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My name is Chidera I’m 27 and I stay in a quiet duplex in Lekki Phase 1 The living room windows of my flat and the next flat face each other across a small compound so once the curtains are open and the lights are on you can literally see everything happening inside.

Tonight I came back from work very restless. My body was on fire I needed to t*uch myself badly I pull*d off my jeans and sat on the couch we*ring only a small white vest and a very thin baby pink lace p*nt that was already w*t. I opened my l*gs wid* and started rubbing myself slowly through the lac*, enjoying every second That was when I look*d up and saw Aunty Sarah, my neighbour. She’s older maybe 34 or 35, tall and fine and she’s married to another woman Chloe who is also very beautiful. Sarah had come out to her patio in just a sports br* and leggings to call their dog. She bent to pick something, then she froze. She saw me Any normal person would have jumped up and closed the curtains. Me I couldn’t move. My eyes met hers across the compound and something inside me said  continue I slipped my hand inside the l*ce p*nt and started circling my cl*t properly st*ring straight at her I saw her mouth open small and she whispere*d something like Jesus that I could almost hear through the gl@ss She didn’t move. She just leaned against her door frame, folded her arms, and watched me like she was st*rving. That look alone push*d me over. I c*me so h*rd my legs were sh*king my wh0le body j*rking, and I never looked away from her eyes.

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When I finally caught my br*ath Sarah gave me the slowe$t, wickedes&t smile I have ever seen, lick*d her bottom lip once, and walked back inside Now I’m sitting here, heart be*ting loud, half excited, half afraid. Chloe is such a sweet woman I don’t want to spoil their marriage. But another part of me is already imagining Sarah knocking on my door tomorrow night with a bottle of red wine and that same hungry look.

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I don’t know whether I should pray she forgets everything or pray she remembers every second.

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