Wicked Neighbor (2 page)

He grabbed the lawn mower from the shed, carrying it
through his house, and set it up. Taking a long swallow of his cool soda, he
got started on cutting the grass. He’d never been domesticated in his life.
When he moved to this quiet neighborhood he had every intention of paying
someone to come and do his garden. Now, just because he didn’t like to see his
mousy neighbor struggling, he did it, regularly, without a shirt. It was
pitiful of him to even think of getting involved with her.

Within the hour he finished his lawn before moving
over to hers. He was about to fire up the lawnmower when her door opened.

“Hey,” she said. She held a frosted glass in her hand.
“I just heard on the news that it’s particularly hot today.” He couldn’t keep
his gaze off her. She’d changed out of her conservative clothes and was now
wearing a thin camisole top, along with a pair of shorts that came to her knee.

The way she walked toward him, he saw the outline of
her beautiful body perfectly.

“Here, I don’t want you to get dehydrated.”

He took the drink from her hands without breaking eye
contact. “What is it?”

“Homemade
lemonade.
I hope that’s okay. I don’t like the shop bought
stuff.”

Tipping the glass back, he took a long drink. It was
sweet, refreshing, and a little tart at the same time.

“I like it.”

She smiled. “I’m glad.”

Her smile did something to him. His stomach knotted,
and he found he couldn’t look away from her.

“Well, erm, I’m going to go back inside. Let me know
if you want more to drink.” As quickly as that, she was gone. He didn’t like
watching her leave, but the view of her ass was perfect.

What was it about Charlotte that he kept coming back
for more? Was it the way she wouldn’t look him in the eye for any length of
time?
The softness of her body?
The blonde he’d sent
home that morning had large, plastic tits. He could play with them all day long
with her moaning in the right places, but they were
fake
.
From the look of Charlotte’s tits they were all natural. They jiggled with each
step she took, and his cock had already started to swell at the sight of her.

She had large tits, submissive tendencies, and a
sweetness about her all rolled into one package. Charlotte was like a little
Dominant’s dream.

Not my dream.

She’s my mousy next door neighbor who barely speaks to me.

He finished off his drink, putting the glass off to
one side. Bryan started mowing the lawn. He moved down one line, and on the way
back he watched Charlotte move out of the house. She didn’t look his way as she
carried a pitcher in her hand. Each of her movements was precise, bending down
to pick the glass up. She inhaled one of the red blooms of her roses, smiling
as she stood. There was a red tint to her cheeks but other than that, no clear
sign of what she was thinking.

Her body really did look soft and inviting. He’d
gladly love to explore every inch of her curves. She was bigger than any of the
women he usually had. She was easily a size sixteen, maybe even bigger, not
that he was an expert on women’s sizes.

What? What the fuck is going on in my head?

I love them slender, tight, and brainless.

Brandie hadn’t been brainless. He’d picked her up at
the gym he liked to attend twice a week.

She didn’t have much to say other than agreeing with
him. Ever since he joined the gym he’d noticed her eyes on him. He made her
wait for his attention, earn it.

If he made every single woman earn his attention, why
was
he
the one trying to get
Charlotte’s attention?

She put the glass down on a pavement slab in the
corner before heading back inside. Not once did she look his way. Clicking his
tongue, he finished mowing up the lawn before taking a sip.

Watching her house, he wondered what she did for a
living. She rarely left her home, and yet she didn’t seem to be struggling.
He’d seen her go out for groceries, which stopped him thinking she was
agoraphobic, suffering a fear of the outdoors.

Finishing off the drink, he did something different
today. He knocked on her door, waiting for her to open it.

“Hello,” she said. She stared back at him. “Would you
like another drink?”

“Actually, I was wondering if you’d like your back
yard done. I’ve finished the front, and I’ll be doing my back in a moment.”

“Oh, would you do that? There’s not a lot around the
back, but if you want to do it, I don’t mind.”

“Sure. I’ll be around in a moment. Is your gate
unlocked?” he asked.

