The Neighbor

Michael walked outside and saw his nextdoor neighbor, Pamela Kostas stretching before her morning walk. Pamela was divorced with no children and a total hottie, but cold and aloof. Michael walked over, and Pamela, wearing black jogging pants and black cropped top shirt.

"What?" she said bluntly.

Michael resisted the urge to roll his eyes. "Pamela...."

"That's Ms Kostas," she said.

"Fine, Ms Kostas, believe me when I tell you to listen to me."

"Fine, what do you have to say?"

"Believe me when I tell you you are fine with whatever I tell you and whatever I say."

"OK, I guess that's OK."

"Believe me when I tell you your breast size is 32F, and your hips and butt are 48 inches around."

Pamela's body changed.

"Yeah, so you like ogling my curves?"

"Please believe me when I tell you you can only orgasm if you have sex with men between the age of 17 and 22, and only if they fuck you up the ass, cum on your tits, or cum on your face, and believe me when I tell you you are a nymphomaniac and shameless exhibitionist."