David lived close by one another, and often would grab a bite to eat on their way home.&nbsp; <br><br>"Wanna stop and get some food?&nbsp; Fast food or healthy?&nbsp; I've been on a diet for a few weeks so there some spots around our way we can grab a bite to eat? Adam suggested, but David shrugged him off.<br><br>"Would Love to but the car is over due for an Oil change.&nbsp; I'm running to Jiffy Lube, and then Home to see what the wife is up to.&nbsp; But we'll definitely play again soon. Count on it!"<br><br>David hopped in his car, made a left out of the parking lot and drove towards home, pulling into the jiffy lube, where he would end up waiting over an hour due to the line of customers.&nbsp; He hated doing errands like this on the weekend, but he really had no other choice.<br><br>Adam decided to grab takeout at Sweet Green, he had it a few times since the new Salad and smoothie shop opened last year, and being on his new health kick, he knew that his body would thank him for it versus grabbing some greasy fast food.&nbsp; He pulled into the parking lot, and walked inside, waiting for the lady who was cleaning the windows to step aside.&nbsp; Adam was still dressed in his golfing attire, polo shirt, khaki shorts and baseball cap.
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Neighbor: Friend or Foe?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>whtbitch4u2own</strong> on <strong>27-09-2016, 16:23:25</strong>
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				Siyah hadn’t planned to stay back at the gym for so long but she ended up doing so anyway. Just because her husband wasn’t home, she wasn’t trying to rush and what usually took her about hour and half to work out, she leisurely spent her time and then just walked the treadmill for almost an hour. She wasn’t going to get her jogging around the neighborhood done today so she figured she might as well. Two hours turned into three and then she wrapped up everything before leaving the gym, only to want to grab something due to her feeling a bit lazy.<br><br>She wasn’t expecting to see a friendly face here. All the times she’s been here, she never had seen anyone she knew and so when she saw him, she paused and turned around to pass a comment to catch his attention. Words slipped her lips in a teasing manner, <strong>“An old type of man huh?”</strong> An image of him topless popped in her head, <strong>“I don’t know about that. But if you say so…I believe you.”</strong> She said and looked around the place, finding how people were enjoying their lunch while the sun was bright and at its warmest. The large umbrellas providing proper shades were in place, making comfortable for their customers to eat at leisure.<br><br>She may have approached him had she seen him first but she was inside and while exiting, the main door was being serviced so she had to use the side door. Her eyes were darting far towards her car that was parked in the first spot in the parking lot and that’s when he drew her attention towards him by shouting her name. She was caught off guard and had she not met him earlier that morning, she would have passed him by without even noticing him. With him pulling out a chair for her, blocking the way to exit at the same time, she let the woman behind her pass as she contemplated on what to do. She couldn’t help but take notice of his friendly nature and she wondered if he was always this friendly to people around him.<br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://www.globespanradio.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/05/deepika_350_052313113020.jpg)</div>When his arm came around her shoulder, pulling her into a side hug, she hugged back as it was an instant reaction, not wanting to stumble into him. It certainly was odd but the hug was harmless and that’s when he shocked her but taking a step further than that, panting a kiss on each side of her cheek. She wasn’t used to it, at least not with men she knew because she was married. Though, she did take notice of his finely shaped biceps and muscular chest, her hand quickly retracting back from his lower chest as they broke the hug, desperately trying to change the topic, <strong>“Oh? Cool…I just came from there. There’s also another gym a few blocks away. But it’s a bit expensive. To me, I have all I need at this one so I am not too bothered by it.”</strong><br><br>Siyah spoke and shrugged her shoulders, finally taking a seat as she pulled out her salad from the bag and took a first bite. She sat on his left side on that square table, since that’s the chair he had pulled out for her. Her manners were that of a polite woman who knew how to behave and the one to probably not fake it whether she’s outside or at home. In other words, her behavior wasn’t affect or any different than how it would be in privacy. She had always tried to get her friends to go with her after her husband turned her down and a few had started but then they also slacked off. One needed motivation which was hard to come by. Luckily, she’d been able to maintain a regular schedule just because it was also her hobby, time away from home and also a way to pass some time. Time is what she had plenty on her hands so she liked to keep busy. Nodding in agreement, she smiled, <strong>“I totally agree with you. That’s why I had tried to get my husband and a few friends to join and go the gym with me. You can guess how that ended up…”</strong> she waved her fork around as she casually ate from her salad bowl before unwrapping her sandwich and took a bite. <strong>“Maybe I will bump into you at the gym. I am guessing you aren’t going to sign up for trainer services? The first two week is free.”</strong> She told him of their usual promotion.
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Neighbor: Friend or Foe?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheLegionary</strong> on <strong>28-09-2016, 04:22:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://s7d9.scene7.com/is/image/JCPenney/0900631B81926924M.tif?wid=180&amp;hei=180&amp;op_usm=.4,.8,0,0&amp;resmode=sharp2)</div>Jeffrey was eating while talking to Siyah, even though his eyes and attention were all on Siyah, who was seating next to him: she should be certain that for Jeffrey, Siyah was the only focus on the moment. He smiled back as Siyah repeated <em>"An old type of man huh?"</em> and he wondered what had passed in her mind. Did Siyah think that he was a brute, ignorant man? Her following words suggested some lack of conviction - <em>"if you say so"</em>. In spite of her words, she continued somehow opened and did not seem to be reluctant when his arms embraced her - finally, she showed some signs of acceptance as she hugged him back. However, Jeffrey realized that she was not very comfortable with the kisses. He noted that reaction and made a mental note that his moves should avoid that in the future.<br><br>Indeed, Jeffrey was reviewing her behaviour as Siyah showed her limits - physical contact was acceptable, but some intimacies were not yet allowed, maybe due to cultural reasons. His eyes kept on her as Siyah voiced her frustration with the fact that her husband had not joined her in the gym - her body language made no effort to hide her disappointment: toying with her food was a sign that Siyah did not like the result and was frustrated. As Jeffrey heard, he felt pity for Siyah: how could her husband let such a beauty alone in a gym? Didn't he love Siyah? Couldn't he make an effort at least during the weekends? These thoughts stormed his head briefly to understand why Siyah showed some frustration. He did not step up to be her buddy and pondered there would be time.<br><br>And immediately after, the opportunity appeared. Siyah asked about registering for the trainer services and Jeffrey winked at her, flexing his right arm and causing his biceps to bulge momentarily.<br><br><strong>"You are right, Siyah. I do not think I need a trainer, I have been working out for some years and I know my way around the gym. Until last Summer, I was actually working at my college's club part time as a trainer"</strong>, Jeffrey said without sounding arrogant - he was just disclosing an information casually. <strong>"You can stay with my first week, if possible. If not, I am more than glad to work out with you"</strong>, Jeffrey shot the proposal with a confident, friendly smile. Before she could reply, he added as if Siyah had already accepted his proposal. <strong>"I think our homes are not that far from the gym - it took me just 8 minutes to get here, so I suppose it is possible to jog. This way we could save the cardio time"</strong>, he suggested nonchalantly. <br><br><strong>"I am sure you must have done it before, it is an easy way, flat, no highways, large green areas. I would say it is almost as convenient as a treadmill"</strong>, Jeffrey patted her upper arm gentally to cheer her up and he was impressed by how firm it was - her slim body did not hide that her muscles were solid and firm, which excited the young man. <strong>"Come on, I know you id it! I can see you are like me, you love working out in open spaces, don't you?"</strong>, Jeffrey leaned towards her, causing his thick arm to touch hers, at the same time .<br><br>Jeffrey was so focused on Siyah that he did not even spot the eccentric man dressed in a golf attire - under normal circumstances, Jeffrey would have made a joke about that man: after all, golf was not a real sport, but a game like chess. Real sports required muscles.
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Neighbor: Friend or Foe?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>s6xs6x</strong> on <strong>29-09-2016, 17:08:54</strong>
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				******************************************************************************************<br><br>Adam paid for his food and grabbed extra napkins, thanking the cashier he took his to-go bag and&nbsp; was headed out the side door, when his focus took hold on the woman just outside the door.&nbsp; It wasn't her beauty that struck him, she seemed oddly familiar. And then it hit him!!&nbsp; <em>That's Siyah!&nbsp; David's Wife!!</em> His brain alerted him that he recognized her, but didn't recognize the guy she was sitting, having lunch with.&nbsp; At first it seemed innocent, except for the way the muscular guy was leaning in, making incidental contact.<br><br>Adam hurried past the couple, walking to his car as he pulled his cellphone from his pocket to text David.<br><br><strong>Hey - Just bumped into your wife at SweetGreen.&nbsp; &nbsp;Did you Know she was having lunch with a guy there?</strong><br><br>He pressed send, and within a few minutes, as he was getting in his car, his phone alerted him to a text response from David.<br><br><strong>What?? No Way!!&nbsp; She eats there but She didn't mention anything about having lunch with a guy friend.</strong><br><br>(Their back and forth conversation)<br><br>ADAM:<strong> I'm telling you what I saw.&nbsp; Just hope she's not cheating on you like my fucking Ex-Wife did me!&nbsp; &nbsp;Not saying she is but just a heads up, you're my boy!</strong><br><br>David: <strong> Wow....God I hope not!&nbsp; Are you sure its her?</strong><br><br>Adam: <strong>Umm Yes!&nbsp; I'll snap a pic from my car as I drive by</strong><br><br>Adam did a loop around the parking lot, making sure his window was down as he stopped at the stop sign opposite where the couple sat under the umbrella.&nbsp; He acted causally waiting for her to turn at the right angle so he could capture her whole face. He took a quick pic, and forwarded it to David.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Neighbor: Friend or Foe?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>whtbitch4u2own</strong> on <strong>29-09-2016, 20:06:17</strong>
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				It was almost odd to find him looking at her every time she raised her eyes to look at him. It felt…as if he was paying attention to her and no one else. It made her a little uneasy at first but accepting that’s actually a good quality to have. Why dart your gaze elsewhere when you are clearly speaking to the person in front of you. It would be a sign that the other person was not confident enough. Unless of course, they are at fault and are hiding something. That’s when she did the same for the most part, taking a bite and then looking up at him, barely realizing that a friend of her husband’s had just walked out after picking up his order.<br><br>Siyah was sure a little uncomfortable with him hugging and kissing her. It was just odd to begin with and since she’d just met him, it made it weirder. Not to add, he was young…college young. And she was already feeling her age as if considering herself as an older woman now. Those crazy days were over, where you can just be spontaneous and careless, do whatever the hell you wanted to and explore. Her husband not going to gym with her didn’t mean that he didn’t love her. Matter of fact, she tried not to think about it in such a manner because she didn’t really go golfing with him. Does that mean she doesn’t love him? It would be nice but it is what it is. <br><br>She continued to eat casually, half way through her meal but not rushing as she listened to him intently, keeping her gaze on him and smiling softly, <strong>”Stay with your first week? What? The trainer? No…I mean no doubt, I liked the trainer concept and fully utilized it in the first two weeks of me joining the gym there. But I didn’t continue it for two reasons. One, it’s expensive and two, they slow me down.”</strong> She shrugged her shoulders and took a bite, sounding a bit surprised, <strong>”Sorry, no offense to you. But that’s cool. You worked as a trainer huh? I can totally see it.”</strong> <br><br>When he offered to work out with her, she raised her brow at him, thinking for a second as she didn’t want to turn him down because she didn’t want to be mean. Besides, he’s going to be her new neighbor and she did always want a workout buddy. Though, wasn’t it too soon? To bond like this? The idea was tempting and she finally broke the silence, <strong>”Only if you promise not to slow me down.”</strong> She smiled and said it as a warning mixed with a challenge. <strong>”Or else, I might just have to fire you.”</strong><br><br>She smiled silly as she took a sip of her water before taking a last bite of her sandwich, listening to his proposal about jogging to the gym. The suggestion was good and this wasn’t the first time she’d thought about it. Matter of fact, she’d jogged to the gym four days in the past when her car was in the garage. It wasn’t that bad. Finally, she wiped her hands clean and raised them to grab her pony to tighten it. When he brushed her shoulder, she felt his warm tough but made noting of it. <strong>”Of course I have. And it may seem easier, it’s a lot tougher. But it was fun. So sure…but we can’t jog every day. Maybe three days a week?”</strong> She suggested and added, <strong>”But if you want to jog the other days, be by guest. You can. I will be taking my car.”</strong> She said as she did go do her chores right from the gym on certain days. Grocery shopping and meeting up with friends or whatever else there’s to do. <br><br>Once she was done with her sandwich, she leaned back to take a moment, finishing the water that was in her water bottle, <strong>”Oh and if you’re thinking of buying protein powder from there, don’t buy the vanilla one. I have the whole container of it at home. I bought it but didn’t like the taste of it. Used only two scoops. Chocolate’s the best.”</strong> She said sounding cheesy before she added, <strong>”All I mean to say is don’t waste your money. Try it first. I have some at home.”</strong> She shrugged her shoulders, liking how they were bonding over this already. <strong>”So, I am guessing you are in college? Working?”</strong> she asked him curiously. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Neighbor: Friend or Foe?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheLegionary</strong> on <strong>30-09-2016, 02:06:23</strong>