“Yes, it is.”

“I’ll see you in a moment.”

He handed her the glass, going to his piece of
machinery.

What the hell are you doing, Bryan? Are you looking to get into some
kind of trouble?

Charlotte was his reserved neighbor, and he needed to
remember that. Getting involved with her would be a big mistake. He liked
fucking whoever he wanted without answering to anyone. Bryan knew at a young
age he’d never be a one woman man. Not even to this day could a woman keep him
satisfied for longer than a few fucks at a time.

Every woman who came through his door knew the score.
They knew not to expect anything from him other than a good time. He didn’t
fall in love or make promises he couldn’t keep.

There was no way his mousy neighbor would know how to
handle a guy like him. She was like Susan, into settling down and having kids. No,
he wouldn’t think any more of Charlotte even if his dick kept getting hard
around her.

Chapter Two

Charlotte finished
spiraling
the last of her brown locks and blew out a breath as she stared at her
reflection. She didn’t feel sexy in the deep blue cocktail dress. Standing up,
she smoothed a hand over her abundant curves, hoping she didn’t look too big.
Daniel was a player. She wasn’t a fool and knew he didn’t live like a monk.

“Are you ready?” Susan asked, walking upstairs.

Her friend and neighbor had been waiting for her. The
kids were being babysat by the local teenager that could in fact be trusted
with young children.

“Yes, I’m ready.” She turned to see Susan entering the
room. “How do I look?”

“You look great. Daniel is one lucky guy. There’s
something I’ve got to tell you—” Susan stopped talking to bite her lip.

“What is it?”

“Erm, you know what it’s nothing. Just forget I ever
said anything. Everything is going to be fine.” Susan smiled, but it didn’t
quite reach her eyes.

“What’s going on?”

“Nothing.
Nothing is going on, and I’m sure everything is going to be fine.
Tonight is going to be awesome. I promise you.” Susan gripped her hands. “Now,
let’s get out of here before you check your mails and find a reason not to come
tonight.”

Charlotte chuckled. “I promised you I was coming, and
I’m not going to back out or back down. I’m coming.” She shook her head,
reaching down to grab her purse. “I’m not a stick in the mud.”

“I know you like sticking around home though.”

“There’s nothing wrong with loving your work.”

“I get that, but you’re young and you’ve got to get a
guy for yourself. I want you to be as happy as I am.”

“I don’t think that’s going to happen, but a girl can
dream.” She followed Susan, locking her home up as she went toward the car. Michael
was already waiting for them. Climbing in the back behind him, she settled down
in the car.

“Daniel’s going to meet us there,” Michael said.

Nodding, Charlotte sat back in the seat, staring at
her house as they moved away. She really would love to be back at home with a
good book, a mug of hot chocolate, and maybe some music playing in the
background. Instead, she was going to meet a man she didn’t really know for a
date. Her friends owed her after this.

Susan and Michael were talking about the coming week’s
activities, and she tuned them out. The last thing she wanted to do was
listen
to her married friend’s life.

The ride didn’t last long enough for Charlotte. They
were pulling into the restaurant way too soon.

“Daniel’s really looking forward to seeing you again.”

“Wow, Daniel sounds like he has really missed me.” She
tried not to sound sarcastic, but the way they looked at her, she figured she
failed.

Daniel was okay if you liked talking nonstop about
work. She loved her work, but she didn’t want to always be talking about it.
When she was with Susan she didn’t talk about it, nor did she with Michael.

Following her friends, she tried not to look around
her to find an easy escape. She hadn’t even taken her cell phone along with
her. Michael and Susan would give her a ride home when it was over. There was
no way she was going to go home with Daniel.

They were shown to their table, and she saw Daniel was
already there.

“Charlotte, it’s great to see you,” he said, getting
up to press a kiss to her cheek.

“It’s nice to see you again.” She turned her head to
the side.

Daniel pulled out a chair for her. Taking a seat, she
smiled at him as he pushed her back to the table. Michael did the same to Susan,
and Charlotte noticed there were two more chairs waiting to be filled.

