I live in a nice middleclass neighborhood in the Salt Lake City area. Most people have lived here for awhile and there are a few neighbors that I have...good contact with. But somtimes people move out andothers move in. That is where my story starts.One day last summer I was sitting on my deck next to the pool when I heard a large truck pull up at theneighbors behind my house. It was one of those Mayfair moving trucks that you often see on thefreeway.The driver got out and rang the doorbell of. We found ourselves uncontrollably bumping into each other. I didn’t mind. Sonal was as beautiful as anyone I have ever seen. The drinks and the music and the sight of her swaying butt and tits soon left me a leaking dick. My cock was trying to push a way out of my pants. During next song, Sonal was dancing with her back to me. Her hair brushed against my face. Suddenly, she lost her step and she fell into me. I caught her by the waist and pulled her back to her feet. I could feel her full. I had seen him looking at her many times, as well. He was a red-blooded man and it wasn't a crime to look, after all. I once heard some man say he would like to spread her legs open and ride her all night. But he replied to that man that she was happily married and in his view that made her off limits. Such noble and old-fashioned values, is it any wonder that I had fallen madly in love with him?I watched him hurry out and into the building each day and I longed for him to notice me standing. Instead I saw a rather handsome girl sitting alone at a table for four, went there, asked if the seat opposite her was free and sat down when she said yes.After a while I told her that it was my first day at the job and I didn't know if her friends used to have the other seats. To my surprise she replied, "I don't have any friends here." Neither have I, so we are in the same boat then. You too new here?" No."I understood that it wasn't right time for further personal questions so I said some.