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				The young man grew confident as Siyah's beautiful eyes stopped feeling uneasy with his gaze, almost in a sign of acquiescence. He speculated why the beauty's eyes showed so much lack of confidence at the onset. After all, Jeffrey should be the one fearful: Siyah was young and had a killing body besides years of experience over the young lad. Jeffrey had always heard about the lionesses in their 30s, who were only in the pursuit of their own sexual satisfaction, who toyed with young, virile men. That did not seem to be the case exactly for Siyah. Jeffrey wondered why she could be feeling so aprehensive before him: wasn't she used to be admired by her man and show off her gifts? A woman like Siyah had to be courted on a daily basis by a powerful male grip on her and Jeffrey mistakenly expected her to act naturally in the presence of another male presence. Unless Siyah was not happy with her man, which seemed to be the case as time passed, and for this reason, the pretty Indian did not rebut his increasingly aggressive inroads. Rather than rebutting the invader, Siyah appreciated his presence.<br><br>Siyah was going to have the time of her life with Jeffrey, he promised to himself. Not only did Jeffrey lust for Siyah's body, but he felt that she deserved more.<br><br>As the muscular man continued to eat his grilled chicken and rice, Siyah declined his proposal. He expected her to do so - after all, who needed personal trainers those days? Jeffrey worked as a trainer just because that was the best way to approach the girls at the college and show himself off. On top of that, trainers were not well paid, specially in a small suburb gym - Jeffrey already imaged the kind of trainer in the Muscle Hut - men in their 40s with round bellies - and saw himself as the most handsome man there, as the Alpha waiting to sprawl over the territory to be conquered. For a moment, he pictured all the other women who would be attending the Muscle Hut, just to remember that Siyah was right in front of him.<br><br>On the other hand, Siyah showed interest exactly for the trap Jeffrey had set for her: working out together. From the beginning, Jeffrey realized that the gym would be the common driver for both of them: it would be the place where they could meet, the place where could sweat together, the place where they would grow intimate. It was a good move to introduce the invitation rather casually, implying that he was not longing that much for Siyah to say yes. His words were not aggressive, but spontaneous. Yet, his body language clearly evidenced what were his desires, so that Siyah could be certain about the honesty of his invitation: he sat more upright and leaned closer to her as she spoke about it. Jeffrey even stopped eating just to pay attention at Siyah.<br><br><strong>"You have a deal, Siyah"</strong>, Jeffrey said raising his right hand with the open palm to highfive hers. As he did so, his white shirt stretched nearly to the limit as his pecs and collarbone muscle tensed. <strong>"I think you will be coming every day with me to the gym after some time, otherwise you will be feeling lagging behind... I can see you are pretty competitive and I love that quality in a woman. I am sure you will be looking for something to outdo me, right?"</strong>, he laughed and blinked. <strong>"You can and must be pushed to your limits otherwise your body weakens. Did you see what happens to people who don't work out?"</strong>, Jeffrey rhetorically questioned her. <br><br>More and more, his eyes were smiling at hers - she had such a beautiful eyes and they were shining. After Siyah's reply, their conversation continued casually until she came out with a kind proposal to give him some protein she had bought.She even cared about his money and did not want him to waste it. Probably it was not the right kind he needed, but he did not care. <strong> "It will be great if I can have your protein...I simply love vanilla"</strong>, Jeffrey replied and her cheesy voice made the man feel goosebumps going down his spine. What a woman! <br><br>Jeffrey took a deep breath while Siyah continued to speak and nodded - she was right, since chocolate was the best flavour. However, going to her home to take the vanilla protein would give him another excuse to be with Siyah later - who knows, Siyah could take it to his home, since they were neighbours. More and more, Siyah was enjoying her time, at least Jeffrey had that impression. From shy smiles turned early, she was smiling and laughing more openly. It seemed as if they had known each other for ages. It also seemed as if she had no husband.<br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://pre15.deviantart.net/1567/th/pre/i/2008/183/d/c/torso_6_by_vishstudio.jpg)</div>Yet completely focused on Siyah, Jeffrey's protective instincts were around. No one approached their table or did anything which could be seen as a threat for Siyah. Nevertheless, Jeffrey was not omniscient. Far from them,&nbsp; around that time, Jeffrey did not see the picture being taken and their intimacy being violated. In reality, he would never have considered a man in a pathetic golf outfit as a threat. Little did Jeffrey know that the casual talk with Siyah could trigger something else. He was aware that the beauty had a husband, but the guy was in some club away and had abandoned his wife. Jeffrey had to step up.<br><br>That issue did not exist for Jeffrey, who was positively awed when Siyah asked a personal question about himself. He hadn't had any chance to ask about her profession or anything else but the gym, but such was their good terms that she showed her curiosity. He was glad that Siyah felt confident with him around. If friends trusted each other, lovers had to trust much more.<br><br><strong>"Not yet working. I am studying premed at the University of Northern Carolina at Chapel Hill, not far from here. It takes some 15 minutes with my Kawasaki"</strong>, he explained. Before she asked, he anticipated. <strong>"I know what you must be thinking. Why did I move off campus? Well, I'd say that campus life can be quite hectic and now I need to focus on my studies, you know. I have just one year left and I must raise my grades"</strong>, he sighed, pretending to be performing poorly - in reality, he was among the best 10 students, but his competitive self required him to be the best. <strong>"I moved here to focus on my studies"</strong>, he admitted without saying that his parents were paying everything - it was quite obvious. If Siyah showed any concern about his grades, he would tell her about his grades: it was not a good thing to let a woman think he was a nerdy A-grade guy, specially those who were after adventures.<br><br><strong>"What else do you want to know about me? Well, I have just turned 20, I'm 6´2, I weight 220 pounds, less than 10% fat in my body"</strong>, Jeffrey laughed as his eyes scanned her body without making any secret about that. <strong>"I bet you are at 13%, right?"</strong>, he winked at Siyah - as a premed student, he knew that even fit women had slightly higher fat percentages in their bodies. 13% was quite a feat, specially if she was not a professional athlete. <br><br><strong>"As your trainer, I'm rather confident to say we can bring it down to 10% easily"</strong>, he teased her, patting her right arm. <strong>"I can already see the 2016 Harthorn Drive' Miss Fitness".</strong><br><br>Although Jeffrey's food was over, he continued there for some more time talking casually to Siyah.For any outsider, it definitively seemed as if he had met her years ago such was the intimacy of their subjects. After some 15 minutes, however, he stood up without warning, his hands crossed above his head and stretched his thick arms. As his large shoulders raised, his white T-shirt also raised a bit, revealing his6-pack abs. Considering that Jeffrey was tall, Siyah should have the view of his muscles right in front of her head. Believe it or not, Jeffrey did not mean to show his body to her - he really wanted to move on and his instincts rather than any plan made him stand and stretch.<br><br><strong>"It was a pleasure talk to you, neighbor. Now I need to enroll at the gym"</strong>, Jeffrey said and stepped back. <br><br><strong>"Unless you want to join me there and show me the place"</strong>, he tilted his head invitingly. There was never too fast for a man like Jeffrey.
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Neighbor: Friend or Foe?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>s6xs6x</strong> on <strong>06-10-2016, 21:42:45</strong>
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				(http://howtotellifaguylikesyou.net/wp-content/uploads/2014/07/26742102_2ml-300x200.jpg)<br><br>*******************************************************************************************<br>David, having been home and showered after his round of Golf, felt his phone vibrate, and a chime signaling there was a new text message with an attachment.&nbsp; <em>"No way it's her, probably a look alike!"</em>&nbsp; he thought to himself, knowing Adam's vision wasn't the best, his consistent slice on the golf course and the inability to find his ball when it was in the woods, even when standing over it, proved that fact.<br><em>"Gotta be someone who looks like her"</em> as he opened the phone, waiting for the attachment to download.&nbsp; <br><br>"Oh Shit!" he said, sucking in a gasp of air, holding it deep in his lungs, a knot forming in his stomach as he was unable to exhale for a moment.&nbsp; It was her!&nbsp; The leggings and top were a dead give away, even if her face wasn't the clearest, he recognized her usual selection of workout gear, not to mention one of her favorite spots she chose to get food from due to it's proximity to home and healthy menu.<br>David didn't bother responding to Adam, instead he racked his brain trying to figure out who the guy she was sitting next to outside of the restaurant.&nbsp; There had never been a mention of any male friends in the longest time.&nbsp; <em>Perhaps an old High School acquaintance? Gym trainer?</em> he thought, the build of the guy next to her and his clothing, gave him the suspicion.<br><br>Instead of calling her, or indicating any other way she had been spotted, he decided to casually text her, to see what she is up to.&nbsp; Perhaps she will give him the details he was looking for.&nbsp; He fired off the following text, holding his phone tight, eager for a response.<br><br><strong>Hey Babe.&nbsp; Just wondering what your up to.&nbsp; Home now from Golf. Wanted to see if you were up to grabbing a bite to eat or if you would be home soon?</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Neighbor: Friend or Foe?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>whtbitch4u2own</strong> on <strong>07-10-2016, 15:41:27</strong>
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				Siyah did feel at ease now that she’d grown to accept the young man’s company. It was probably because she realized that he wasn’t only going to be her neighbor but also her partner at the gym. She warmed up to the idea because she knew how hard it was for people to dedicate some time to gym every day. Unless of course, the person is serious about it by themselves, without anyone trying to get them to go to the gym. It had to come from within, without other’s influence. This young man seemed dedicated and so it seemed promising.<br><br>Even though, Siyah was very much into gym and working out, she kept her exercises basics because she wasn’t looking to build her frame, just maintain what she has. A slender frame which suits her tall stature very well. She smiled softly when he leaned closer and locked in a deal with Siyah and he seemed happy with the idea of working out with her. When he held his hand high for a high five, she made no attempt to hold back and smiled. His palm was rougher and larger than hers, manly while hers was soft and warm. Pulling back, she chuckled, <strong>”We will have to see who will outdo who!”</strong> Speaking as if accepting his challenge, a competition along with him being her buddy for the gym.<br><br><strong>”That’s why the key is not to stop working out but continue even for a bit when your life gets busier. Once you stop, everything that you worked hard for, gets washes away.”</strong> She said and shrugged her shoulders in response to his comment about what happens to people who do not work out. One thing was obvious, she had accepted him as her partner and if she didn’t make it obvious with words, she certainly did by the kind gesture of offering the protein powder that she’d bought. When he took her up on her offer, she smiled and nodded, <strong>”Cool, then stop by sometimes and pick it up on your way.”</strong> She said as she felt no real threat from the young lad, considering how strong she felt about her husband, the Husband.<br><br>While a picture was being taken of them two sitting and chatting, she continued to drive the conversation by asking him a general question. <strong>”Ahh Yeah, I should have expected that.”</strong> She said and flicked a few strands behind her ear and sipped on her water, darting her gaze to the street as if looking for his bike. <strong>”Studies huh. That’s good to hear. I am sure it gets tough. Premed isn’t easy.”</strong> Smiling softly, she nodded in agreement, <strong>”The neighborhood is pretty calm even during the days. I must say, you will have lot of time to focus on your studies when not attending class on campus.”</strong><br><br>She leaned back and waved no, laughing a little, <strong>”No no…I don’t need to know all th…but I see you did anways….”</strong> And that’s when she caught on to what he had just said, <strong>”6’2 huh?”</strong> she said as she gave him a look, <strong>”Yeah…I thought you were a bit taller than that. But cool.”</strong> When he made a sly comment about percentage of fat in body, she wasn’t expecting him to make a comment on hers and felt as if she was put under a microscope. He’d obviously noticed her and she finally raised her brows at him, <strong>”No thank you. I am happy with my fat. Not trying to lose any of it. Besides, 13 is my lucky number.”</strong> She scoffed, <strong>”My trainer? Who appointed you?”</strong> She asked gullibly, <strong>”Whatever the case, I am not paying you so sorry to say, you will be working for free here.”</strong><br><br>She shrugged her shoulders and couldn’t help but smile wide when he gave her a title of being the Miss Fitness in their block. It was then, she was a little distracted by an incoming text on her phone. She did maintain her gaze between him and her phone as she read the text. At the same time, he stood up stretching his arms and offering her to join him at the gym. Glancing up at him and back at her phone, she debated what to write back to her husband. Her fingers quickly worked out a text and sent it: <em>Home already? Earlier than usual…</em> <br><br>Meanwhile, she looked up at the young man with a questioning gaze, <strong>”I would but I should get back home. Husband’s home and have something planned for the day.”</strong> She shrugged her shoulders, gathering her stuff and texted back, <strong>”Yeah I am coming home soon. About 15 minutes or so.”</strong> She wrote back to him before she started walking with Jeffrey to dump the garbage in the bin as they exited the small joint. <strong>”Well, it was nice to bump into you here. I shall see you around then?”</strong> She said as she would then eventually move towards her car to head back home. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Neighbor: Friend or Foe?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>s6xs6x</strong> on <strong>07-10-2016, 18:51:55</strong>
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				*******************************************************************************************<br><br><strong>OK, See you in a Few.</strong><br><br>David fired off the text, deciding not to show her the picture Adam had sent. He would casually bring it up when she was home, not wanting to put her on the spot or start an argument, but if she had anything to confess, in person would be best.&nbsp; No time to think up a lie or make up something.<br><br>Seeing a sink full of dishes from this morning, David decided he would wash the dishes and tidy up the kitchen.&nbsp; He wasn't normally the one to do the chores in the house, but felt that when he was home or had time, he would pitch in.&nbsp; He was very thankful for the way Siyah kept the house tidy, and often felt guilty by not doing his fair share.&nbsp; with the dishes done, David relaxed in the den, turned on the T.V. and flipped through the channels, settling on a college football game to watch.
