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Shhhhhhhhh" she said looking at me almost hypnotically.

Without a word she reached into both my pockets, and her hands grasped around my keys.

She gasped. "Well... what have we here?"

I opened my mouth but her other hand came up and a finger was placed over it.

"I told you, shhhhhhh" she said somewhat irritated as her other hand brought the keys up to my face. She looked at them, then glanced back at me. She slowly found the key to my apartment and slid it off, staring at me the entire time like a mother who found her son stealing cake from the fridge. She looked over to the derelict laundry chute in between our apartments, an amenity no one in the building had used for years, then back at me with a new expression... a somewhat mischievous one.

Without even looking she tossed my only key into my apartment over and down into the dark, empty abyss.

"Ooops" she said innocently, "I guess you really don't have your key..."

My mouth was open, and I was staring at her like a deer in the headlights. She had broken my lie and had a very clear image of what was going on. Her reaction was as one might anticipate it be given the build up and obvious tension between us, but still caught me off guard.

"...And it's far too late at night to make poor old Mr. Jones come up here and let you in..." she continued innocently.

I was absolutely speechless. Despite us becoming close over the past few weeks, Doe had never acted like this around me, not even when we were drunk off our asses.

"And I couldn't live with myself if I let my next door neighbor sit out here all night long..." she trailed off, "I guess I'll just HAVE to take you in until the morning..."

Her hands had been on my hips, but she took them off and started sauntering towards her open door.

"Uhhh S-Sure.... I-If that's allright" I said as she gazed at me.

She smiled and leaned on the wall near the apartment I knew I would be going into one way or the other.

"Oh I insist..." she said, beckoning me with a single finger and walking into her apartment.

I looked around and blinked a few times, then grabbed my previously forgotten daypack and followed her.

As I entered into her apartment the classic waft of vanilla and lavender that she loved so much hit me like a ton of bricks. I stopped for a second to look at all of the things I had seen already tens of times, then realized I what was going on and looked passed the kitchen into her living space.

She was standing with her back to me in the center of her living room, doing something out of sight. As I walked closer, I couldn't help but stare at her ass, almost angelically formed against the fabric of her pants. As I got lost drinking in the sight of her, she turned her head back, and her smile seemed to widen when she caught me. I quickly glanced up and did the best I could to play it off.

It didn't work, and she giggled and tilted her head slightly at me.

"Its okay... you can look..." she said with a cute, somewhat inviting tone of voice.

I took the opportunity and gazed over the entirety of her body. I could tell she was enjoying it, and watched her sway her ass as she walked to her velvet red couch. She turned and faced me, and crossed her arms, leaning back against the couch.

"So whats been going on John?" she asked

I shrugged and smiled. "I don't know Doe, you tell me."

She narrowed her eyes. "Well you've been a little confused lately around me. I mean, after the other night I can see why. But now here you are locked out at 1:30 in the morning, even though I could have SWORN I heard you walk in, AND it turns out you weren't really locked out at all..."

I shrugged, "Well you were the one who just threw away my keys."

She smiled and took a step toward me.

"Is that it? The fact that you were even outside feigning an unfortunate event is a little odd isn't it. There's nothing bothering you is there?"

She had me. I knew it, she knew it, but I was so keen on teasing as much of it out of her as I could it was impossible not to maintain the ruse.

"No, I don't think so. Why?" I asked

She took another step. "Oh I don't know, I wasn't keeping you up with any noises was I?"

I shrugged. "Nope, not that I can recall..."

Another step.

"Really? Cause there is this one thing I've been doing at the same time every night for the past few weeks..."

Weeks? She had masturbating to me for a couple of weeks?

"Oh... well what might that be?" I asked nonchalantly.

She giggled and took a final step until she was a foot away from me. "You don't know?"

I shrugged and looked at her as calmly and as coolly as possible.

"No idea..."

She continued staring at me. "You're a good actor John, I'll give you that. But there is no way a person in your position would be taking the clues I'm giving you and acting the way you are now."

I looked at her powerfully, almost arrogantly. "Guess I'm abnormal then..."

She smiled coyly and took a step back. "I guess so..."

