your neighbor and friend Lisa

I gulp in shock, heart beating like a jack-hammer. Was the woman that was going to dominate me my quirky neighbor and buddy for the past 5 years? I did know that she was very experimental and promiscuos as far as sex was concerned, swinged both ways and always game for a safe no-strings-attached buddy fuck from time to time, but I never imagined her to be a dominatrix.

I stare at her like an idiot, re-evaluting her. Her slim figure was kept in shape by her work as a dancer and the sexcapades with numerous partners both men and women. She wore her blonde hair in a cute but practical ponytail and looking a little disheveled, she is dressed like she just returned from the gym.

"Hey Raj, just dropping by to pick up my 'le tigre' cd."

"You-u-ur 'le tigre' cd?" You stammer.

"Oh don't tell me you lost it!" She pushes her way past me, her well-fitting sports bra brushing against my arm. I slowly begin to recover, partly becuase I was mistaken and partly becuase I am distracted by her tight shashaying ass in those work-out shorts.

"You're dressed nice," she says, turning around and maybe catching you looking, "Expecting company?"

"That's right, so pick up your cd and get out of here." you retort.

"Now don't be nasty! Not nervous, are you, you Don Juan!" She teased.

Then in typical Lisa-fashion, she makes herself home. "I'll just get myself some water." She undoes her sports bra and drops her duffel bag, "God, I'm bushed. That physical trainer gives me a harder workout pounding my pussy then I ever got on those damn tread-mills."

She turns to me in profile and i see her beautiful fruit shaped breast cappe with those wide rose nipples, jutting out.

"You like cream-pies, don't you? The stud filled me up good and I haven't had a chance to shower yet."

She turns to face you, slowly runs her fingers over her hard belly. One hand rises and plays with her breasts and other toys with her waist before slipping inside. "What do you say, Raj?"