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Neighbor: Friend or Foe?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheLegionary</strong> on <strong>07-10-2016, 23:19:43</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://doctorgrasshopper.files.wordpress.com/2010/04/biochemical-pathway-scary-2.gif)</div>Jeffrey smiled and let Siyah walk away without pestering her any further. In less than 5 hours, he had gone from a complete stranger to her personal trainer. Not that bad, he pondered while he watched her walking towards her car with a somehow cynical smile. Jeffrey promised himself that she would be lying under him in the next coupe of weeks, otherwise he would go back to college to hunt the freshwomen. Her rear was pert and her not that curvaceous, but super hot body showed that she more than deserved to be called&nbsp; 2016 Harthorn Drive' Miss Fitness. <br><br>Momentarily, he wondered what a fool her husband was - how could he let that lionesss walk around in such a sexy gym gear. Siyah as not a teenager any longer, although her body was hotter than every girl he had slept with at his college dormitory - she was a married woman and as such, the Indian beauty should dress like that, the conservative Jeffrey thought, specially in a suburb where everyone went to church on Sundays. That region was not New York definitively. Siyah`s husband could have asked at least for her to change clothes. By being so carefree, her husband left the flank open to alpha predators like Jeffrey. Showing off her trophy wife would come at a cost for Mr. McBride.<br><br>Right after watching Siyah entering her car, Jeffrey came back to Earth. When Jeffrey entered the Muscle Hut, he was sure that he would be the alpha male there - it was a decent, but decaying gym - not the sort young people would attend. At the front desk, he was received by a woman in her late 50s who seemed to own the place since Arnold Schwarzenegger was Mister Universe. He enrolled there, mentioning Siyah`s full name, and made sure Siyah McBride&nbsp; would get all the benefits for referring the place to him - he could not help but to think about the girls and how to protect them it was part of his alpha instincts. He accepted the invitation to have a tour in the small gym - a skinny teenager boy, a couple of years younger than Jeffrey himself but considerably unfit, showed him around. The mere existence of such a weakling gave Jeffrey an ego boost. What a terrible publicity, Jeffrey wondered. How would&nbsp; the Muscle Hut attract more clients with a trainer like that? Siyah could kick his ass easily, the thought entertained him for a while. <br><br>There was someone else working as a trainer, a fat lady in her early forties with dyed blonde hair. He scanned the area for any pretty woman and none of the 4 women would join a miss contest. Definitively, Siyah was the star in that place. He was not interested in the men: there was approximately a dozen, most of them consisting of retired people. There was also a couple of overweighted men. He wondered those men flirting with Siyah and the thought disgusted him. Siyah should actually thank him for being her trainer, he thought to himself. For sure, Jeffrey would soon become the king of the place. To sum up, he was not enthusiastic about the Muscle Hut, but it was the only option around. On top of that, it was where Siyah worked out.<br><br>After some thirty minutes, Jeffrey drove back home and entered his room quietly. He did not want to create any situation with Siyah shortly after their second encounter. He should give her some room for her to fantasize about the possibilities with her new, young, virile man. Jeffrey could always go to her place and ask for the vanilla protein - it would be a good chance to meet his rival, Mr McBride. By then, Jeffrey pictured him as a short, fat man who was an accountant - there was nothing more boring than accountants and they would never give everything Siyah needed. Laid in his room, Jeffrey focused on studying biochemistry, which was the only subject where he was not among the top 10 in his year. He waited the time fly and checked his mobile - he could read dozens of messages from younger girls in college asking which was his room in the dorm. Jeffrey smirked and ignored them all - he had to focus on his studies and the only distraction would be the chess game with Siyah.<br><br>Around midnight, Jeffrey went to him room and took off his clothes - he always slept naked, since science showed it was healthier. Before going to bed, he walked towards the window and looked towards Siyah's home - in that area, the same contractor had built all the houses in a standardized fashion, so that their windows would be at the same height and no longer than 20 feet away. The mere idea that Jeffrey see Siyah in undergarments made him smile a silly smile.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Neighbor: Friend or Foe?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>whtbitch4u2own</strong> on <strong>10-10-2016, 20:00:58</strong>
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				Having no idea how she was being admired from behind, she moved across the street to where her car was parked. Once she entered, she settled in before strapping the seat belt on and then pulled onto the road to carefully drive back home. She wasn’t in rush even after finding out that her husband was now home. <br><br>The traffic during that time of the day wasn’t so bad and so, she reached home shortly after 15 minutes of a drive. She thought she could spend the rest of the day with her husband now that he was home. Maybe they can go out for a dinner date or even order in, catch a movie. Whatever her husband wanted.<br><br>So, once she got home, she parked her car and entered her house, walking further inside to find her husband relaxing in the den. She entered from behind and placed her hand on one of his shoulders to nudge him a bit,<strong> “Hey…You’re home early?” </strong>She said and walked around the couch to take a seat next to him, her hand naturally coming to rest on his thigh as she leaned back, <strong>“Any plans for the rest of the day or do I have you to myself today?” </strong>She asked and added, <strong>“Anything you’d like to do today? Order in or want me to make something?” </strong>She asked like a polite wife. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Neighbor: Friend or Foe?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>s6xs6x</strong> on <strong>11-10-2016, 16:05:38</strong>
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				David was slightly caught off guard, as he must have slightly dozed off in the halftime report of the football game he was watching on T.V.&nbsp; His eyes trailed down over her gym attire, <em>Yep that was her!</em> he thought to himself, with a half hearted smile on his face as he recalled the image Adam sent to him on his phone.<br><br><strong>"Oh Hey Hun"</strong> he leaned in and kissed her softly on the lips, their customary greeting, as he pondered what the plans were for the rest of the afternoon and evening.<br><br><strong>"Well I'm fine with eating out, or maybe ordering Chinese and having it delivered, any preference? I'm kind of hungry now, have you had lunch yet?"</strong> he said with a straight face, eager to hear her response. <br><strong>" Did you want to perhaps go see a movie later this afternoon, before dinner?&nbsp; I know we haven't spent much quality time together, but thought we could do something fun, and get out and about."</strong><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Neighbor: Friend or Foe?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>whtbitch4u2own</strong> on <strong>12-10-2016, 08:54:07</strong>
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				Siyah had no idea that one of his buddies had sent a picture of her earlier. It was nothing of a big deal but could be perceived as such. Should he confront her, she'd ask him if he doesn't trust her enough. It was obvious that he was tired and had dozed off, smiling softly, she snuggled into him after kissing him back.<br><br>Nodding no, "I already ate lunch so I am not hungry. I can fix you something up if you want." She looked at him and looked at the TV that was playing halftime of some football game. "I am game for either or. Ordering in or going out. As long as we get to spend some quality time....seems like it's been a long time since we last went out. But, I also don't want to add to your tiredness. So really, whatever you want, we will do." She said and patted his thighs before standing up, "I stink. I am going to go shower and freshen up a little. You plan things out and let me know." Letting her hand brush over his shoulders as she walked around while exiting the room at last. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Neighbor: Friend or Foe?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>s6xs6x</strong> on <strong>12-10-2016, 15:56:43</strong>
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				<br><br>He chuckled at her response at eating lunch already, something he was already quite aware of.&nbsp; I think we can go catch a movie after you shower.&nbsp; <strong>"We haven't had a "date" in forever, so it be nice to get out and do something, spend a little QT time together right?&nbsp; There's a few comedies out, I'll let you choose"</strong> he smiled, not really caring which movie they saw, he was just in the mood to spend time with Siyah and of course, have some of the popcorn drenched in butter.<br><br><strong>"I'll fix a cold-cut sandwich, and eat that while you freshen up.&nbsp; We still have some turkey, I think, right?" </strong>his voice trailing off as he stepped into the kitchen and dug through the packages in the drawer to pull out turkey and a few slices of cheese.<br><br>Once she showered and was ready to go, David clicked the remote to turn the TV off, patted his pants to make sure he had his wallet and cell phone and proceeded out the door to the car with Siyah.&nbsp; It was maybe a 10 minute drive to the town center, where the newest theater was with the reclining leather seats. Of course the tickets were slightly more expensive for this luxury, but it definitely was worth it.<br><br>As they walked towards the theater across the parking lot, David reached out, and interlocked his fingers<strong> "Not sure if you'll want popcorn, having&nbsp; had lunch at SweetGreen today."</strong> He looked over at her with a sly grin and wink, amused at how he knew this information, but she hadn't told him where she had eaten.&nbsp; <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Neighbor: Friend or Foe?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>whtbitch4u2own</strong> on <strong>12-10-2016, 16:44:53</strong>
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				There was nothing she needed to hide from her husband and so she did tell him that she’d eaten lunch already. She smiled when he told her that they should go out tonight and enjoy some quality time together. She chirped in excitement, <strong>“That would be lovely. Yes, it’s been a while.” </strong>She said and nodded,<strong> “Okay. I promise I won’t be long.” </strong>She said to him before moving quickly to their bedroom and then into the bathroom.<br><br>The shower took about good 15 minutes and then another 20 to get ready. Once she was dressed casually in a top and a pair of jeans, she came back downstairs to find him ready to leave. The drive wasn’t so bad and once there, they exited to walk towards the theater.<br><br>Though, she nodded in agreement but quickly gave him a questioning look, <strong>“Sure, I will eat a little but not much.”</strong> Raising her brows, <strong>“Wait…how did you know I ate there today?”</strong> She said to him and figured it must have showed up on a credit card bill. Though, he usually isn’t bothered by it. Not sure if he was today either.<strong> “You should try that healthy food sometimes.” </strong>She taunted him, making nothing of it unless he’d say something more. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Neighbor: Friend or Foe?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>s6xs6x</strong> on <strong>12-10-2016, 20:33:27</strong>
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				<strong>"Oh I just had a hunch" </strong>he said off the top of his head, not ready to confess how much he knew, since she obviously was hiding the fact she had lunch with another guy.&nbsp; Or could be she just didn't think it was a big enough deal to confess.&nbsp; He certainly didn't tell her everyone he ran into or spoke to on a given day.<br><em>Maybe I'm being too jealous?&nbsp; Definitely don't want to push her away like Adam did his wife with jealousy </em> he thought silently to himself.<br><br><strong>"Yea I'll try a salad form there next time I'm in the area, or you can bring one home next time you stop in for lunch"</strong> he squeezed her hand a little harder as they approached the doors to the theater, he opened it up for her, and the smell of butter flavored popcorn smacked them both in the face.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br><strong>"MMMMM"</strong> he grinned.&nbsp; He pulled out two $20 bills and gave them to her.&nbsp; <strong>"Want to grab the tickets, I'll stand in line and get popcorn"</strong> he kissed the top of her head, and walked quickly across the lobby to wait in line, since it looked like the lines were starting to form rather long.<br><br>She met him by the usher, handed the tickets to him and he instructed them down the hall way, last theater on the right.&nbsp; <strong>"Been forever since we been to the movies, Glad we have some free time.&nbsp; Work has been a pain in the ass!!" </strong> David held open the theater door, bit a piece of popcorn off the top of the overflowing bucket, balancing the drinks in his other hand as he followed her, allowing her to choose where to sit.<br><br><strong>"Here's a water, figured soda might ruin your diet"</strong> he teased, handing her a bottle of Dasani water.
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Neighbor: Friend or Foe?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>whtbitch4u2own</strong> on <strong>14-10-2016, 23:46:00</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4uh59mD56Bo/V4RiGpBZTMI/AAAAAAAAFDQ/HgYb-FY42kIGoLU5XHlh817LGDMN_3H2QCLcB/s1600/img3.jpg)</div>Siyah shrugged his claim off as if he had shot an arrow in dark. He did guess it right but she wasn’t bothered by it since she had no idea how he had really gotten such intel. It was in his best interest not to make anything of it as it really wasn’t anything but two neighbor bumping into one another and sharing a lunch. <br><br>She smiled and scoffed, “I will see when that ‘next time’ is actually going to happen.” She knew that he wasn’t into eating salad. Just how he was savoring the smell of popcorn, she had a better control over it. Though, some wouldn’t hurt her diet and so when he joined her against after making a quick stop at concession stands, she grabbed the bottle of water and sipped from it before eating some popcorn from the bucket.<br><br>Holding his soda while he settled in the seat next to her, they relaxed at last, nodding at him, “Yeah…last time we saw a movie was in what? January.” It has been a long time and usually people weren’t bothered by it because they usually watched something at home as well, not them. The movie was fine and so was the rest of the weekend. Once at home, they went to bed and next day, they had to visit a family member who was sick for a while, so out and about all day long.<br><br>Yet another weekend came to an end, moving so fast as she was up reading a few articles and watching TV while he went to bed early, as usual. Eventually, she called it a night as well and he was nowhere to be found when she woke up the next day. He usually leaves early and it was a known fact to her. Eventually, she sat up in her bed, arching her back and then scooting down to edge of the bed to stand on her feet.<br><br><hr><br>The usual morning ritual followed where she brushed her teeth and then showered before going to the kitchen to grab a cup of coffee. After about an hour or two, it was little after 9 when she stepped out of her house, dressed in a pink sports tank top and a purple workout pants. She always stretched in her front yard before actually going on a jog so that’s exactly what she started doing. Glancing over to her neighbor’s house, she wondered if he was really going to join her in her work outs. Sometimes people claim but they don’t follow through and she’d hate for a guy like him to be only talks and no action. Least bothered by it, she continued to stretch for the moment. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Neighbor: Friend or Foe?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheLegionary</strong> on <strong>15-10-2016, 14:22:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://ae01.alicdn.com/kf/HTB146xeIVXXXXchaXXXq6xXFXXXJ/110863621/HTB146xeIVXXXXchaXXXq6xXFXXXJ.jpg)</div>Jeffrey O'Hara was already awaken when he listened to the alarm in his mobile ringing on Monday around 8 am. In the next second, he was taking a swift shower - normally, he would go straight to the gym without showering, but that day was special: it was his first time with Siyah and he knew the importance of the first impression: what if she smelled any unpleasant scent? What if that smell did not please her? It was always good to be on the safe side when it came to love conquests. For a moment in the shower, he wondered whether the pretty woman could have forgotten. It was indeed a swift thought because the overconfident jock knew that no woman could resist him, let alone one who had agreed to work out with him. He stepped out of the shower and shaved himself. By 8h45am, Jeffrey was already downstair having his morning cereals and drinking orange juice.He looked through the window and saw that Siyah was not around. Maybe she was just late - she would not have forgotten or given up, he knew it. It never occurred to him that Siyah could have gone to the gym earlier, since they had not agreed on a time.<br><br>Jeffrey was right not to waste his neurons thinking like an underdog. As he walked through the window curtain in the kitchen, there Siyah was and a smiled formed on his face.<br><br><strong>"Today you fall for me, Siyah McBride"</strong>, he spoke to himself as he grabbed his backpack and left his house shirtless towards Siyah - it was warm and it seemed pointless to soak the shirt with sweat even before starting the work out. On top of that, there was another reason: he wanted to make Siyah drool at the sight of the body he had carved out of marble. She already found him a nice guy, the next step was to make her find him a hot guy.<br><br>His height and muscles would make her drool and Jeffrey did not want to frighten the woman. This is why he spoke from afar while the beauty was stretching. While her flexibility impressed him, he knew it was not the right time to please her body - he had already done it before calling her a fitness miss. It was his time to lure her into what he had to offer to her.<br><br><strong>"Good morning Siyah McBride!"</strong>, he said as he entered her home's lawn after jumping the low fence. <strong>"Great weather to jog"</strong>, Jeffrey added approaching in a friendly and confident way. This time, he had learned from before, no kissing or hugging - it was just to early for a conservative woman. Yet, he did not want to avoid physical contact. He just said <strong>"give me five, Siyah"</strong> as he raised his right hand to push and slide the flat palm of Siyah's hand his right hand's palm to highfive hers. It was a friendly, coll gesture for sport loves like both of them, Keffrey pondered. Just like on Saturday, to make her feel more relaxed, his gaze was on her face showing that he was interested in her, not her curvaceous body. <br><br><strong>"Ready for the warm up?"</strong>, he asked tilting his head invitingly towards the side of the Muscle Hut and as she nodded a 'yes', he began to jog at impressive 8 miles per hour. He looked at Siyah behind and slowed momentarily the pace to 6 mph down a pace, wondering whether she could match him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Neighbor: Friend or Foe?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>whtbitch4u2own</strong> on <strong>20-10-2016, 18:29:55</strong>