It was silent for a moment, we stared at each, mentally daring the other to make another move. It was like a complicated game of sexual mind chess. I couldn't tell if she had me in check or I her.

Whatever the case was, she decided to take a turn.

"Well, do you want to know what I was doing?" she asked, staring me down, begging me to answer.

I shrugged "Sure, if you REALLY want to tell me."

I saw a gleam in her eye, and her smile grew, "I really do..." She took my hand, much to my apparent surprise.

"I was masturbating." She said almost too simply.

I was a little shocked by her crassness. "Uhhhh what?"

"You heard exactly what I said John and you know it..." she said, a nasty smirk on her face.

I took the news as innocently as I imagined myself doing had I not already known exactly what she told me.

"Well... okay"

She took my other hand, and looked up at me "And I was thinking about you."

Again, I already knew that. But I put on a flattered and embarrassed look.

"Really?" I said.

She nodded, and pulled me back until I was pushing her into the couch.

"But you already knew that." She said matter-of-factly.

I nodded "Well... yeah..."

She put on a cute face and kept holding our hands together.

"And you know the real reason you made me stop these past few nights..."

I looked at her puzzled. "You... never finished?"

"Nope, and it was so good too, I felt great." She purred into my ear.

I smirked. "Well, I'm sorry I deprived you of your pleasure Doe."

She laughed once. "Oh, I'm sure you can find some way to repay me, after all..." she let go of one of my hands and ran a finger over the pelvic region of my pants. "... you told me you've gone four years without sex... you weren't lying then were you?"

The sultry smooth way her words glided to my ear blinded me to all else, and I couldn't help but break under her mental vice.

"Actually... it's been around five..." I said quietly, basking in the feeling of her single finger making me hard as a rock in my pants.

She gasped and looked at me with mock disapproval. "Oh John... you poor... little thing..."

I felt her boobs press tighter against my chest, and her arm reach around my back and pull me closer to her. My face and lips were mere centimeters from hers.

"Well," she continued, "the real reason I stopped is because I didn't want to give you TOO much of a show to listen to. I needed to be sure that when an opportunity like tonight popped up, you would be just perfect."

I breathed out hard and looked back down at her sweet, loving face staring back at me.

"That's a little manipulative wouldn't you say?" I shot down to her.

She smiled knowingly, "Oh, I think you're going to find out how manipulative I can be when I need someone John. I'm almost like a predator..." she ran her fingers up my chest, "stalking my prey, making him suffer, and then I take him back to my nest and eat him."

This was a fun game, I had to admit. I was playing the role of defenseless schoolboy and she was almost like, as she said, some kind of predatory animal. I normally wasn't the submissive one in a relationship, but her little "have you in my grip" act was really turning me on. And after years without sex of any kind, getting into the pants of a girl like Doe was well worth the momentary lapse in testosterone. I did however, want to show that the side I was showing wasn't my only one.

"You seem quite eager to be the predator in a relationship Doe." I said confidently.

She breathed out heavily onto me, almost turned on by my words.

"Oh I love it, having a cute..." she ran her hands over my face and through my hair "and innocent man that I can twist and bend until he's mine."

She twisted around and nestled herself in my arms, wrapping them over her and resting herself in my shadow.

"And then, after I've caught him, he can hold me..." she swayed back and forth in my arms "...protect me... nurture me..." she leaned up and put her head side by side with mine "...make love to me."

I scoffed slightly and kept my eyes forward. "You seem to have this all figured out."

She unwrapped herself from me and stood back in front of me, hands interlaced with mine.

"I had a few weeks to think it up." She said grinning at me.

"Well," I said looking at her with new vigor "I think you'll find some guys can turn a little predatorial themselves when they've got a sweet loving girl to protect and nurture."

That seemed to ignite something inside of her, because at that moment, it was if I had just made her day. She pulled me to her, ground her body against mine, and looked up at me like I could have just taken her right then and there.

"So John, got a little predator in you?" she asked sultrily.

At that moment, the best idea popped into my head.

I leaned forward until our lips were inches from each other.

"Woof. Woof."