“Will others be joining us?” she asked, pointing
opposite her.

“Yes, I invited a friend and he’s bringing a date,” Michael
said, taking a sip of the water glass.

“Right.”
She looked at Susan, but her friend looked elsewhere. Okay, something
clearly was going on. “Is it someone you know?” she asked, turning to Daniel.

“I know him, but he’s not my friend. In fact I thought
you—”

“Wow, they serve chicken parmesan here, honey. Do you
see this, Charlotte?
The chicken parmesan.
Isn’t that
your favorite?” Susan pointed down at the menu.

“Yeah, I like it.”

“Are we ordering already?” Daniel asked.

“What?” Charlotte mouthed the words to Susan.

All she got was a shake of the head.

This was really confusing to her. Picking up her water
glass, she took a sip of water, while glancing around the restaurant.

“I’m pleased Susan could convince you to come out
tonight. I know you’re always busy.”

“I heard you’d just recently come back from Europe.
How was it?” she asked.

“Fantastic. Expansion is always a tricky business, but
meeting likeminded people is always a pleasure.”

She nodded.

“England was always raining. I tell you I spent most
of the time soaking wet.”

Charlotte smiled, wishing she’d not been put next to
him. Who were the other two people coming? She couldn’t recall Susan mentioning
other people stopping by for dinner.

“So, Daniel, will you be sticking around for a while?”
Susan asked.

“Yes. I won’t be going away for some time now.”

“Sounds amazing, doesn’t it, Charlotte?”

“It sounds like you’re going to have a lot of time on
your hands. Is there anything you’re looking forward to doing?” she asked.

“I’m going to get up to speed on everything going on
at the office …”

Work, work, work.

The last time she’d met him at the barbeque, she’d
faked an interest in him. He’d talked about work all the
time,
and she didn’t have to try to think about talking herself. There was nothing
worse than trying to hold a conversation when she really didn’t want to.

“I’m not late, am I, Michael?” Bryan said, approaching
the table.

Charlotte almost choked on her water as she saw her
next door neighbor. He had another blonde on his arm, only this time it looked
like she was a natural blonde.

“No, not at
all.”

Michael stood up, leaning over to shake Bryan’s hand.
Daniel did the same, and she watched the men exchange glances as they shook his
hands. It wasn’t just a normal handshake either. There was a challenge going on
between the two men.

Daniel pulled away first.

“This is Lillian,” Bryan said.

Lillian looked like an advert for a fitness center.

“It’s lovely to meet you, Lillian,” Daniel said. “What
do you do for a living?”

Charlotte smiled at the newcomers while also avoiding
Bryan’s eyes. What was it about him that she struggled to look him in the eye?

“I own a fitness center. It’s where Bryan and I first
met.” Lillian sat down before Bryan did.

Everyone made their introductions.

“So, you live next door to Charlotte?” Daniel asked.

“I do.”

“He’s on my left side,” Charlotte said, finally
looking up to see Bryan looking at her.

She pushed some of her hair off her shoulder to try to
do something with her hands. If she’d known that Bryan was going to be here
she’d have found an excuse not to come.

“Ah, well you’re one lucky guy.”

If the earth could just open up and swallow her, she’d
be very happy right now.

“I am. She’s a great neighbor.”

Daniel was being way too attentive, and she didn’t
like it.

Picking up the menu from in front of her, she started
to look through the items as they all talked.

“So, Charlotte, what do you do?” Lillian asked,
dragging her back into the conversation.

“Erm, I’m a website designer.” She wasn’t about to
tell them everything she did. The moment she talked about her covers, everyone
asked what publishers she worked for. Then she’d be asked about manuscripts and
everything else.

“
Wow, that
sounds great.”
Lillian pulled a card out of her purse. “Our fitness center needs a bit more
flair,
and I’ve been trying to find someone to do the work.”

She took the card. “You’ve not seen any of my
designs.”

