The she-devil next door.

Hello and welcome to my nightmare. I'm a middle aged, hard working father, and a family man. I'm happily married and satisfied with my life and my wife, or so I thought.

You see, recently my morality, my character, and even my sanity have met a challenge. Her name is Kaley. She's a devil. The devil lives next door, drives a Scion, and goes to college.

Two years ago we moved in. A nice little suburban home, two tone vinyl siding, two stories, with a two car garage. My wife, the outgoing one, quickly started making friends, in particular the nice woman next door, Lou Anne Moore. Mrs. Lou Anne claims to have a husband who lives up north, temporarily, at his high paying job while she stays here in their future retirement home, working part time jobs, and taking care of the place. She has become a friend of the family, nearly an aunt to our kids. There was only one problem; her daughter is part succubus.

Not long after we moved in, I was mowing the yard and saw a small green Scion pull up in the neighbors driveway. Out came our neighbor in a cloud of barking dogs and ecstatic cackling running to the driveway to welcome whomever this intruder was pulling up in the drive. This was the moment that forever changed my happy little suburban life into a living hell.

From around the driver's side of the Scion appeared this young devil. She wasn't a supermodel, she wasn't dressed like a stripper with giant tits or a porn star makeover. She wasn't even what I would really call, "pretty." This girl was just cute. Cute in a sexy, fuck the brains out of her and keep her tied to your bed sort of way. I don't know if you can describe the way a girl this age can simply look at you with that,"Hi Daddy!" look and make you jack off ten minutes later. If you've experienced this phenomenon then you know what I mean. This monster was clad in a sorority t-shirt with the usual Greek nonsense, chewing gum, and wearing possibly the tightest pair of yoga pants I have ever witnessed on such a young, shapely pair of legs and firm ass. I could see the outline of most of her feminine anatomy from the bottom of the t-shirt down and I believe that her sorority must ban the use of undergarments. Mrs. Lou Anne yelled and waved to me and said, "Hi, Honey! Come and meet my daughter, Kaley. She's going to be living here!" At this very moment, the newest arrival, who was walking towards me dropped her keys. I swear she smirked at me right before turning around and bending over, straight legged, to retrieve the keys and revealing the two most erection producing upper ass dimples I have ever witnessed peaking out above the low slung yoga pants and her t-shirt which I now believe means, "Cock Tease" in Greek.

"Oops!" She giggled and smirked at me again after righting herself with a bounce. Her and her hips glided over to me and she took my hand, moving in so close that I was looking down into her eyes and I could smell some teenage cosmetic fragrance mixed with what I can only assume to be soul draining demon pheromones. "Nice to meet you," she grinned. Her gummy sweet warm breath and beautiful lips mesmerizing me.

I grinned back, feeling like an idiot teenager, holding her hand, and enjoying this brief moment of lechery. "Very nice." I agreed, then suddenly realized I'd been stretching out the moment a bit too long.

Mrs. Lou Anne didn't seem to notice however and said to me, "Kaley has a few things to carry upstairs, would you mind helping us carry them up to her room?"