Go find out

Your stomach growls before you get to ask Margot again who her famous neighbor is. She chuckles and gets up, adjusting her thong. "I'm famished too! I'm going to go fix us some sandwiches. It will just be a few minutes. Come to the kitchen when you're ready."

You wait a few minutes before going back into the house, where you find Margot leaning against the kitchen island, cutting a sandwich in half and serving it on a plate. She hasn't bothered to put on any clothes. She slides the plate over in your direction before proceeding to make herself a sandwich.

As the 2 of you eat, you make small talk and get to know Margot better. She has accepted her situation and is starting to warm up to you. When you're both done, you help to clean up, still prancing around naked yourself.

"So... who's your neighbor?" you ask.

Margot giggles. "I knew you were dying to find out. She's.... interesting. And quite a slut in my opinion. Every time, I see a different guy leaving her place."

You nod, waiting for Margot to go on.

"Come on," she takes you by the hand, leading you back outside to the pool. "Let's see if she's home. I'll introduce you."

Intrigued, you follow her obediently, curious to see where this goes. Oh course, you're aware that Margot is trying to get you interested in someone else, so that she might be rid of you. Together, you walk around the pool to the far end of the property where the tall hedges are. Up close, you see now that there's a small green door well-camouflaged into the tall bushes.

"The previous owner used to own both of these houses. We never lock this door," Margot explains. She doesn't seem to care that the 2 of you are about visit her neighbor naked, bar her tiny black thong.

Once through the door, you see a house that mirrors Margot's from all outward appearances. In a deck chair by the pool is a slim brunette sleeping in the warming afternoon sun. Her face is covered by big sunglasses and a giant sun hat on her head. She's wearing bright teal bikini bottoms, and topless except for a paperback book that's resting open downwards on her huge bosom. It barely covers her, as you're treated to a view of the underside of her breasts.

Margot looks over at you to see if you've recognized the woman. She seems familiar, but you can't quite tell who she is without seeing her face, even though your cock is having a positive reaction.

You follow Margot up to the brunette. Margot clears her throat, "Hey, Emily."

The brunette stirs in the chair, looking up at her two visitors. She doesn't seem at all surprised to see you and Margot, or even at your state of undress. Your cheeks go red as you feel her gaze shift down.

"Hey Margot! Who's this? New boyfriend?" the brunette asks nonchalantly.

"Um... you could say so. This is John," she replies. "He'll be around a lot so I just wanted to introduce you to him."

"Hi... I'm John," you awkwardly offer your hand.

The brunette takes her sunglasses off and shakes your hand, letting the book on her chest fall to the side. In that moment, you see the most glorious pair of breasts you've ever seen, and the beautiful face they belong to.

You can't help yourself but exclaim, "Holy shit! You're Emily Ratajkowski!"