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				Siyah had no idea that Jeffrey was becoming aware of how he wanted to present himself to her, wanting to make an impression on her as he had set his plan in motion. She hadn’t forgotten about him joining her work outs, though she did want to clear up the time when they’d do this every day. Just because he was a student, she didn’t know his schedule and on what day he had early classes. <br><br>Taking her sweet time, she knew she was a bit early but she always stretched before actually working out or jogging. Having one of her legs rest on the top stairs, she stretched and leaned forward, extending the angle between her legs. Her back formed a perfect arch as she had her hand resting on her waist and then she bent forward at her waist. A voice came from behind and she turned her head at first, finding Jeffrey make his way towards her.<br><br>She wasn’t afraid of making a comment and so she did when she saw him walking towards her topless, <strong>”Good morning…What’s up with you and being topless?”</strong> She said as she broke her stretch and stood straight after turning around, wiping her face with a white towel that she carried with her. <strong>”Indeed. It’s supposed to be 80s I think.”</strong> She added as she always was weather conscious, wearing appropriate clothes and what not.<br><br>She raised her hand to give him high five, <strong>”I hope you are ready.”</strong> She said in a challenging tone of voice as she glanced up at his tall frame, smiling softly, <strong>”I am always ready.”</strong> She said and began to jog with him. For the most part, he ran faster than her but eventually slowed down. When he did catch up to her, matching her pace, she looked at him and spoke in her raspy tone of voice, <strong>”Enjoy the weather. Why are you rushing? If I have jog as fast, I rather run on the treadmill. Besides, why rush?”</strong> She said to him and came to a stop at a four way intersection, taking this time to drink some water and then continuing to run when there were no cars. <strong>”By the way, what’s your schedule like? I mean what time did you want to meet up, same time every day?”</strong> She asked him as they ran in sync, crossing over into a park. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Neighbor: Friend or Foe?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheLegionary</strong> on <strong>21-10-2016, 18:58:36</strong>
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				<strong>"I know I will be covered in sweat when I get to the gym...I prefer working out in clean clothes. Besides it is getting really hot today"</strong>, Jeffrey replied without explaining too much. He was not lying, but he was not telling the whole truth. He intended to make Siyah look at his body, just as she casually offered a generous view of her breasts when she was leaning forward during her stretching. Jeffrey wondered whether her clothes were made of tissues with thermal properties, making her cool when it was warm and making her warm when it was cool - as they were covering most of her body, Jeffrey supposed that was the case.<br><br>Her challenge did not go unnoticed, but Jeffrey realized her eyes examining his bare chest - his plan was actually working and he struggled not to smirk in satisfaction. The effect was already expected, but it was always good to see a girl mesmerized by his muscles. Needless to say that his ego had been boosted even more. As a matter of fact, he was not there to prove better than she in physical terms - he was sure about that, unless she was sort of Wonder Woman. <br><br>In the next moment, both Siyah and Jeffrey were jogging. He was not used to being moderate in his workout: Jeffrey always pushed his limits and Siyah realized it - for most people, Siyah included, his normal jogging speed would be running. Her raspy voice made him slow down a bit more, so that he would stay next to her. Well, not exactly next to her as his alpha instincts always put him 'half a step' ahead to protect her in case something went wrong. This is why his hand was ahead of her body, as if blocking her way when they reached the four way intersection. Of course, Siyah would have stopped. Even so, Jeffrey was there to protect her way, prevent her from stepping onto the car way and make her safe. <br><br><strong>"You are right, Siyah...I was just being too competitive...I thought you were actually competing with me"</strong>, the tall young man excused himself, laying the blame on himself rather than saying he was faster than Siayh - that other answer would sound too arrogant and Jeffrey did not want Siayh to think he had bad qualities, but only good. <br><br>Jeffrey was supposed to be her God.<br><br>As they were crossing into a park, it seemed that both of them had finally found the right pace. Just as old running buddies, they kept in an almost perfect sync. He smiled at her and saw her beautiful face and did not see a drop of sweat - was she that fit? Not only did he want to impress Siyah, but he liked the idea that she was impressing her. Was she actually playing a game with him? That was too early, Jeffrey expected her to be herself until he could release the lioness hidden underneath.<br><br>That would be faster than Jeffrey had planned. Siyah came out with a question about himself. It was a good sign, since it showed that she was appreciating his young company. <em>”By the way, what’s your schedule like? I mean what time did you want to meet up, same time every day?”</em> Jeffrey only smiled and look at her. <strong>"Mus schedule is really complicated. Mondays and Wednesdays in the morning are fine - 8 am would be better, truth to be told. Tuesdays and Thursdays are better in the afternoon around 4 pm, I know it is not the best time to go to the gym but it is when I am done with college....Fridays"</strong>, he looked ahead. <strong>"From 6 pm on, but I will pay you a salad if you can"</strong>, he said jokingly. Of course, he assumed Siayh would not come with him on Friday in the evening, unless she was really disappointed with her wedding.&nbsp; By then, he would be just one step away from her bed.<br><br><strong>"Would it be possible to work out together every day?"</strong>, he asked nonchalantly as he looked ahead. Even at a jogging speed, the fitness couple had already reached the edge of the park and they jogged out to the walkway. The Muscles Hut was not much far, just a couple of blocks. Once again, he blocked her way into the pedestrian crossing, just to be sure there was no car coming. He was not sure whether Siyah would feel offended by that move - it was just his instincts, he could not help it.<br><br>As they crossed the street, Jeffrey asked. <strong>"Not bad for the first day, isn't it? Now I want to see how much Miss Fitness can raise"</strong>, he smirked stopping in front of the Muscle Hut. <strong>"Here we are..."</strong>, the young man said, stretching his arms above his head casually, but in a way which made all his muscles rip in front of Siyah's eyes. Still outside the Muscle Hut, he opened his backpack and took a red sleeveless sweat T-shirt which emphasized how large his pecs and arms were.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Neighbor: Friend or Foe?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>whtbitch4u2own</strong> on <strong>23-10-2016, 02:13:03</strong>
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				It was a decent enough explanation given by him; that he didn't want to ruin his top by the time they get to the gym. Though, she sure didn't appreciate the attention she'd get from neighbors, not that she cared much for them, it's just people staring at them. Perhaps it's a bit uneasy for her because it's new for her. However, she did approve of him jogging shirtless with her, finishing her stretching without realizing that he managed to check her out, including her pert breasts, without her knowing. She wasn't sweating as much as she should be and the reason being was that she usually likes to keep cool, not overdo it. She wouldn't even need to go to the gym to maintain her petite frame because in college, she never did. Her metabolism was always working fast. <br><br>How can she not make a point to check him out, the top less hunk. Dedication should always be appreciated. Eventually, they were jogging and before they knew, they were around the blocks on which people didn't really know who she was, who they were. Jogging more at ease, she didn't feel the need to keep up with him. This wasn't a competition and so, she kept her usual pace. She'd simply ask him to jog faster if he wanted to, not wanting him to slow down for her, and meet up with him at the gym. She didn't want to tire out by the evening time, as she does keep herself busy with chores to pass the time on day to day basis. <br><br>When they approached the intersection, she came to a pause as he stood half a step ahead of her, not making that into anything as they would continue on with their jog to the Muscle Hut after replying to his comment. She smiled softly and added as she gestured to dust off her shoulders, <strong>”The thing is...”</strong>[/b] She took a step ahead of him, placing her hand on his shoulder as if she was speaking to her friend as she had a different air about her in that moment, <strong>”...I don't want you to feel bad. Because you would lose if we were to compete. You wouldn't want to lose to a girl, would you now?”</strong>[/b] She patted his sweaty shoulder before continuing, wiping his sweat onto the towel as it was obvious that she wasn't disgusted by it. She did jog ahead of him for a moment, passing a wicked smile at him, almost a teasing gesture. <br><br>A jogging and work out buddy was exactly what she needed. Not because she lacked motivation but it's always good to have someone around, encouraging one another. According to her, one shouldn't be doing things alone when doing one of the few things; eating at some place other than home, working out and watching a movie in a theater. She didn't say this to him but asking him his schedule would indicate the acceptance of his company by her. She wanted to know the times they'd work out so it was a general question from her end and when he answered, she made a thoughtful face. Biting on it for a few moments, she glanced up at him, <strong>”I do love me some salad.”</strong><br><br><strong>”I don't think I want to work out everyday. Three or four times a week is plenty for him. And a small jog around the neighborhood on the days I don't go to the gym. Let me give this some thought. I am sure we will work it out. Apart from the fact that you want me to wake up an hour early for you. We may have to bargain it out...say 8:30?”</strong> She smiled, jogging to the outside of the park and onto the blocks, not too far away from the gym. Eventually, they reached an intersection and she noticed him shield her. She thought it was cute. She wasn't irritated by it but she couldn't just let it pass and not joke about it. Once he took his hand down, gesturing that they were good to cross the intersection, she didn't move quickly. Instead, she smiled, <strong>”Is it safe to cross now?”</strong> she said and walked slowly across the road, to irritate him a bit. <br><br><strong>”You know, I am a big girl and can safely cross on my own.”</strong> Continuing their jog for a short while before they arrived in front of the gym as she watched him pull out a tee and put it on. She had something to add but bit down on it, not wanting to tease him too much to make him run away. Though, when he told her that he wanted to see how much she can lift, she puffed her left arm, showing him her muscle. She wasn't muscular at all, maybe a little but just perfect for her perfect frame. Bottom line, she wouldn't want to gain a pound or lose a pound nor put on any muscles on her. <strong>”To answer your question, I think I can lift just about enough. Come on now...Mr. Trainer. Shall we go in and begin?”</strong> She said and nudged her head towards the entrance. Upon entering, at the desk, she punched in her code and a cute picture came up on the screen. <strong>”I am sure you must have gotten the tour already so you lead the way. Today, we will work out according to your routine.”</strong> She said and took a back seat for now.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Neighbor: Friend or Foe?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheLegionary</strong> on <strong>23-10-2016, 02:59:30</strong>
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				During the way to the gym, Siyah made it clear that she wanted to have the upper hand. How did she dare say she could outrun him? He smirked and watched her reactions carefully. First, she did not want to be protected. In another occasion, she recognized as a competitive person - was she saying it in spite of being with a muscle man? Her comments on her schedule made him even more confident - he knew that when a girl created obstacles, she actually would have no one. He replied with a blink. Whether it was intentional or not, Siyah was turning him on - he struggled not to have an erection as the girl seemed to be more aggressive than he initially thought. The lioness seemed to be blossoming for the lion to tame her.<br><br><em>"To answer your question, I think I can lift just about enough. Come on now...Mr. Trainer. Shall we go in and begin?"</em><br><br><div class="floatright">(http://www.power-systems.com/images/product/medium/61796_1_.jpg)</div>Jeffrey nodded and let Siyah walk in front of him. As Siyah entered the the Muscle Hut, Jeffrey followed her with the eyes and laid his right hand on her shoulder, holding her firmly and pushing her as the gate released her.<br><br><strong>"Indeed I visited the place after our lunch"</strong>, he said scanning the area as if he were the king of the place. The sight was not stimulating: retired people, overweighted people, a bunch of losers. Siyah was the ON star there and now he would join it. Mostly due to his disappointment, Jeffrey could not recall the place very well - Jeffrey would never admit it to Siayh that his first visit was frustrating. Jeffrey first saw the lockers next to the reception, where he left his small, flexible backpack. <strong>"Would you like to share the same locker?"</strong>, he winked at her, stopping in front of her and taking her stuff without asking - he was in charge and she liked it - at least, he thought she did.<br><br><strong>"I think that we should start with some dumbells, Siayh. I do not think that you can raise more than I do, so I will score first"</strong>, Jeffrey nudged her as his eyes fund the weight rack. It did not have very heavy dumbells, but as a trainer, he should be conscious of the limits of Siyah. Jokes apart, if he was going to guide her, it would be stupid to hurt her going for a heavier set. <strong>"I think you can handle, let me say"</strong>, he held her left arm and pressed. <strong>"Flex it, I want to guess"</strong>, he said teasing her. Working out together was supposed to be intimate, but also they needed some sense of humour.
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Neighbor: Friend or Foe?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>whtbitch4u2own</strong> on <strong>23-10-2016, 17:34:59</strong>
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				She was being challenging because she found it fun to tease him, pushing his buttons. She knew it got to him but he controlled himself very well instead of being influenced by her words so easily. It wouldn’t be fun if it was easy, just as she wasn’t easy for him to claim her even though she had no idea of his intentions. According to her, he was a nice new neighbor and nothing else.<br><br>Encouraging that they should go in if he was ready, she took the lead soon after, not paying much mind as he followed right behind her. The lead would allow him a fancy view of her back in the tight gym wear that she had on. The leggings hugged her curves as it was meant to be, slowing just how slender her legs were and even her cute little butt. The frame was too perfect and with it, a cute little face that was just serene.<br><br>She knew that signing up and the tour were done on the same day usually, smiling softly at him over her shoulders, <strong>”Good.”</strong> She said to him and led the way before coming to a stop by the lockers. She comes to the gym to work out and for the machines they had here, not to see what sort of people who comes there. She could care less for them as it wouldn’t affect the way she’d work out, not even a bit. She didn’t need to look at them for motivation and if she’d learn that his first visit was frustrating and that he saw only old people in attendance.<br><br>She pouted her lips, looking at him in question when he asked if she wanted to share the same locker. Watching him wink as he came and took her stuff without asking, she shrugged her shoulders. Taking the backseat for now, she nodded in agreement when he joined her and suggested where they should start. <strong>”Says the man who’s a beast in size,”</strong> Siyah said when he told her he’ll go first because she cant possibly raise more than him. It was true and so she was only joking with him, accepting her defeat.<br><br>She nudged back right after he nudged her, walking with him to the weight rack as she smiled at his comment, doing as he asks. With him holding her left arm, she flexed it, displaying very little muscle as she meekly smiled at him. Waiting for him to guess, she waited to see what he would give her. She was almost keen on finding out what he made out of making her flex like that. She could lift more but she rather not, since she wasn’t looking to build her muscles. She went to the rack and lifted a fifty pound dumbbell, just to show him what she can lift. Though, she put it back in the rack and then moved to lower weight dumbells, <strong>”You do remember what I told you right? That I don’t want to be muscular. Just enough to hide lose muscles once I grow old.”</strong> She said and chuckled, knowing how women her age already had loose fat, not muscles, since they do not work out. Not even a bit. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Neighbor: Friend or Foe?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheLegionary</strong> on <strong>23-10-2016, 17:56:51</strong>
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				<strong>"I never forget anything, Siyah"</strong>, Jeffrey replied smiling at her compliment <em>("Says the man who’s a beast in size")</em> as he turned his back to her and took a pair of 5 stone dumbells for Siyah. She did not want to turn into a muscle girl and yet, she needed some strength. As they were still warming up, Jeffrey walked to her and looked at her eyes. "I think 5 stones are ok for warming up, right?", he handed her in as he grabbed in another weight rack a set of 22 stones. "Let us start with 3 sets of 12 repetitions for biceps...maybe we can intercal te the exercise a back work out", he looked for a bench nearby and walked towards a couple of them.<br><br>Jeffrey stood with his torso upright with a dumbbell in each hand held at arms length. His face was serious as his elbows approached the torso and the palms of his hands were facing thighs. While holding his upper arm stationary, Jeffrey curled the right weight as his rotated the palm of his hands until they are facing forward. At that point, he continued contracting the biceps as he breathed out until his biceps were fully contracted and the dumbbells were at his shoulder level. Then, the young man held the contracted position for a second as his squeezed the biceps, making them bulge - Siyah could see how thicker they had become with just the first exercise and Jeffrey was just warming up. <br><br><strong>"I am sure you have already done it a thousand times, Siyah"</strong>, he said.<strong> "Just pay attention: only your forearms should move. Slowly begin to bring the dumbbell back to the starting position as your breathe in.&nbsp; Remember to twist the palms back to the starting position as you come down." </strong><br>Repeat the movement with the left hand. This equals one repetition.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Neighbor: Friend or Foe?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>whtbitch4u2own</strong> on <strong>24-10-2016, 18:10:05</strong>
