The neighbor's usually good for a quick meal. She'd only be a little late to work

Ellie thought about her neighbor in the apartment next to hers. He was a bachelor in his early 30s and was a fairly reliable fallback option, whenever Ellie's friends or dates flaked out on her.

Ellie hadn't really considered how thin the walls of the apartments were, when she first moved in. He'd apparently heard her loudly fucking a few times before he knocked on her door, one day. He asked if she could keep the noise down a bit; something about him working late shifts and being woken up. Ellie hadn't paid too much attention at the time, preoccupied with a sudden wash of urges at seeing the fit man. Naturally, she put on her best apologetic face and asked if sucking his dick would make up for the trouble, and the rest is history.

Ellie quickly finished her drink and got ready for the day. Once she was sufficiently put together, wearing the red polo and black slacks that made up her work uniform, she wasted no time in knocking on her neighbor's door. There was no response, at first, and Ellie's mind drifted to the thought that she still couldn't remember he neighbor's name. Had she ever known?

Ellie knocked again and finally heard a rustling from behind the door. After a while, the door unlocked and pulled back, thumping against the security latch that kept it from opening more than a few inches.

"Hello? Can I help you?" The man's voice was clearly annoyed. He squinted at the light flooding into his dark apartment from the hallway, his hair in a sleepy mess.

"Wanna fuck?~" Ellie asked the question cheerily, clasping her hands together in front of her waist. She smiled and bounced on her toes gently while she waited for a response. Her neighbor made a confused grunt as he **** his eyes open against the light, finally realizing who had woken him up.

"Oh, it's you... Didn't I tell you that I'm usually asleep at this time?" He sounded only slightly less annoyed and didn't wait for a response, closing the door gently to undo the security latch. When he opened the door again, he was standing to the side in a t-shirt and boxers, holding the door for Ellie to enter. "Come on. Don't make a scene in the hallway, again..." He was still rubbing the sleep from his eyes as Ellie took the invitation and walked in, his annoyed chiding doing nothing to wipe the happy smile off her face.

He closed the door behind her and the apartment sank back into darkness. Ellie could hear him scratching at his head and yawn while she waited for her eyes to adjust.

"Little dark, don'tcha think?" Ellie blinked in his general direction once she could make out his silhouette.

"I just said, I was asleep. I gotta wake up for work in a couple hours." He flicked on an overhead light and grunted at the new **** on his eyes. "Aren't you a little over-dressed for a booty call?" He lazily gestured at her uniform as he walked past her to sit on his unmade bed.

Ellie looked down at herself. "Oh, this is just for my job! I have to go to work right after you cum."

He tried to suppress another yawn. With the light on, Ellie could see his cock was already getting hard in his boxers, even if he didn't sound very interested. "That's another thing. Didn't I tell you last time about not making scenes in the hall? I don't need the landlord hearing about you standing outside my door, talking about fucking and cumming..."

Ellie shrugged and sauntered over to the edge of his bed, kneeling down between his knees. "What else am I supposed to call what we do? We fuck and you cum in me~" Ellie smirked as she teased him. Her fingers were already hooking into the waist of his boxers to pull them down.

"God, there's something wrong with you, girl..." He finally started to sound more aroused than annoyed, watching her and lifting his hips so she could get his boxers off.

Ellie's mouth couldn't stop watering once she saw his hard cock directly: the thick ridge running down the underside of his shaft, the way it pulsed in front of her gently. If nothing else, he had a pristine-looking cock that Ellie couldn't resist but suck on. "Yeah, there is..." Ellie responded distractedly, staring at his erection, captivated with her lust for the man. Or, at least, captivated with the imminent promise of having him inside her.