She brought her lips forward and met mine. In an instant I felt all of the tension and build up between the two of us start to ooze out of us as we began exploring each other. She put her hands on my cheeks, holding my face to hers. I put my arms on her waist and pulled my body against hers. She immediately responded by grinding into me once and wrapping her legs around my waist. I continued to kiss and nibble at her lips, then picked her up and held her in my arms. She clung to me with her legs and wrapped her arms around my neck. I started walking towards the path I knew led to her bedroom.

As I carried her into the darkened hall, I stopped and pinned her against the wall to focus another attack on her neck. She took the opportunity and lifted her thin shirt off.

She was, as I had previously thought, not wearing a bra.

I stared at her beautiful perky breasts that I had seen pictures of so many times, but now had right in front of me. It was almost surreal.

She sensed my approval and smiled at me. She held tight to my neck.

"Do you like them?"

I looked up at her, and kissed her briefly. "I guess things really do look better in real life then in the pictures..."

She giggled. "I thought that was usually the other way around...."

I looked at her again. "Not tonight" and ran my lips across the peaks of her tits, generously licking each nipple as they grazed my mouth. Doe leaned her head against the wall and moaned slightly as I worked on her cleavage.

"Oh my god" she said quietly "it's been so long since they've been treated this nice."

I leaned up and kissed her neck. "Well, I'm glad to be the giving them treatment."

She giggled and we continued to kiss. I pulled her back from the wall and kept walking into her bedroom, which was emitting a small glow into the hall.

As we walked in I felt her start to pull off my shirt. I raised my arms and helped her, then set her down onto the bed. She continued to kiss me and undid my pants, then pulled me on top of her.

"Oh god John!" she squealed as I started working my way down her body, planting kisses and small licks on every inch of skin I found.

I slowly travelled past her tight stomach, kissing it and inhaling her slight sexy musk as I got closer to her pelvis. As I reached her waistline, I felt her hands grazing over my head and running through my hair. I kissed her thin pants over her pussy and slowly slid them down out of my way. I felt her legs rise and pulled them all the way off. She was, of course, not wearing panties, and the same gorgeous, shaven vagina I had seen in pictures was now right in front of me. And I wasn't going to waste the opportunity. I kissed her upper thighs and just above her slit, making her tighten her grip on my head.

"Oh shit John," she breathed "this is so much better than just laying her every night thinking about you..."

I looked up at her. "Funny, I was just thinking the exact same thing..."

She grinned at me. "I wouldn't be surprised sweetie, now make me cum for you..."

"My pleasure..." I said before dropping back to her sweet, slightly damp clit.

I started a few light licks and frolics across and up her slit, making her shudder and groan out while squeezing my head. I moved down and started gently working my tongue into her pussy, letting it glide past her lips and spread them open. I thrusted my tongue around the edges of her chamber, then pulled it out and twisted it to the side, going in and out of her at a steady pace. I looked up to see her eyes staring down at me in pure ecstasy. She wrapped her legs around my back and locked my head in place, continuing to coo and moan her pleasurable approval.

"Oh fuck... yes... yes... right there John... right there" she whined as I teased her clit.

I placed my lips at the top of her slit and kissed as hard as possible, sucking up the small amount of juice she had been leaking out onto my face. I took another few quick licks and continued my job of pushing her lips open with my tongue, making her get a little louder. I felt her body twitch and shiver a little more as I quickened my pace.

"Holy shit! Fuck!" she groaned through gritted teeth "God your pretty damn good at that John. What have you been doing these last five years?"

I looked up at her "Studying..."

She smiled and bit her lower lip. "Well, maybe you need to show me more of your hard work..."

I leaned back down and gave her now swollen clit a few more teasing licks, then fought her hands and brought my face back up to hers.

"What are you doing?" she asked.

I smiled and placed my hand over her pussy, slowly rubbing.

"Finishing the job..."

She almost jumped as I touched her, and I felt her cling to me more as I rubbed her up and down at an almost easy pace. She kept our foreheads locked together and shut her eyes, breathing hard against my lips.

"Oh god! John how are you doing this?" she asked astounded.

At this point everything I did I couldn't even justify. Whatever I was doing seemed to be working like a charm to her, and I wasn't about to stop by saying I was just thinking it up as I went along.