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				A smile came upon her face hearing that he didn’t forget something she’d said to him sometimes back. Though, she was glad to know that he never forgets anything, chuckling at him as she added, <strong>”Never say never Mister.”</strong> She said and took the weight that he passed to her and then the other set before he turned around to pick up his own. <br><br>In no time, she nodded at his instructions and followed him to a nearby bench where he guided her. When he started using the weights, she watched him carefully. The man seemed to add perfection in his work out and saw how dedicated he was to it. Holding her weights, she kept it closer to her thighs and in tight grip while she carefully read his movement, noticing how his muscles bulged, realizing how she didn’t like muscles on her feminine body but sure wouldn’t mind such a frame on her husband. <br><br>Of course, such a dream seemed nearly impossible and that’s why, she may have to feel content in looking at him or men like him, with good physique. She need not touch or mingle with them, but no harm done in watching them. <br><br>When he stopped and turned his attention to her, she smiled, <strong>”Yeah I’ve done it but not the way you are showing me now. I knew I was doing it wrong but never felt the need to see how wrong. Like I said, I was and am happy with it. But I see, it’s important that I do it right.”</strong> She said and taking a stance, looking at the weight in her hand, she started, <strong>”Twist the palms back to starting position…got it.”</strong> She said and seemed to do just fine, almost right but with flaws. Doing the same with her other hand and stopping after doing a set. <strong>”So Mr. Trainer…any comment? Remarks?”</strong> she asked him with a smile about her face. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Neighbor: Friend or Foe?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheLegionary</strong> on <strong>28-10-2016, 15:34:31</strong>
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				Little did the young med student realize that Siyah was actually looking at his muscles. As a matter of fact, Jeffery's attention was on what Siayh was doing and struggling against his lust. He paid attention to her round breasts and pert rear, while she curled her biceps. Indeed, she would not be gaining muscles, if she did not increase the intensity. However, they way she was doing it would injure her wrists sooner or later. As she finished the series, the pretty woman asked him how she had fared.<br><br><strong>"Siyah, you know, we have just started to work out together, but I have to correct you"</strong>, Jeffrey spoke as tenderly as he could leaving the dumbbells on the rack and turning to her. Of course, that in a gym, the environment should be casual and he tried not to sound too serious. <strong>"You did well and you will do better after&nbsp; you get the right move"</strong>, he continued walking behind her.<br><br><strong>"First, I did not see you contracting your abdominal muscles. This is important to prevent back injuries"</strong>, Jeffrey spoke recalling his anatomy classes. Then, she must have felt his right hand tapping her belly, in order to make her contract her abdominal muscles. <strong>"Good, I know you probably have washboard abs, Siyah"</strong>, he teased her. <strong>"Use them, Miss Fitness"</strong>, he said expecting her to stay in position.<br><br><strong>"Second, your wrists are curling with your arms"</strong>, Jeffrey corrected her. <strong>"You must keep them straight, aligned with your arm"</strong>, his voice came from above her head, when she felt his body towering her from behind. <strong>"Stay in position"</strong>, he commanded as his right arm stood in contact under her right arm, just to keep her wrist straight. In the next moment, when he turned to her left side, she must have felt his groin rubbing her lower back.<br><br><strong>"Now try by yourself"</strong>, Jeffrey ordered watching her from where he was right behind her.<br><br>&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Neighbor: Friend or Foe?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>whtbitch4u2own</strong> on <strong>28-10-2016, 17:08:04</strong>
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				It wasn’t so that Siyah was ogling at him but just taking notice of his muscle. The man had practically been topless ever since she met him the first time, he liked to show off and that much was obvious to her. However, not that he was working them muscles, it was a whole different picture being painted. Watching his muscles tense, she could see how dedicated he was with is work outs.<br><br><strong>”Go right ahead. I know I am not doing it fully right so I expect it,”</strong> the woman shrugged her shoulders, open to his suggestions as she knew she had to put in more work. Watching him walk behind her to show her the correct way to go about this, he would easily inhale her scent her body was giving off. <br><br>A sense of protection came from behind as he towered behind her, looking down when his hand came to rest no her taut tummy, pulling her into him as he suggested how it should be done to prevent back pain. Doing it was important but even more important was doing it right. If not done right, just doing it would prove fruitful. <strong>”I am using them…hush you..”</strong> she said and nudged her elbow into his chest, hitting him playfully. <br><br>When he suggested how her wrist should stay straight, she managed to work it in the manner he was showing her, looking over her shoulders up at him, <strong>”Like this?”</strong> She asked implementing all the tips in her work out as he still stood behind her, almost brushing his groin into her but making nothing of it. Instead, she liked how he was correcting her movements and when he suggested her to try it by herself, she did so, doing it right. She smiled at him, <strong>”Thank you…”</strong> and continued to work out correctly. <br><br>One thing for sure, she wasn’t expecting for him to not touch her. Without him showing her how it’s done, she can’t get it right so she was pretty much open to his suggestions. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Neighbor: Friend or Foe?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheLegionary</strong> on <strong>28-10-2016, 18:00:13</strong>
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				Jeffrey knew that Siyah was a quick learner and let the girl finish her series going back to his own. He wanted to pin her against the wall and have his way with her there regardless of everyone else. However, he had to control his instincts - all he did was to admire her slim body looking at the large mirror, having a nice view of her back.<br><br>"You are good, Siyah. Some more months and your body will be hard as rock, yet feminine as a fitness queen", Jeffrey replied without looking at her eyes. He laid the weights on the rack casually - he was just warming up after all - and helped her to return hers to the right place. Once again., his hand covered hers and offered the safety she had felt before when Jeffrey stood behind her.<br><br><div class="floatright">(http://www.bodybuilding.com/exercises/exerciseImages/sequences/344/Male/l/344_2.jpg)</div> He held her right arm straight without asking, made it straight and flipped down the palm of her hand, stretching her arm muscles and forcing them a bit, just to make sure she was not pretending to stretch - that was a common mistake among beginners, but it was always good to check. Siyah was far from a beginner and in her case, Jeffrey actually wanted to touch her body and feel her muscles. <strong>"You stretch well. Quite flexible compared to me"</strong>, he conceded Siyah an advantage over him.<br><br>After repeating the same move with the left arm, Jeffrey pulled two benches together as if they were feather.<br><br><strong>"Time for the biceps to relax and work out your triceps. Are you familiar with triceps bench press?" </strong>, he asked positioning the benches in a distance appropriate for his large size. He began to move with easy using his both arms. After some repetitions, he raised one of the arms and kept working out only with the right one. He smiled at her as he caught her paying attention to him.<br><br><strong>"Can you make it?" </strong>, Jeffrey asked as he replaced one arm for the other. After completing his 30 series for each side, brought the benches closer and offered her to start.<br><br><strong>"There is no secret, Miss Fitness. First, hold firmly to the bench on its edge with the hands fully extended, separated at shoulder width. Extend your legs forward and bend at the waist and perpendicular to your torso. After you are ready, slowly lower your body as you breath by bending the elbows until you are low enough to where there is an angle slightly smaller than 90 degrees." </strong>, Jeffrey explained to her, moving her toward the bench at the same time he brushed her hair tresses away from her face.
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Neighbor: Friend or Foe?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>whtbitch4u2own</strong> on <strong>04-11-2016, 05:01:00</strong>
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				Having been working out for ever since, it didn't take her too long to pick up on exercises he was showing her, learning them the right way, correcting whatever flaws she had in her techniques. Suffice to say, she wasn't way off and managed to learn pretty quickly. She'd been doing it right for the most part so that was a good thing. Having no idea how he had to hold himself back from acting on his carnal desires, wanting to pin her to have his way with her, she picked up on the lighthearted conversation as any.<br><br>Siyah scoffed at him and corrected him, "Sorry but not looking to make my body hard as rock. The way it is, it's just fine. I work out to stay fit." She corrected him as she did work out to only stay fit, unlike other girls who were trying to get there. She knew there was nothing wrong with the way her frame was and was quite happy with her work outs, keeping to minimum and not overdoing it. "Don't want no biceps or triceps popping out..." She chuckled and flexed her arm, showing her feminine biceps.<br><br>She worked out with him protecting her from behind, occasionally touching her when needed, if needed is what she managed to read in the way he touched her. Though, it was good to have someone like him looking over her back. When he started to stretch her arms without asking her, she cooperated and felt the strain being removed, liking how loose her muscles felt then. "Of course, look at you and look at me. You can't be as flexible as me." She chuckled and added, "But you are good. Muscular but just don't overdo it. It just looks meaty and nasty when muscles pop out even when not flexing." She suggested with a smile as he does seem to flex a lot when around her. Perhaps it was how he was but she's only known him for a short period of time so hard to tell. Not wanting to be judgemental, she kept her mouth shut when he explained how to do bench press.<br><br>Having see guys do it and now him, it wasn't so bad and when it was her turn, she followed his instructions and did the same, "Yeah...I am familiar with it. Just don't expect me to do it with one hand Mr. Hotshot." She said what she'd noticed not too long ago, finding his hands come to help her with her tresses which she found it odd but for some reason, she didn't stop him from doing that. Instead, she moved towards the bench to get into position, soon finding his hands come to help her with it. Trying to do it right, she looked up at him, "This angle about right?" She asked and looked up, continuing to bench press and so on. The workout was quite exhausting, in a good way. "I hope I am not sore after today..." speaking to him in her labored tone of voice, not worrying about it much since she'd been active with her workouts. Being sore would be a problem if she hadn't. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Neighbor: Friend or Foe?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheLegionary</strong> on <strong>05-11-2016, 14:09:42</strong>
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				<strong>"You are mistaken, Siayh. What adds muscles to your body is not the effort, but the intensity of the exercise. I studied it at college. It is a common mistake. You can have a feminine body and yet, strong as hell. I'll show you how"</strong>, Jeffrey tried to explain as she positioned herself between the benches.<strong> "If you use one arm, you will not gain muscle, but resistance. I want to train exhaustion with you, Siyah...and take you to another level"</strong>, he explained with a superior, but not arrogant tone. His voice conveyed the confidence and experience of someone who liked working out and was a premed student - he wanted her to trust him blindly. He knew when to play with Siayh, but he also knew when there was job to be done. Siyah was relaxed and teasing him with words, and he did not want to ruin such an intimacy - he was just going to show her his other dominant side when it came to strength and knowledge.<br><br>Just like in the first exercise, Siah worked out and made minor mistakes. He could have left it go unnoticed. Were it not for the fact that Jeffrey wanted to touch her, he would not have picked on her series - she was pretty good indeed. None of the other students would perform the series like Siyah.<br><br><strong>"Miss Fitness is doing well, but it could be better"</strong>, Jeffrey said as he raised his left leg and straddled over her waistline, facing her was she moved down in her third exercise - his T-shirt was pulled up a bit, so that she could have a nice view of his abs tummies. First, he raised her chin with his right hand's forefinger. <strong>"But you are more than a miss,you are a queen. And a fitness queen never looks down"</strong>, he corrected her winking at her. Then, he bent his knees and his rear landed on her upper thighs, but did not do any pressure - his body was almost perfectly shadowing her moves, rubbing it from time to time. His legs and gluteous were exerting a great deal of strength but his face did not show any - Siyah probably felt his tensed muscles and must have thought for how long he would be able to hold that position. For her surprise, Jeffrey could hold it for too long.<br><br><strong>"We can increase the performance of your exercise if you stay in the perfect angle"</strong>, he added, leaning towards her body, so that her raised chin almost landed on his left shoulder. Such was the proximity between their bodies that she could feel his warmth close to her. <br><br><strong>"This way"</strong>, Jeffrey said without sounding apologetic. His left hand held her rear and raised it slightly, while his other hand forced her arms to bend a bot more.<strong> "Can you feel it? I can feel you are completely in charge and increased the performance by 1/3"</strong>, he whispered in Siayh's ear. inhaling her sweaty scent. Jeffrey tried not to think how it would be delicious to lick her salty, glistening body after the work out.<br><br>By then, a married woman in her forties was drooling at the sight of Jeffrey and Siyah, talking to a friend about the couple some dozens of feet away. <strong>"They look such a cute couple"</strong>, she said.
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Neighbor: Friend or Foe?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>whtbitch4u2own</strong> on <strong>07-11-2016, 01:29:36</strong>
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				Siyah always thought she was perfect, not trying to be an arrogant lady but she never felt the need to toughen up. Chuckling at him, she nodded, <strong>”But you see, I don’t need muscles. What I need is to put on some weight, maybe a few pounds but even then.”</strong> She shrugged her shoulders and she added, <strong>”Why is it that you want me to be gain muscles. As you know already, I am not trying to look like those women.”</strong> She explained once again and this time, more direct as she did wanted to get her message clear. She never let on that she was trying to gain anything but a simple work out. Just about doing it right is what she was concerned with. Sure, she appreciated how hunky looking he was and only if her husband was the same but that’s about it. When he explained how he wanted to train exhaustion with her, she shrugged her shoulders, <strong>”If you say so.”</strong> She said to him, knowing he was knowledgeable and very much resourceful. His toned body was an example of that. <br><br>Giving him a stare, she scoffed when he called her ‘Ms. Fitness’ and complimented her, <strong>”Well, I have you to thank for it.”</strong> The petite woman said to him as she continued to exercise like he showed her, doing it correctly as he came over to straddle her frame and she couldn’t help but feel odd. She wasn’t going to kick him off of her because he wasn’t doing anything wrong. A trainer would have done the same probably. Glancing up at him when he raised her chin and complimented her, <strong>”That’s right. It’s Queen Siyah to you!”</strong> Playing along, she laughed and exercised. When his rear landed on her thighs, she felt a little odd, odd enough to wipe the smile off her face.<br><br>When he guided her more, she tried to do it correctly, even succeeding to great extent and proving him how her stamina was when it came to work out. Amidst it all, he was almost hugging her as her chin came to rest on his shoulder. She didn’t want to make any sudden moves so she was careful in the way she moved with his help, moving in the direction he was guiding her to move and doing it right at the same time. When he held her rear, her breath was hitched a little as her heart started to race faster. <br><br>That’s when he’d actually feel how lightweight Siyah was, her tiny butt fitting in his palms only if he’d tried to grope her there. She could see the ceiling and other people around them working out, a few even taking notice of their position as she nodded to what he was saying to her without comprehending it. <strong>”Yeah…I can feel it,”</strong> She replied hoping that he would step away now, not because she didn’t like it but she wasn’t used to it. <br><br>Siyah controlled herself from falling on her butt for so long but eventually, she gave up. It wasn’t because she was tired but their position was making her a bit uncomfortable. One of her hand came off and wrapped around his back, <strong>”I …I am falling. Help me up.”</strong> Siyah said to him and hugged him tighter, her chin pushed onto his shoulder and her cheeks brushing his. Eventually, her chest would brush against his and even more, depending on how he would lift her up, helping her to stand on her feet. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Neighbor: Friend or Foe?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheLegionary</strong> on <strong>07-11-2016, 23:21:16</strong>
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				Jeffrey felt her muscles trembling shortly before they collapsed. As a professional trainer, he knew that Siyah was in her limit and he did not force her any longer. "Easy, Siayh", he spoke confidently as she begged for help - she did not know but his hands were already in the place they should be to prevent her from falling:his left hand held her rear and his body leaned closer, allowing her to hug him, while his right hand gave the support her upper back needed not to fall. In no moment did Siayh feel herself falling or insecure. Jeffrey was there smiling all the time holding her effortlessly with his strong arms. His eyes locked hers momentarily and he began to hold her - he felt her feet dangling momentarily as he moved Siayh to the upright position. Her legs rubbed one his groin and she could feel his large member.<br><br><strong>"Are you well, Siayh?"</strong>, Jeffrey asked concerned as he landed his left elbow on her right shoulder and brushed her hair away to see her face better. <strong>"You really impressed me, Queen Siayh"</strong>, he laughed as she was still recovering her breath. <strong>"There is more stamina and strength in your muscles than I had imagined. Honestly, I thought you would not even make one series"</strong>, he spoke from close looking at her eyes with a mix of lust and dominance. Jeffrey stepped back and turned his back to the pretty girl. <strong>"I want you to show me what else you can do"</strong>, he hooked his finger, motioning her to follow him. If Siyah were a queen, he would certainly be a king.<br><br>In the next exercises, Jeffrey continued to correct her moves and increase her performance. Always, he made sure that their bodies were close to each other. At the end, he liked to see Siayh's body glistening under the light and highfived her after picking up their backpacks. <strong>"You did well, Queen Siyah"</strong>, he said. Jeffrey felt very intimate and decided to make an even bolder move. He held her waistline and raised her off ground keeping her in the air. <strong>"See, you are still light, you will not turn into a fisioculturist that easy"</strong>, he mocked with her greatest fear and landed her, just to begin to jog back their home. He turned himself to Siayh and asked. <strong>"Are you coming or are you calling Uber, Queen Potato?"</strong>, he teased her provocative - Jeffrey knew that Siyah had more than enough energy for a quick run to their homes.
