My neighbor was Tanya, a beautiful young gym instructor who had recentlyshifted into the apartment opposite to mine. She kept her blonde tressesreally...short, had a sharp perky nose, her lips always looked red and softand she showed ample cleavage to go with her long neck. What captivatedme was her eyes. Big and blue and they literally shone when she smiled.Add to all this an endless pair of legs often shown off in stilettos andshe almost turned me into a stalker. Almost.After a few hellos in. Each time she received the same affectionate response, a groan "Ohhh!", or just some simple words "Fuck yes!". It was like she was receiving a standing ovation of applause for her performance on stage, and my cock was the microphone she was holding.Stopping suddenly, I looked down to see her fingers wrap themselves around my shaft, before her tongue started to work it's magic upon my most sensitive spot. It flicked, ever so sweetly and gently upon the underside of my crowned head, resulting in. ." I let the thought drift off into space. I knew she was thinking exactly the same thing I had implied."You don't really mean..." Yes, I do!" Oh, Grandma! You've got to try him!" the younger woman was holding onto her grandmother's other arm. "That sounds so delicious. If he does it, think how good that would be. If he doesn't, we can throw him out."Slowly the girl's words seemed to soak in while the older woman pressed her hip into my side. Gradually she began to nod."How much more shopping. "I don't hear her... Well, she's a cow. She's learned how to wait!" he told himself, closing the door against the weather again."But I haven't!" he said, wanting to cry, but biting his lower lip instead. Gathering as much of the decorum that had helped make him the senior junior partner in one of the most prestigious law firms in America, he looked around the kitchen. "How do women handle this problem..." ...Besides the obvious. We don't have the obvious!"Oliver Douglas went to the.