"Magic Doe.... Pure and simple magic" I whispered to her.

She shuddered again. "Must be... because I have never had a guy do this to me as well as you..."

That ignited some serious self esteem, and my confidence shot through the roof.

I readjusted my grip on her, then slowly ran my fingers up into her. She gasped and I felt another full body shiver as I got deeper and deeper.

"What's the matter?" I teased "It cold in here or what?"

She moaned louder and I felt a huge smile cross her face. "I'm about to cum that's what."

I felt my fingers speed up slightly almost by themselves. I leaned down and kissed her neck, and felt her press into me more.

"Oh fuck yes! Sweetie I'm gonna cum!" Doe moaned to me.

I worked my lips up the side of her face and quickened the pace of which I was fingering her. I could feel and hear her juices flowing around my fingers, keeping the passage in and out of her slick and smooth.

"God you're so beautiful I can't believe this is happening..." I whispered into her ear.

She opened her eyes and looked at me, almost like a lost child that had just found her mother or father.

"I can't believe it either..."

I leaned down and kissed her, holding my lips against hers as her body began bucking and writhing with greater intensity beneath me. I pulled away and her moans filled the air.

"Oh fuck John I'm about to cum! Keep going sweetie please!"

I kept going all right. As her face gave away the signs of her approaching the peak of her orgasm, I leaned down and suckled on her left boob, grazing my tongue around and over her nipple.

"Oh fuck yes! Fuck John I'm cumming!" she yelled out as her body bucked again and again underneath me.

Her juices came flowing out onto and over my fingers, sliding down my hand and onto her perfectly smooth upper legs. I kept my mouth latched onto her tit the entire time. She pulled and tugged my hair, holding on for dear life as she came all over my fingers.

"Ohhhhh fuck! Fuck! Fuck! FUCK!" she yelled as her orgasm continued to consume her.

I could feel her chest heaving below me, and her legs were so tightly clung to me I had her lifted off the bed slightly, giving her more room to writhe uncontrollably in my arms.

As she calmed down, I gracefully set her down and took my mouth off her boob, then moved to the right one and suckled on it, staring up at her gorgeous flushed face. She opened her eyes and glanced down at me with the cutest smile I had ever seen. I pulled my head off of her breast and leaned up to kiss her. She happily returned it and wrapped her arms around my waist.

I pulled back and smiled down at her. "You seemed to enjoy that..."

She tilted her head. "Well, you did interrupt me the last few times I tried to do it by myself..."

I snickered "I'm sorry, did I give you blue balls?"

She giggled back at me. "Yeah, and unlike with you men I can't just jerk off for five minutes and get rid of it."

I raised an eyebrow "Oh really?"

She scoffed "Yes really, I bet I could get you to cum in half the time it took you to make me."

I looked down at her unbelieving, even though my mind told me she was probably right.

"Oh you think so?" I leaned down and kissed her "Is that a challenge?"

She grinned at me almost seductively and glanced down at my hard member still trapped in my underwear.

"Depends... you wanna make bets?" she asked sinisterly.

I returned the maniacal smile. "Sure. What did you have in mind?"

She pursed her lips and looked around, scanning the dim room for something. I watched her intently. She stopped as she glanced into her open closet, then licked her upper lip and looked back at me.

"All right, how about this: You remember that galleria opening I'm attending next month?"

I thought back in haste to our previous conversations and remembered her snide remarks about how I should escort her.

"Yeah, are you saying my reward is to wait a month then go with you to an event?"

She laughed and held my cheek. "No... although I'll keep that idea in mind."

I just rolled my eyes.

"No," she said again, "What I was thinking was, if you win then you get a sneak peak at the dress I'm thinking of wearing to it." I pondered the thought "But I haven't seen that dress, so how do I know it'll be worth the effort?"

She giggled and kissed my nose "Trust me John, from the way you looked at me the other day, I'm sure you'll love it..."

I nodded "And if I lose?"

She looked around again and clicked her tongue a few times, then turned to me again with an almost evil smile.

"If you lose, then you have to watch me do my entire thirty minute naked yoga routine..." she leaned closer "and you can't touch yourself..."

I scoffed and sucked my teeth.

"Really?"