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Neighbor: Friend or Foe?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>whtbitch4u2own</strong> on <strong>10-11-2016, 17:01:48</strong>
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				It was too late to get hold of herself and she may have depended on him a bit too much that she lost control of herself. As expected, he had things under control; feeling his left hand come over her pert rear while his right came to support her upper back, holding her like a trophy of some sort that he was protecting. Protecting which she didn’t need except this time, and she was glad for it. They were so close to one another that she could feel his hot breath over her neck and chest, looking into his eyes and just when things were getting a bit awkward, she felt her legs rubbing into his groin and almost felt what felt like his manhood. <br><br>The act bothered her but it only because she was married. Though, a trainer would have surely helped her up if she would have fell under his watch. And just like that, Jeffrey had helped her up, feeling his herself in air for a few seconds as he picked her up and set her onto her feet. Nodding at him, <strong>”Yeah…just slipped, that’s all.”</strong> She said flicking her hair back, <strong>”Thank you…”</strong> she smiled as he addressed her as a Queen to tease her, not replying to it which would make him want to tease her more. <br><br><strong>”Well you got that wrong. Now you know that I can at least make one series. Let’s see what we got!”</strong> She said and followed him to showcase more of her talents. The next exercises, he took the lead for the most part and then she followed, doing quite well before they were exhausted. At least she was, if not him. She almost gasped when he held her waistline and picked her up in the air, <strong>”Put me down…”</strong> she said and looked around the gym, nudging him before they started to walk away, <strong>”I am not your dumbbell!”</strong> She joked with him as they freshened up and made their way out of there.<br><br>The jog home was eventless and the usual with him taking the lead for the most part as if he was protecting her. Even she kept up to show she didn’t need it, jogging with him to their neighborhood. During the jog, she mentioned that she may come by to bring him the protein shake sometimes later today. If she forgets it, he can always come by sometime. Once they arrived, she high fived him for a successful work out and told him she was looking forward to more of it. <strong>”Carry on now. I will bother ya later!”</strong> She said walking across her front yard and to her front door where she keyed in the door, unlocking in and then entering it. She was exhausted so she first freshened up with a shower and then the chores that were lined up for her for that day. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Neighbor: Friend or Foe?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheLegionary</strong> on <strong>10-11-2016, 22:47:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcS-2_K6yqC7D-b7sOrU_Ln6H_NsxxBAJrIi8jOp2A80g1HYA7xW)</div>Jeffrey highfived Siayh and congratulated her. <strong>"You are just the person I was looking for. I hope we can do it again on Wednesday!"</strong>, he said watching her face with a respectful demeanour yet not intimidated. Before she made her way back home, Jeffrey turned his back and smiled to himself. Why would he want a college girl when he could have a fitness woman? He had never seduced or slept with anyone older than 23 years old and Siyah was more than anything he had experienced before: she was mature and did not silly games of childish girls. Rather than looking for woman's empowerment, Siyah embodied the female soft power in a way that Jeffrey did not know how to describe. Truth to be told, the jock was going after her as if she were any other woman - he knew all of them wanted to be cared and protected. Normally, he would not expect such a desire from a married woman to be so vibrant.<br><br>After closing the door, Jeffrey went upstairs, took a quick shower, put on a well behaved T-shirt and jeans and grabbed his notebook and a couple of books of biochemistry. In less than 10 minutes, he was hopping onto his bike, wondering what Siayh would be doing - anyway, she would need to wait, since he had to be at class at 1 pm and it was almost 12h35pm. He turned on the engine and made sure that it roared loudly, so that Siayh could know that her friend was leaving his home - the high roaring sound would be his trademark from that moment on. Jeffrey got at the college on time. During the break, one of his girl friends approached Jeffrey and told him about the party on Friday.<br><strong><br>"I am sorry, Sarah"</strong>, he said toying with her hair. <strong>"I moved out of the dorms to study more... I simply cannot go against my own rules"</strong>.<br><br>Sarah laughed.<br><br><strong>"Liar, bring your new chick. I will not be jealous, I promise you"</strong>, she teased him before leaning closer, groping his butt and kissing his neck. <strong>"I hope she is not jealous though"</strong>.<br><br><div align="center">****</div><br>It was 5 pm when the classes were over. Sarah was staring at him but he did not stop to say bye. In less than 10 minutes, he was roaring the engine in front of his home, parking it next to his car. Jeffrey examined Siyah's parking lot and he saw only her car - he was probably alone. He smirked and thought how stupid her husband was to leave her alone most of the day - all the time in the gym, she had never mentioned him, even though Jeffrey knew that he probably existed. He took out his leather jacket and carried it with his hooked forefinger. After entering the home, he undressed his T-shirt and remained shirtless - being overdressed was not comfortable for such a hunky man. He looked at the watch and it was still 5h15 pm - he could relax for some 45 minutes before going back to his studies. <br><br>Jeffrey went to the kitchen and cooked some low carb food. He was not happy that there was not protein in his meal - that was really important. He recalled what Siyah had offered him earlier: he could go to her place and pick it up whenever he liked. That was the easiest solution. Nevertheless, it was not the right solution in the game he was playing with Siyah. He looked at the clock again and wondered what time Siyah's man would arrive - maybe 8 or 9 pm? Jeffrey would be studying and waiting for Siyah - she said she would come and his alpha instincts made him pretty sure that Siyah would be knocking his door sooner than he expected - maybe, she was just waiting enough time to let Jeffrey breath. He turned on the TV to watch the Supergirl and continued to have his dinner. He stretched his arms above his head and waited.
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Neighbor: Friend or Foe?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>whtbitch4u2own</strong> on <strong>21-11-2016, 02:56:59</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://lifenlesson.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/12/Deepika-Padukone.jpg)</div> <br>Siyah went about her day after entering her house, first finishing her chores in the kitchen and just as she was walking out of there to go up to her room to take a long and refreshing shower, she remembered the protein powder that she needed to give to her new workout buddy. Taking the large container, she set it on the center island of her kitchen. When she heard a bike roar to life, she peeked out of her stair window and found him jumping on it to leave his place. Smiling to herself but making nothing of it, she went upstairs and then into her bathroom.<br><br>Rest of the day was relaxing. Having nothing much to do, she finished her chores first and then a few calls were made to friends and family that she needed to return as it's been over a day. Half of the day passed by and after getting some lunch, she decided to watch some movie to pass her time. Having settled on one, she cozy herself on her big couch and since it kept her interest, she watched the whole thing without falling asleep. <br><br>Just when it was about to end, she heard his bike as if he was returning back home. Glancing up at the clock, she saw it was little after 5 and decided to visit him after after the movie was over. Another 20 minutes and it ended, she stretched her arms over her shoulders before standing up. She'd left the protein powder out so she'd be reminded to get rid of it. She walked to the kitchen and grabbed the container before walking out of her house and across the lawn to the neighboring house.<br><br>It was 6 pm, having had some time before her husband would return from work, she was in no hurry. She went up to his door and knocked on his door, hoping she wasn't bothering him. Though, she tried to trick him by leaving the container right in front of his door and hiding to the side. When he'd walk out to grab it, she'll try to sneak up on him. Waiting for a while, she readied herself when the door opened and took a few seconds, wondering why she may not have waited to actually give it to him in his hands. The moment he'd step out, she'd shout from the side, "Boo!" she'd start cracking up after seeing his reaction, coming to stand in front of him. He'd find her searing a light Grey colored khakis and black tank top. An outfit that wasn't provocative, as aren't any of her outfits, still she'd look adorable in it. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Neighbor: Friend or Foe?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheLegionary</strong> on <strong>27-11-2016, 11:45:17</strong>
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				By the time the door was knocked, Jeffrey was in the middle of the Supergirl episode and had already finished his meal. Siyah was there and he felt excited as Jeffrey was enjoying a lot playing the seduction game - she wanted him, but she still did not know it. That was why Jeffrey had to make himself irresistible and cool. Shirtless and dressed in a jeans, Jeffrey opened the door and saw no one standing. He smirked to himself and knew that it could be Siyah - was she shy? Had she regretted? No, nothing happened, his alpha instincts told him to stay in charge.<br><br>The young premed student stepped forward expecting her to be around when she jumped in front of him and shouted <em>"boo"</em>. Jeffrey was not a frightened chicken, so he momentarily did not even flinch. His face met Siyah's, showing clearly he was not surprised - she was there from the onset. However, that was not the right way to conquer a girl - the mature Siyah was behaving like a teen, possibly to bring a bridge between both of them. That was another sign it would not take long to have her.&nbsp; Siyah was moving towards his playing field.<br><br>Rather than playing the macho, Jeffrey played her game to make her feel comfortable and at ease. He pretended to gasp for air and stepped back, frightened. <strong>"Siyah, you should not do that! I could have suffered a heart attack, Fitness Queen" </strong>, he smiled friendly as his eyes domineeringly locked on hers retaking over the control. After brief seconds away, Jeffrey walked closer and held her waistline exactly where her tank top finished, leaving her olive skin exposed to his right hands' firm grip. Again, her waistline felt a manly hand, pulling her closer not too aggressively in a sexual way, but in a friendly way. As she felt his body towering over hers given the close proximity, he laid a kiss on her right cheek.<br><br><strong>"I was thinking about you, Fitness Queen. Guess which series I was watching?" </strong>, Jeffrey asked as the TV could be heard from inside. <strong>"Would you like to join me?" </strong>, he added as his other hand held the protein box pulling it gentally from her hand. <strong>"I think the supplement is for Mr. Muscle Man, right?"</strong>, he continued and winked at her. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Neighbor: Friend or Foe?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>whtbitch4u2own</strong> on <strong>07-12-2016, 02:36:58</strong>
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				Having wondered what he might be doing at home, the last thing she wanted to do was bother him while he's studying. Though, she wouldn't know until she'd check in on him. It was only a protein powder and can be handed off anytime when he wasn't occupied. Though, standing outside of his door, she could hear the sound of his television and she was certain that he wasn't studying. It actually made her wonder where this kid actually studied. She also wondered if his grades were any good, since premed isn't really an easy field, it only gets tougher. For Siyah, she just liked his company and it never occurred to her that she wanted him. Such a thing did not exist in her life anymore because she was married and she was indeed a one man woman. Though, she was still entitled to a friend and she found that in Jeffrey.<br><br>When the door opened, Siyah hid her petite frame on the side before pouncing on him. It was right before that, she'd realized that he was top less again. The kid never put on a t-shirt it seemed. After her attempt to scare him, he gave her a delayed reaction, taking a step back and acting scared. She knew it right then that he was faking it and she couldn't help but serve him her punch on the side of his arm. It was hard but not a point where it would ache for hours. <br><br>Siyah enjoyed teasing him, liking how he wouldn't get offended and it lead her to do more than she would with a stranger. Since he was her neighbor, she knew he was here to stay and that sort of helped her accept this friendship well. "You weren't scared. Faking it, all of it. And what's up with you and t-shirts? Are you allergic to them or trying to save money?" Siyah scolded him sweetly, her words barely meaning to offend or judge him in any given manner. She felt she could say such things since they were friends and could get away without making it cheap. When he stepped closer to her, she watch him tower over her frame, feeling his hand come to rest on her waist and grip her firmly there.<br><br>His hand would feel cold on her soft skin that was exposed by her top and her khakis, contrasting temperatures between the two. It was then, she felt him kiss her cheek and she should have been used to him kissing her cheek by now, but the fact that she wasn't and never will be. Oh, how her husband would feel jealous if he saw another man kiss her cheek even if it's a common gesture amongst friends. By then, she could already hear the name being mentioned, 'Kara Danvers'. She knew what he was watching and need not even guess. "Supergirl..." She passed off a grin, showing she was smarter than he thought she was. Beating him to his question, "Yeah that's for you and Sure! As long as I am not bothering you. Speaking of which...." She said as she entered his house for the first time, pretty much empty and neat for the most parts, "...do you ever study?" She asked as he ushered her towards the living room and then to sit on his comfortable couch while he moved to put away the protein powder. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Neighbor: Friend or Foe?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheLegionary</strong> on <strong>08-12-2016, 00:02:35</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://thumbs.dreamstime.com/x/love-muscles-shirtless-men-holding-his-girlfriend-his-arms-black-background-41808496.jpg)</div><strong>"Ouch!"</strong>, Jeffrey pretended to have felt her punch - she was strong, but he was Mr. Muscle, so he was fine. He felt that Siayh reacted better this time when he kissed her cheek and held her waistline - she did not seem to have the adverse effect of the other day in the Muscle Hat. Was she already opening a free way to her heart? Well, Jeffrey was going to explore further her attitude as she did not seem to be afraid of becoming friends in a way a man and a woman hardly do without falling for each other.<br><br>As Siyah made a comment about Jeffrey being shirtless, he smiled back. <strong>"You know, Siyah. I am strong and it is warm - Summer, right? I dont have much fat in my body, so it is natural I feel more comfortable shirtless"</strong>, Jeffrey produced a scientific explanation for the Indian beauty as she stepped inside, showing no intimidation or fear for his height or body size.<strong> "Dont you feel like that? You are very slim, so I bet you are always feeling cold in Winter and hot in Summer"</strong>, he smiled as he played the wise man and his thumb toyed with her tummy. <strong>"Dont you like what you see?"</strong>, he continued as she entered his home - his confidence was absolutely unshaken - the more she joked with him, the closer they would get and the easier his final purpose would be.<br><br>When Jeffrey and Siyah entered their home, he put the supplement somewhere - actually, he could not care less about the protein when Siyah was around. "So you watch Supergirl, Fitness Queen", he teased back, approaching her swiftly from behind, while she was examining his home. <strong>"I study most of time, Siyah.... All the books are upstairs... I was just relaxing a bit - you know I arrived from college some time ago, dont you? I study a lot, so I can watch Supergirl a bit. I love Kara Denvers, dont you?"</strong>, he spoke casually as Siyah continued to pay attention to his home. He thought about asking her what she thought about his home, but that would take the focus of them. As the woman was being so joyful, Jeffrey decided to act as if she were a college girl - in reality, she was playing with him just like a 18-year old girl.<br><br>Then, Jeffrey held her waistline and raised her off ground - he didnt know how much she weighted, but it was not that simple. Yet, as Jeffrey had some technique, he managed to. In a display of strength, in spite of her protest, he held her groin and her back and raised her abovein front of his bare chest, walking her towards the huge coach and throwing her on it. He laughed loudly as Siyah fell onto his comfortable couch.<br><br><strong>"Nice to meet, I am Superman"</strong>, he added, flexing his both arm and making his muscles bulge in front of her on the coach, at the same time he put his right foot onto the coach and his abs muscles tensed. He winked, willing that Siyah replied that she was Lois Lane.
