A few weeks later, I came home from work quite late and again the office light was on. My flat-mate was away visiting her boyfriend in London and I ha... been felling pretty horny all day. I have a few regular fuck buddies I can call when I'm in the mood, but to be honest, while I was in the mood for fucking them; I wasn't in the mood for their company. I put my work bag down and had a quick shower, before pouring glass of wine and heading outside for a smoke. The woman downstairs was watching. She would give you the shirt off her back and probably her panties as well.I love to watch Trixie taking it from behind and I like to look at her face trying to figure out if she is getting it in the front or the back. She has this cute little way of begging with her eyes when her sphincter is getting stretched back there. It is almost like she is pleading to get some respite but I know how much she likes it like that and it is all an act to get a big tip.We decided to take a week off earlier. I took it off and tossed it into a corner before I went to wash.She followed as I undressed and took the cloth from me. She wet it and washed me gently and smiled as she stroked my hard cock. She set the cloth down and pulled me towards my bed. The whole time she had been with me she had not spoken. She pushed me into bed and straddled me and lifted to position my cock.She pushed down and wiggled as my thick cock stretched her tight pussy. She sighed and shifted before she closed her eyes and. I made sure it was warmed and not hot. Hate to have been burned for my stupidity. She was just sitting there. I think she is starting to get used to this. No cant be, its only day two. Then again Stockholm syndrome doesn’t have an exact time line.She sat and ate quietly not looking at me. She had the sheets covering herself up as if I have not seen her in all her glory already.“Lower the sheet so I can see you.” I had told her,She looked up at me with a puzzled look and just sat there for a.