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Creepy neighbor, and a fuck-filled weekend. Downs and ups, I guess..
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Creepy neighbor, and a fuck-filled weekend. Downs and ups, I guess.. Hi again. I wanted to bitch about my creepy neighbor again, but I feel, for some strange reason, I should relate my stories in chronological order..? Why? Why do I have this...compulsion to do so?  You know what? Fuck it. I'll bitch about my creepy neighbor. Then the rest comes later. Or earlier. Ah fuck...you'll figure it out.Late last night, I was sending the girlfriend down to catch a cab back home. We had spent...most part of the day at home, frolicking nude, (and playing dress up for a bit at times) and satisfying most of our sexual desires. I'm really happy with that. Honestly.  Hahaha! Sorry, that was self-indulgent. Anyway, so late last night, after making each other cum for the umpteenth time, she had to leave for the night. So she got dressed, and I threw on a thin light yellow t-shirt and shorts on, and walked her out to the main road to catch a cab. All was good until we got to the ground floor and we bumped into my creepy neighbor and his . I didn't bother looking up at him, but he enthusiastically said hello. The girlfriend replied, and I followed suit. We passed each other and was already walking out when we heard the lift, or elevator, beeping. The girlfriend noticed first, and turned around to look. She then tapped me on the arm and motioned for me to turn around, so I did. And I see him standing there, leering at us. His was already waiting in the lift. So we ignored him and walked on.I walked her all the way out, and she got a cab pretty easy, and I walked back. As I walked back to my block, I look up and notice that there he was, standing by his window, peeping out. He had his lights off, but it's not that dark and I could see his silhouette. (First thought that came to mind was, he best not be wanking off...). I ignored him, walked back and took the lift up. As soon as I pass his house, he opens his door, jumps out and tries to start a conversation. He kept asking how I was, telling me how he's missed seeing me for awhile now, kept asking who that girl was. All the time, he kept licking his lips and stared at my breasts. (I actually think he doesn't realize that he was doing so. Like, subconsciously creepy or something..) He had positioned himself in front of me so I had to get in close to pass him to get to my door. I just told him it was late and I wanted to get back. It was when he didn't move that I raised my voice and told him I really wasn't comfortable that he was standing so close to me. He moved slightly and I got to my door, opened it and noticed that he was running his eyes up and down, and had one of his hand on his crotch. I wanted to tell him that he was disgusting, but couldn't muster up enough energy so I just slammed my door on him and locked up. Blech....eeeewwww On to more pleasant thoughts. Friday night, the girlfriend had invited me to one of her work-related parties. It was held at a pretty fancy club. Seeing how this would have been the first time I was hitting a club after a fairly loooong time, and the first club date, so to speak, I actually bothered rushing home from work, showered, changed, basically, prettied up for it  We talking about fancy underwear, short, backless dress, pumps and all. So, it was on! LOLGot there, met her and the rest of her friends (half of which were so young..and I don't get their need to take selfies every 5 mins...sheesh...but that's not the point ) We got together, she appreciated my effort, and we managed to steal some time to ourselves. Not much, but here and there. Enough to..whet the appetite. Certainly whetted mine. Then she had to drop the ball on me. She told me she couldn't spend the night cos her was back for the weekend, and had wanted to spend time with him. And how the heck can I say anything against that, right? On the flipside, she told me she'd make it up to me by coming over on Saturday and spending the day with me, and she was to be at my complete disposal. Which she did. It was sweet. She even made me lunch  Then she asked if I wanted to do anything, and I told her I had plans to use my strap-on on her on Friday night, and I still did. Mainly cos she told me earlier, when we first started dating, that she had never been fucked with a strap-on. Well, she has now! So yeah, we spent the entire Saturday at home. Very fulfillingly, i might add.Which brings me back to Friday night. After she had left, I called Mr Married. Hey, I WAS all dolled up. WHy waste it right? Felt a little bad that I was using him for company (which wasn't all fun cos he really wasn't into the whole club/dancing thing. But he came along anyway, cos well, he's such a sweetie), which I did. He didn't seem to mind though. And I actually had a pretty good time. In the beginning, he kept teasing me about it, kept saying he's taking one for the team. But he wasn't complaining when he was shooting his load all over me the whole night LOL. Which got me thinking too (oh no..) It WAS a team. Cos he's been my partner for a few years now, and officially, since his divorce last year, we are a couple. It's just now that his girlfriend, well, has a girlfriend. He's still wrapping his head around that one but he's been supportive enough. Think he secretly thinks he has a threesome coming up sometime. LOLOh! And this morning, I was in spin class, and took one of the bikes in front for a change. I almost, always pick one closer to the back, but felt like a little change today. So I took a bike in front, and for the first time, like first time ever, saw myself in the reflection from the mirrors in front. And I realized that exercise tops, aren't really good for spinning, or cycling in general. Most of my exercise top are padded, so I usually go without bra. Regardless, I realized that every time I cycled standing up, my tits were flying all over the place! Like whoa! I've always known that they did when I cycled standing up, but damn! To see it...yeesh. I'm sticking to the back of the class now. No wonder my male friends all keep checking back on me when we do outdoor cycling. Heh... Hope your weekend's going well for you. Thanks for reading
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That's a whirlwind of a weekend!!!!
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You know you really know how to make an old toppie jealous. I was young once too but cant remember having that much fun. But anyway I cant help being curious about a couple of things. Firstly why does Mr Married shoot his load all over you and not inside of you? And secondly while I can appreciate your distaste for your creepy neighbour, would it bother you to know that most likely a lot of blokes here cant help jacking off after reading your exploits here (unfortunately I am too old for that.....there you go, jealous again)? Sir Teezalot WAR IS ABSURD
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That I did, thank you very much (have a really great weekend). As for my neighbor, it was not the first time I screamed at him, cos I've done that a few times before. He had left me alone usually, for a period of time after each of my outbursts, but I honestly don't know if he might not in future. He has his entire family living there too, so I don't know how he can think of his actions as not being inappropriate, but I guess we are all wired differently. SO yea, here's hoping he'll move too. Thanks for popping by
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You might think I was a creepy neighbor to if I lived by you. After getting robbed I check everything all the time now from noises to flashing lights to cars with people sitting in them. Or maybe you might just invite me in? After all It is Rock. LOL!
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You know you really know how to make an old toppie jealous. I was young once too but cant remember having that much fun. But anyway I cant help being curious about a couple of things. Firstly why does Mr Married shoot his load all over you and not inside of you? And secondly while I can appreciate your distaste for your creepy neighbour, would it bother you to know that most likely a lot of blokes here cant help jacking off after reading your exploits here (unfortunately I am too old for that.....there you go, jealous again)? Shiit... Ok, first up, Mr Married shot all over instead of inside cos he's on a bit of a tit fetish. I am pretty sure I know where that's coming from but, hey, don't we all go through some particular....fetish or preference every now and then Second, while i know how some people can be or are creeps, what you do on your own time is, fortunately, your own business. I guess this neighbor of mine creeps me the fuck out. And that, is not a nice feeling
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Maybe you should carry your phone out into the hallway whenever you venture out, so you can snap photos of him leering at you. If he should ask what you're doing, just say that the police asked you to gather evidence and walk away. Take charge. 
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