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Neighbor: Friend or Foe?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>whtbitch4u2own</strong> on <strong>26-12-2016, 01:56:01</strong>
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				She knew he was way stronger than to react in such manner, almost as if her punch actually hurt him. "Dramaqueen," Siyah muttered the word and smiled at him as he kissed her cheek and held her close to him. It was odd and she was about to protest as he was getting too handsy with her when she decided not to. She didn't want to come off as strong, especially since they were now friends, almost. It was hard to say if she was falling for the guy, because she was more of a woman who did things by books and stayed in limits, especially since she was married.<br><br>She scoffed hearing his obvious explanation that would promote his reasonings, nodding at him, she smiled, "Whatever floats your boat Mister. I guess you are one of those who feels extremes of both temperatures." She simply shrugged her shoulders and nodded no in response to his question if she felt the same. It was in that moment, she realized how his hand still lingered on her frame and now that she was aware of it, she couldn't help but try and move away from him a little. Some space wouldn't hurt. <br><br>"I do...but it's your girlfriend who has to like it. So you should ask her, not me." She raised her brow at him teasingly, walking further into his place as they continued their silly conversation. "I do watch it. But I haven't been able to keep up with all of the episodes so you can say, I've fallen behind." She said and looked at the TV. The TV show was good, but not one of those nerves wracking where you are constantly on the look out for the next episode. "Ahh, that explains," she said when he explained to her that his books were upstairs and he was just relaxing, having returned from college not too long ago. <br><br>She moved towards the couch, almost making a move to sit down when he surprised her by picking her up. She would have said something but she didn't, since he was playing around with her, she couldn't help but respond with a smile. "I am sorry but I don't believe you are superman. No Cape and I definitely know you aren't invincible." She pinched his calf with her sharp nails to prove her point when he stood with a pose after putting her down. She laughed at his silly joke and added, "Ha and I am Lois Lane. Though, not looking for superman but to prove you're noting but a delusional!" She mocked him and pushed him away, "Move away. Let me watch some TV." She said and leaned back with her legs crossed, taking on a somewhat comfortable position on his couch. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Neighbor: Friend or Foe?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheLegionary</strong> on <strong>01-01-2017, 22:55:21</strong>
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				Siyah was teasing Jeff as she pinched his calf. This time, he did not flinch an eye and stood stronger in his posing in front of her. That breathtaking woman was looking for adventure and he could feel it from far. He was about to say something when Siayh commanded him to stay away from TV and pushed him. Again, he held the ground to show he was the closest a man could get from invincible. <strong>"I'll prove you one day I am invincible, Siayh. I'm Superman indeed, my dear Lois Lane"</strong>, Jeff smiled and stepped aside to allow her watch Supergirl. Then, he placed his bare foot on the couch next to her and flexed his arms again, while her eyes tried to watch the show. Of course, she was not there for the show and Jeff had to think swift to keep the attention of the Indian beauty.<br><br>In a moment, Jeff rushed towards his room upstairs and looked for a piece of cloth he hack unpacked some days before. In reality, it was the only part of a Superman costume, which had survived to a "battle" with Wonder Woman, a fitness girl from college - of course, Superman prevailed, but the girl fought bravely. Coincidentally, the last surviving part was Superman's redcape, which Siyah had said he lacked. It did not take longer than one minute for Jeff (or Superman?) to rush downstairs. For a moment, he hesitated: would Siyah find him too silly? Or would that kind of easygoing man exactly what she was looking for? Well, considering Siyah mentioned briefly her husband a couple of times, Jeff speculated it was looking for the company of a silly man. <br><br>Anyway, as an Alpha man, whichever her reaction were, Jeff would handle it and prevail.<br><br><strong>"Greetings, Lois Lane"</strong>, Jeff used his manly voice and stepped in front of the TV. <strong>"Here I am with my cape to prove I am invincible"</strong>, he added standing in front of her with his hands on his waistline, just like the intrepid superhero would do in the classic movies. Needless to say that his bare chest would make him a perfect actor for the Superman role. He stood there momentarily just to watch for her reaction and regardless of what she did, he walked forward. In the next moment, he was straddling over her crossed leg in the same position. <strong>"Now what? Don't tell me you don't recognize Superman when you see him?"</strong>, he flexed his right arm, while his left hand held her right shoulder firmly and pressed strongly in a display of strength. <strong>"Just don't tell me you have a Supergirl costume"</strong>, he changed his gaze to a sweeter and more humorous semblance. <strong>"Or Wonder Woman's!"</strong>.
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Neighbor: Friend or Foe?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>whtbitch4u2own</strong> on <strong>28-01-2017, 21:16:10</strong>
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				She couldn’t help but reach out to pinch him so he’d step out of her way, allowing her to watch the show. Though, she didn’t come down here to catch on some show, she couldn’t help it as she didn’t really have anything to do back at home. Well, other than wait for her husband to show up because she’s already cooked dinner for them so it was only a matter of sharing it and then call it a day.<br><br>That is why, there was no reason why she couldn’t be at Jeff’s place and enjoy some company while she can. She was hoping not to bother him, thinking he was probably studying but he was obviously not doing that. He didn’t move away and continued to stand his ground, glancing up at him, “Yeah, you do that. And you need to grow up!” She said before passing a soft smile at his stupid claims and how he addressed her as if she was some character from the TV show.<br><br>She leaned back when he moved aside to allow her to watch the show. “What the?...” she murmured when the guy quickly rushed into his room, wondering what he was doing. Though, she assumed he remembered doing something that he had to do. What happened next was something she didn’t even imagine for it to happen. He came down with a cape around him, diving into this character role he was trying so hard to portray in front of her.<br><br>She couldn’t help but burst into a laughter, “What the hell are you doing?” She said covering her smile. “You are so silly…now cut the act and relax.” She said to the young man who was so hyper and full of energy. Something that was lacking in men her age, including her husband who was a few years older than her. “Greetings…not get out of the way…” she pushed him aside but he stood his ground again, “Get me a gun or a knife and we shall decide once and for all if you are really invincible.” She smirked at him, nodding no, “I won’t tell you that I have a Supergirl costume. Because I don’t.” She claimed as she watched him stand in front of her, posing in a superhero pose, “The only way I’d believe is if you actually fly out of here, making a hole in that ceiling.” She challenged him, “Cut the crap…we both know you’re not some superhero. You wish you can be!” She pulled his leg, chuckling at his silliness, staying put for now as he did entertain her. Though, it a little silly. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Neighbor: Friend or Foe?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheLegionary</strong> on <strong>01-03-2017, 18:45:28</strong>
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				A burst of laughter was exactly what Jeff expected from Siyah. For a moment, he played the serious man, but immediately after he bursted into laughter too.&nbsp; <strong>"Now you know my secret, I cannot let you walk out"</strong>, he said as he came back from his ripped flexing position to his naturally muscular torso. He was so confident about himself that making a girl laugh would not shake her opinion about his dominant attitude. On the contrary, Jeff deemed it to be a display of unshakable confidence, the kind of attitude a woman looking for an extramarital relationship would need from the alpha sweeping her feet off ground. He knew how much to play and look fool before jumping onto the prey.<br><br>That was not going to take long.<br><br>As Siyah pushed him aside, this time Jeffrey did not fight back and allowed her to move him out of her sight. His eyes clearly examined her and examined that her gaze was always on him, never on Super Girl. He smirked as he felt there was more than reciprocity at the moment. Instead of stopping as she commanded, Jeffrey continued to toy with the gorgeous Indian woman, passing his red cape over her head and distracting her further. Just like a cat toying with its meal. <strong>"Are you using your x-ray to watch Super Girl?"</strong>, Jeffrey asked as he laid on the couch next to her. <br><br>The couch was large enough to allow Jeffrey to stay away from Siyah. However, he did not want to stay far.<br><br>He stretched his right arm above her and laid his hand on her left shoulder. At first, Jeffrey would not do any further move - he was just testing the water to see how fast he could go. Of course, he would set the pace, but it was always good to see if the girl was in the same vibe. There was little doubt about her intentions - Siyah might not want to tell him openly, but her body longed for being with his, Jeffrey could almost smell it. Why would she come to his home, seat on the couch, laugh with him and let him touch her body? 
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Neighbor: Friend or Foe?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>whtbitch4u2own</strong> on <strong>05-03-2017, 17:51:24</strong>
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				The young man was being a goofball, something she found it funny and laughed out loud. Her laugh was just as addicting, he'd find as she watched him play serious before bursting into a laughter himself. "I don't need to walk out of here to tell your secret. I can just do so from my post, send a tweet to news channels." With him acting childish, her option about him hadn't changed one bit. She still saw him as someone who was very much serious in his studies as well as work out. The college he was attending and his strong physique was a proof of that.<br><br>Siyah wasn't considering him to be a subject of interest for her to have an extramarital relationship with. That's because she wasn't really looking for such a relationship or a person, let alone considering him anything but a friend that made her laugh. Was he reading into this wrong OR was she reading herself wrong? Whatever the case, she pushed him aside and he moved away, her gaze moving to the screen and then back at him. It was hard to watch the show he invited her in to watch.<br><br>It was not hard to understand that the guy rather do anything but watch the show when she was present. She'd officially given up on it and would rather put it off until she's home and have some time to watch the show. She waved his cape off her head, brushing her hair back in place as she nudged him when he plopped down next to her. "No...no x-ray. My simple gaze is just enough..." She said and threw her head back, finding his arm behind her and his hand on her shoulder.<br><br>She didn't bother shoving it off, instead, she eased back and looked up to the ceiling. She admired his body but that was not the same as longing for being with his. He might have been reading too much into this but if she knew, she would clear things up a bit. Perhaps, she didn't see it that way and won't until he really takes her. For now, she saw him as a friend and nothing else. She looked back to the clock and let out a sigh, "Yeah, I should go back home. Have to finish up cooking and cleaning. You can survive on junk but I can't." She said patting is thigh, leaning forward to actually stand up, only to look down her shoulders at him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Neighbor: Friend or Foe?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheLegionary</strong> on <strong>14-03-2017, 22:39:17</strong>
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				Jeff realized her relaxing on his arms and he counted that as another small victory. She was pretending to play hard, maybe she was not admitting what she wanted. He was offering to her something a woman like Siyah would hardly have - a night with a man in his full virility. He could force it into her, but he was not that kind of person. As her body laid on his arm, Jeff just allowed himself to relax and laid his head against hers. He remained quiet for a while, when Supergil came back and let her watch. At the same time, he increased the body contact, exploring erogenous areas common to most females - he used his forefinger to explore the waves of her earlobe in a casual way. <br><br>As Siyah turned to himself saying that she had to leave, he kept wearing the same confident smile. He could almost anticipate what her plans were before the words came out of her mouth. Her excuses were weak - all she needed was a good reason to stay longer.<br><br><strong>"Hey, Siyah"</strong>, he showed an indignant face. <strong>"I was having salad when I arrived. No junk food here"</strong>, he said pointing to his 8-pack abs. <strong>"Do you think I would keep my washboard abs if I were having Pizza Hut?"</strong>, he spoke nearly edging the anger. Of course, he did not mean it, but he wanted to show Siyah what he was capable of. In the next moment, after a brief hesitation, he smiled back. <strong>"Don't assume everyone is like your husband"</strong>, he joked, holding her tighter briefly after making a risky assumption. Was it a right move to bring her husband into the game? Comparisons were good and he did not regret it, even though he did not allow her to divagate long about hos impressive Jeff was compared to her husband.<br><br><strong>"I have a proposal. Come to my kitchen and we will cook something together. I am sure you will not find any junk ingredient there"</strong>, he provoked the pretty Indian girl as his hand grabbed the nape of her neck and kept it firmly towards his direction. Their eyes were locked with each other and she could feel his warm breath, as his chest grew after inhaling the air. <strong>"Unless you want to finish Supergirl, Fitness Queen"</strong>, he winked.
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Neighbor: Friend or Foe?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>whtbitch4u2own</strong> on <strong>26-03-2017, 02:23:36</strong>
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				The woman wasn't pretending anything...and definitely wasn't pretending to play hard. Siyah was just being her usual self. She need not feel the need to pretend with him and that's why she was here, as his friend. Their relationship had grown pretty fast from that of neighbors to workout buddies. She had no idea what was outside what was outside of her marriage, hence, no idea of what expect or want. So no, she didn't need to admit that she waned something. He may be offering a night with a man in his full virility, and it's something she may not have but she hardly believe that she'd have to stray away from her marriage to find it. She was happy and fine in her small little world, as of yet.<br><br>Whilst lost in the show, she barely felt the way he maneuvered her earlobe, having her feel relaxed in that moment, with him. Eventually, the show was about to finish and she had realized how much time had passed. She'd already let him know with her expression on her face that it was time for her to leave but this was no goodbye. They were neighbors and can get together anytime, really. When his put on a bright smile while he suggested something, she nodded in response. "Oh? Salad? I am surprised. Well, good for you." She said while running a hand through her hair.<br><br>All the while, she continued to look at him curiously and attentively when he mentioned her husband, "I am not assuming anything. But yeah, even I can have pizza hut more often without worrying about my diet." She said in a matter of factly tone. He need not worry about her husband, for she had already compared them both when it came to fitness. Besides, Jeff was way ahead in the game.<br><br>She smiled softly having heard his proposal and she stood up, straightening her clothes as she smiled down at him, "About that, I will have to take a raincheck on that offer. Besides, if I come over for dinner, I am not looking to cook anything. Everything needs to be prepared and ready. I can take that offer.....but not tonight." She didn't have to just go home and cook for herself, but for the two of them. She noticed that he was coming too close to her and that was also another reason why she wanted to go back to her place, to create some distance. That's when she reached for his wrist and pulled his hand off of her, with a friendly smile on her face, "I would love to but that's also going to have to wait." She said in reference to watching the show, "I have a bunch of chores at home so let's plan for something some other time, yeah?" She said patting his shoulders, turning around to walk away, "I guess I will see ya..." And with that, she'd move towards the door and then out of his house, looking over her shoulders to smile cheekily at him one last time.
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Neighbor: Friend or Foe?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>s6xs6x</strong> on <strong>27-03-2017, 17:06:24</strong>
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				***************************************************************************************<br><br>David had intended to make it home by 5 PM, but just before packing up, his Boss had an urgent report that needed fixing and finalizing before the close of business.&nbsp; He agreed, but wasn't happy about it as he let out a long sigh, all he really wanted to do was get home to his wife and enjoy dinner together. But now it looks like he would have to grab something on the way home, as he would be stuck in the office at least another hour or so.<br><br>He tried calling his wife, but the phone went straight to voicemail.&nbsp; Instead he decided to text her.<br><br><div align="center"><strong>Sorry babe, Boss just asked me to finish up a report and looks like I'm stuck here for another hour maybe two. Be home as soon as I can!</strong></div><br>David opened up the report and combed it for errors, fixing things and running the report over and over till he was convinced it was as accurate as possible.