“I know, but if you get your portfolio ready, I’ll be
happy to take a look.”

“Okay, I’ll see you sometime next week.”

Sliding the card into her purse, she excused herself
to powder her nose.

Entering the bathroom, she turned to see Susan had
followed her.

“I thought you said it was going to be a quaint little
affair with the four of us.” She folded her arms over her chest.

“It was. Michael went to see Bryan the other day and
invited him.”

“And it just slipped your mind to tell me. You know I
don’t get on well with him.” She pointed toward the door.

“Actually, we’ve only talked about the fact we think
he’s hot. We’ve not said anything else about him.”

“I barely talk to him when I have to.”

“If I’d told you he was coming you’d have found some
excuse not to come. I want you here, and so does Daniel.” Susan bounced on her
feet. “Please, don’t let Bryan’s presence spoil our fun.”

Putting her palm to her forehead, Charlotte glared at
her friend. “You’re not being fair.”

“You’re here, and Lillian seems nice. Please, give it
a chance.”

“Fine, but you owe me, and I’m talking more than
pumpkin rolls.”

Susan put her hands up in surrender. “Fine, fine, I’ll
do whatever it takes to make it up to you.”

Blowing out a breath, she nodded. “We better go back.”

****

Bryan smirked as he watched Susan follow Charlotte.

“That’s your mousy little neighbor?” Lillian asked in
a lowered voice. Michael and Daniel were talking to each other. He didn’t like
the way Daniel was looking toward Charlotte.

“That’s her.”

“She looks so tasty. I’d love to have her underneath
me.”

Lillian was his bisexual friend. They’d shared many
women together, but he didn’t like the possessive feeling that came over him.
“Charlotte’s not like that.”

“No? I think that woman would surprise you. Something
is locked up tight inside her. I’d love to get her tied down with her legs
spread open. I bet her pussy would be so creamy.” Lillian licked her lips.

Her words were not helping his state of arousal.

“We’re not here to pick a woman up.”

“Charlotte’s not just any woman to you. She’s
something.”

Sipping his wine, he glanced to his friend. Lillian
was a great friend. He’d helped her with her fitness center, and he got free
membership for his help.

“She’s nothing.”

“So, if I was to lure her to the dark side, you wouldn’t
have a problem?”

The denial was on his lips, but he couldn’t bring
himself to say otherwise. Gritting his teeth, he wondered how long Charlotte
and Susan would be.

“
It’s
okay, Bryan. I’ll keep
my hands off.” She tapped his arm.

Before he could say anything more, both women
returned, taking a seat. The blue dress on Charlotte brought out the dark brown
of her eyes and the paleness of her skin. She’d go a nice red really easily.
Her ringlet curls showed him how long her hair actually was.

He imagined easily wrapping her hair around his fist.

“Bryan, I’d stop thinking that way if I was you.”
Lillian leaned on him, putting her hand to his cock. He was hard as fucking
rock. “Someone might notice this.”

Cupping her hand, he placed it on his thigh smiling across
the table. Charlotte had finally turned her pretty eyes onto him. He lifted his
glass, and she averted her gaze once again.

Bryan didn’t understand why he wanted her gaze on him
so damn badly.

Conversation picked up, and he noticed she only
answered when she needed to. The waiter came to take their orders.

Any enthusiasm Charlotte showed had vanished. Susan
looked worried as her gaze kept going to Charlotte. Daniel tried to draw her
out, talking about his work, and her own.

Didn’t any of them see that she was bored?

Daniel bored her, but he also made her uncomfortable.

Their food came, and Bryan couldn’t take his eyes off Charlotte.
She cut into the chicken, taking a bite. Her lips were lovely and full.

“You’re drooling,” Lillian said.

“Shut up.” He had steak and potatoes for the night.
Lillian had a woman waiting back at her place for her. It was one of the
reasons why he’d asked for Lillian to go with him tonight. Brandie was becoming
too attached. She’d called and texted him throughout the week. He was pulling
back from the other woman until she got the message that nothing else was going
to happen.