A tease

"Hi, I'm Jackson. I live next door. Just wanted to welcome you to the neighborhood."

"Natasha," said the woman. "You can call me Ms Ford."

"Um, OK, Ms. Ford." A little formal, I thought.

"So did your parents send you over?" she asked. She folded her arms under her breasts. That movement drew my eyes to her cleavage. I looked up and saw her looking at me like she knew what she was doing and what I was thinking.

"Like what you see?" she asked.

"Sorry," I muttered. I looked down then back into her smug gaze. "Um my parents are on vacation this summer."

"Home alone, eh?" She asked. "I hope you're not going to have a bunch of little friends over for loud keggers."

Fuck you! I thought. "Um, no, you have nothing to worry about." I cursed myself for being so meek.

"Good," she said. She walked over to a set of built in shelves where a purse was. She picked up the purse and dropped it, and I guessed she did it on purpose because she bent over, giving me a nice view of her taut ass. She looked back quickly and caught me staring at her ass. "Grow up!"

"Sorry," I muttered even though I knew she was flaunting her body. "So do you have any kids?"

"Two, and they live with their father back in Missouri. I will be seeing them on the holidays and later this summer. Now if you're finished ogling my body, I have some things to take care off with the movers."

"OK, Miss Ford, I'll..."

"That's Ms Ford," she said sternly.

"Sorry, Ms Ford."

I turned and left, rolling my eyes as I did. I went back home and found a box on my front porch. It was addressed to "occupant" and had no return address. It was about six inches square. I picked it up and took it inside. I sat on the living room couch and opened the box.