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Neighbor: Friend or Foe?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheLegionary</strong> on <strong>31-03-2017, 21:20:18</strong>
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				Jeffrey listened to Siyah dictating her terms and conditions for a dinner. He just smiled, making a mental notice he was not willing to comply with, nodded friendly and let her walk away - he appreciated the conquer game as much as what followed, so he faced Siyah's reaction as a new challenge, quite different from the young girls at college. The Indian gazelle seemed to be turning into a tigress, as she was taking the lead of the game. Her behaviour upset him: she could not be toying with him, but Jeffrey conceded that she might not yet be interested in him the same ways as he was interested in her. Her words made him rethink the strategy: from passive, he would need to show Siyah he was leading, not being led. He was the tiger hunting, not the contrary.<br><br>No matter how mature Siyah might look like or want to look like, Jeffrey was the hunter and it would be him to set the playing field for the next match.<br><br>Calmly, the young man accepted the battle was not going to be that easy and climbed the stairs to his study room. Jeffrey sat on his desktop next to the window and decided to study anatomy - this week's lesson was about the lower bones of the body and he had to memorize them all as well as how they connected with muscles and tendons. As he was capable of multitasking, at the same time, he paid attention to all the chores Siyah was doing - in fact, she had not lied about the chores.She turned on the lights of the kitchen, laundry area, then living room and...stayed there. Jeffrey paid attention to the light and realized she was done after some 40 minutes. Then, she laid on the couch - at lest, Jeffrey assumed she was there without doing anything but watching TV.<br><br>What Siayh had not told Jeffrey was that her husband was not coming back that night. <br><br>Jeffrey had no idea that Siyah's husband was working until later. Actually, it was already 9 pm and Jeffrey could not stand the idea that such a woman was there, less than 15 metres away from him, waiting for her husband. As Jeffrey was unaware of the work routine, he had no idea that from time to time, people had to do extra hours. It sounded an absurd to "abandon" such a gorgeous woman at home. After some time, he had already done with his studies that night and Jeffrey decided to make a bold move and set the game in his favour, bringing Siyah to his playing field. He put on a tight white T-shirt, which emphasized his body shape, and grabbed his leather jacket. <br><br>The next moment, Jeffrey was ringing the bell in front of Siyah's house. He had already done it before with some girls - most of times, the girls would come with him, but there were some who would be reluctant: only after a couple of times, they would ride with Jeffrey. Soon would Jeffrey find it out which kind of girl Siyah was. As she opened the door, the Indian beauty saw the young hunky standing in front of her, full of vitality, holding his jacket over his back with a hook and a pink helmet under his other arm.<br><br><strong>"Hi Siyah. I am done with studies tonight, so I thought maybe we could go for a ride... I heard there is a new movie starting tonight in the cinema at the mall"</strong>, Jeffrey spoke as if he had already planned everything.
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Neighbor: Friend or Foe?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>whtbitch4u2own</strong> on <strong>04-04-2017, 17:26:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://www.pinkvilla.com/files/styles/contentpreview/public/deepika_00010.jpg?itok=Geu1GNXY)</div>Jeffrey had allowed her to leave when she told him that she had to go home, cook and do chores before her husband comes home. It was truth for the most part and by the time she’d read the text from her husband, she was already by the door. She felt stupid to turn around and ask him to take him up on his offer. Not just that, she still had to cook for her husband so there was that.<br><br>It was then, Siyah went about her evening, going back to her house and started to prepare for the dinner. She washed the vegetables, cleaned the utensil, put in the laundry and other minor chores that needed doing. She didn’t sit for second until it was later in the evening. She did feel boring to be waiting for him to come home, so she grabbed a plate and sat on the couch to eat while watching something on TV. First, she’d decided that she’d wait for him but her tummy was growling so there was that.<br><br>It wasn’t long after she’d washed her plate and was exiting the kitchen, she heard someone knock on her door. Peeking through the side glassed window, she smiled seeing it was her neighbor. She unlatched the door and swung it open, looking up at the tall hunk and noticed what he had in his hands. The words that followed did clear up her doubts….more like suspicions. <strong>“A ride? On your bike?”</strong> She said and gave him a look of uncertainty, <strong>“I have never…..” </strong>she said to him but also had a look of excitement.<strong> “Movie? Maybe a ride sounds good. Movie? I may not have enough time.” </strong>She said as she shrugged her shoulders,<strong> “I need two minutes. Come in…take a seat.”<br></strong><br>Siyah said to him, letting the door go so he can hold it open while he entered. Taking a walk around to the stairs that looped along the wall to lead upstairs. She wasted no time taking his offer, even though it was only for a ride. It would only be a matter of time when they are out and about when she wouldn’t mind going for a movie either. She did needed to go out more often, alone if her husband wouldn’t take her. She quickly slipped out of her clothes and put on something decent. She knew better to select something that would be fitting to the ride and occasion. It was nothing but casual, yet a slight glamorous. It was nothing but a white pair of jeans, a white top but a floral print jacket. Simple yet cute. She finished accessorizing with herself with a simple eye linger and a lip gloss. She came down the stairs rather quickly, running a hand through her hair, she put on her sandals, <strong>“Ready…when you are! This will work for the bike?” </strong>She asked as she headed over to the door to grab her purse and keys before taking a silly pose. <br>&nbsp;(https://www.pinkvilla.com/files/styles/contentpreview/public/deepika_00009.jpg?itok=fOJy7prk)
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Neighbor: Friend or Foe?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheLegionary</strong> on <strong>06-04-2017, 05:17:10</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcS-2_K6yqC7D-b7sOrU_Ln6H_NsxxBAJrIi8jOp2A80g1HYA7xW)</div>The arrogant Jeffrey knew that Siyah would be coming with him from the onset. The mere fact that she opened the door of her house smiling late in the evening was a sign that half the battle was won. Even before the invitation was made, her gaze on the pink helmet showed that Jeffrey was making a dream come true. Her short questions tried to display some reluctance - after all, Siyah was a married woman and she had to look faithful to her man. What surprised him to a certain extent was how easily she accepted his invitation - she was truly a lioness waiting for her alpha. When Siyah said that she had never ridden a bike, he could see the excitement in her eyes. Jeffrey was elaborating an argument but it was not necessary: in the next moment, she was rushing inside home, changing clothes and coming back.<br><br>Jeffrey did not miss the chance of entering her home. Like a predator, he examined the details of the living room and looked for any sign of his rival. For a moment, he thought it would be amusing to meet him while Siyah is getting ready to ride with him. How would he react? What would Siayh do? Jeffrey pondered and concluded it would not be a good idea - Siyah might close herself and start avoiding Jeffrey. Whoever was married to Siyah, the man was unable to see what a woman he had under his house. Easygoing, active, gorgeous, Siyah was starting to look like the kind of girl Jeffrey would want to have something else than a simple fuck. It was becoming evident that Jeffrey was needed as much as Siyah was desired.<br><br>As the Indian beauty was coming downstairs, Jeffrey was looking at some pictures, sizing up his rival. He was not giving Siyah the impression that he wanted to know about her man and turned away from the pictures. He was leaning against the door when Siyah took the pose in front of Jeffrey: she was everything but silly. Jeffrey smiled back, trying to convey confidence and not to drool a lot. Even though she was dressed discreetly, her killing body could still make every man crane his head. Jeffrey's pride skyrocketed.<br><br><em>“Ready…when you are! This will work for the bike?” </em><br><br><strong>"Siyah, you are the Fitness Queen, you look great always for the bike and the movie"</strong>, Jeffrey said patting her shoulder with the helmet and covering her with the jacket, as if he wanted to pull her closer. <strong>"Come, Siyah. If we do not have much time, I'll need to speed to make most of it. Who knows we are on time for the movie?"</strong>, Jeffrey tilted his head invitingly as he walked towards his green Kawasaki Ninja motorbike. He walked ahead and did not offer her a hand or embrace her - her husband could be arriving and that would be embarrassing. <br><br>The two reached his bike. Jeffrey opened a small compartment under his seat and put on his own helmet. He hopped onto the bike and looked at her. <strong>"Do you need some help, Siyah?"</strong>, Jeffrey asked pretending he did not want to feel her skin. He knew the ride would bring both of them close and there was no need of hurrying. <strong>"Just be careful to adjust the stripes to your size, they do not need to be too tight. After you are done, hope here"</strong>, he said, offering his right hand for her, If Siyah held it, Jeffrey would show his strength to assure her he would take care of her whatever it happened.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Neighbor: Friend or Foe?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>whtbitch4u2own</strong> on <strong>01-05-2017, 18:52:29</strong>
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				The woman behind the door could guess what he intended to ask and even without speaking a word, she may have answered him. However, there was reluctance and it’s not that she had to look faithful to her husband, because she was actually faithful to her husband. His offer was taken kindly and with ease, she accepted it because it came from a friend and not some stranger. He was a friend after all, maybe a man who was wanting more but posing as a friend. Wasn’t this his plan all along? Since day one! To get close to her and strike when least expected?<br><br>It didn’t take long for her to make a decision and she went up to her room to quickly change into something casual. It was not a date, no, and it was only a movie, so some pants and top would do just fine. She yet managed to pull it off with such ease. A car in the driveway would tell Jeffrey if her husband was home. But, he didn’t pay attention to the details outside as he was paying much attention to the inside of her living room. However, he would learn that her husband wasn’t home when she had mentioned he would be around by now. One thing was obvious, if her husband were to be home, she wouldn’t be going out with Jeffrey in the first place so he wouldn’t see much of action, other than a greeting from her husband and nothing else. <br><br>She prompted as she came down the stairs and smiled when he complimented in return. With that, they wasted no time and were out of her house soon after. She locked up the front door while he went ahead and prepared his bike so they can leave. <strong>”I hope we can make it on time,”</strong> She said as she put on the helmet and nodded no, <strong>”I think I got it. Thanks.”</strong> She said and walked past him to the back as she prepared to hop onto the bike, not taking his hand as she was in full control of herself. Eventually, the bike roared and she laughed, <strong>”I am excited! Come on now, let’s get there on time, without you getting us killed or getting pulled over by a cop!”</strong> She teased him a bit as she brought her hands to his waist but not grip him there tightly as they were still in the neighborhood. She didn’t even think like that; it’s just that the ride was still smooth and the speed limit was still 25 going out of their street. Eventually, she grip him tightly and her chest would push into his back as he’d pick up speed. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Neighbor: Friend or Foe?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheLegionary</strong> on <strong>02-05-2017, 01:45:27</strong>
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				Jeffrey realized that Siyah did not take his hand and smiled inside his helmet, as his both hands went for the motorcycle handlebars. His confidence stood unshaken as he waited for Siyah to hop and adjust - clearly, she had never ridden a bike and his right foot helped her to position her sight side and then he did the same with the left side. His help would have been good, but the pride Indian woman did not want to. By then, Jeffrey had already learned that it was good to give Siyah some room for the female to breathe, but not that much - whoever was Siyah's husband, he had made a terrible mistake by being too absent. Mature women above the 30s, the legends say, are unsatisfiable.<br><br>Maybe Siyah was just struggling against her basic, inner instincts. Her excited voice did not hide what she was feeling. It was almost an once in a lifetime experience - most people would never had the pleasure of feeling a powerful motor roaring under their groins.<br><br><strong>"A cop?"</strong>, Jeffrey laughed scornfully. <strong>"He will not be fast enough"</strong>, he added sarcastically. <strong>"Do not be afraid, Fitness Queen. You must lay against my body, it helps to give stability and makes you feel safer. Hold me tight and you will be safe, right?"</strong>, Jeffrey explained and waited for some acknowledge. Decided to make Siyah's first time unforgettable, Jeffrey turned on the engine and made it roar as loud as possible. The entire bike vibrated in a way which momentarily reminded the orgasm coming from the groin. Form that moment on, whatever Siyah would say, Jeffrey would not hear. He anticipated though that she would scream and enjoy a lot.<br><br>In a matter of seconds, the Kawasaki Ninja was speeding at 50 miles per hour in their lane. <strong>"I love the wind on my body, dont you?"</strong>, he teased her as he felt her hands gripping his body firmly&nbsp; and her nipples on his back. Fear? Confidence? Admiration? Jeffrey could not yet tell it. He released the handlebars and stretched his arms horizontally, clothlining the wind for a couple of seconds as the motorbike continued its trajectory ahead, approaching the highway in less than 30 seconds, which would normally take 5 minutes or so, if driven by any carefull man like Siyah's husband.
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Neighbor: Friend or Foe?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>whtbitch4u2own</strong> on <strong>12-05-2017, 16:34:31</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(http://static.filmfare.com/photogallery/2013/May/deepika_1_1368509553.jpg)</div>Though a housewife, she liked to think of herself as an independent woman herself. Having had graduated with a nice degree in Accounting, she can go work at the company she’d interned anytime she wanted to. Such thoughts and behavior oozed out of her plenty of time, recently when he offered his hand and she managed to without taking his hand. It was no biggie though. It was only a hop on the bike, not some maintain climbing.<br><br>Siyah wasn’t trying to hide anything, but just acting on her natural instincts. She was excited and she had no shame in expressing that. A few cousins of her had bikes and she always wanted to ride with them, though an opportunity never presented itself. Now that Jeffrey insisted, she was looking forward to it.<br><br>“Yeah, we need not break any laws. Let me correct it. You can break them, just don’t get caught, that’s all,” she said and held him tightly, not wanting to fall off a speeding bike. The wind was amazing and the openness was quite welcoming. This was way much different than a ride in a car. Before they knew, they were on a highway and the wind gushed so fast. Making small talk was out of question but when they arrived at the theatre, she jumped off of it and unstrapped the helmet before handing it back to him, “It was amazing. Now, when are you going to let me ride it?” The woman joked as she fixed her coat and top, pulling up her pants at last. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: New Neighbor: Friend or Foe?</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheLegionary</strong> on <strong>13-05-2017, 15:01:21</strong>
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				<strong>"Alpha males never get caught. Dont worry. That is for the loosers"</strong>, Jeffrey shouted at Siyah, so that she could hear inside her helmet in spite of the noise of the wind and his bike's motor. He reached the highway and rode at 120 miles per hour in less than 5 seconds - he knew that Siyah had never got that fast in a car - an accountant would never do that. All the time, Jeffrey showed why he was so arrogantly confident: without much effort, he kept the bike steady and safe. He was in charge all the time in spite of the danger. Siah's hands were holding tight but Jeffrey could say she was unafraid of the adventure. He smiled to himself, knowing that the woman should be a wild cat in bed. From that moment on, Jeffrey would double his efforts to conquer Siyah, he thought to himself.<br><br>Before Jeffrey could help her to dismount the bike, Siah showed that her serious work out was paying up. Differently from all the other girls who waited for him to help them to hop off, with no difficulty, she raised her toned legs and landed graciously on the walkway. It was her time to show off and he actually with grace. They were friends and he held her helmet without taking out his own. Jeffrey did not look at her adjusting herself - he had to lock the helmets and the bike. Even so, with the corner of his eyes, he realized that she was adjusting her cloths. <strong>"Next time, wear something skintight like my leather suit. It is more comfortable and it does not roll up as your pants"</strong>, he laughed casually in a tone which carried no reprimand but just a sincere advice.<br><br>Then, Jeffrey dismounted his Kawasaki Ninja and started to think about the next steps. Which movies would they be watching? In reality, he had no idea what was going on. He quickly spotted at one of the outdoors behind Siyah - she could not see it - and came out with an idea.<br><br><strong>"Do you like Alfred Hitchcock?"</strong>, Jeffrey asked casually as he opened the compartment to put Siyah's pink helmet. <strong>"I heard there is a digital version of the movie"</strong>, he added wondering whether Siyah was more the action move or the intellectual girl. Smart women were even a greater challenge and prize to his eyes. After locking his and her helmet, he stretched his right hand towards the nape of her neck and used his thumb to press it. <strong>"You will be riding soon if you want, Siyah. You liked the adventure and I cannot feel any tension...well, you are the Fitness Queen, after all. The sky is your limit"</strong>, he kept the pressure as he stared at her eyes with a smile,as if he were testing the water for a bolder move.
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