The Girl Next Door by Kim Ashton

 
    The Girl Next Door
     
    by Kim Ashton
     
     
     
    Copyright 2013 Kim Ashton
     
    All Rights Reserved
     
    Book Design by Kim Ashton
    Cover Image – Copyright 2013, Lies Thru a Lens, used under a Creative Commons Attribution License:
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    Matt picked up his keys, giving himself a last glance in the full-length mirror beside the door as he prepared to leave. His thick brown hair was tousled slightly, and with the sparkle in his baby blue eyes he knew the roguish looks he’d been blessed with could charm anyone he wished. The long sleeved black shirt tucked tightly into designer jeans and emphasised his trim waist and firm physique – blessings of the young, perhaps, but he fully intended to make the most of them.
    Yes, tonight was going to be a good night. Good food, a few drinks and a lovely girl who his friend assured him was an animal in bed – just what he was looking for.
    He flipped the lights off and picked up the set of DVDs he’d left lying by the door to remind him to return them as he walked out. Glancing across the road, he noticed with a little relief Ashley’s car was gone, so he wouldn’t have to worry about any casual conversation making him late. He had a key to her house from when they’d exchanged them months ago, allowing them to look after things for each other when necessary, borrow items and return them freely, and unlock the door for one another when they did something stupid and didn’t have their own key. It was a useful arrangement, one that he probably took advantage of a little more than Ashley, seeing as he was more prone to stumble home drunk without a key, but she’d never seemed to mind.
    Walking over there, he contemplated his shy neighbour. She was a nice enough girl, in an unobtrusive, forgettable way, but her inability to hold or initiate much of a conversation made them friendly rather than actual friends. And he was happy to leave it that way, as from the way she’d looked at him a few times, he thought she might be interested in somewhat more with him and having to reject her wouldn’t be nice for either of them. He supposed she could be attractive enough, though not in a striking way, but as pleasant as he found her, he couldn’t picture being with her like that – Ashley didn’t inspire him, and he was looking for more adventure and passion than he could imagine coming from her. She would be what his friends described as ‘wife-material’ which was respectable in and of itself, but he was certainly not looking to settle down and wanted to make the most of his youth and virility. He had plenty more playboy days in him yet. And hopefully tonight will be one of them!
    He smiled at the thought as he slid the key into Ashley’s door and pushed it open, closing it gently and angling for the living room. The living room door was open and he walked through the doorway before glancing up. Matt froze, his mouth opening and eyes almost bugging out of his head as he took in the sight in front of him.
    Ashley lay on the sofa facing the door, legs spread with one angled on the floor for balance, giving him a mouth-wateringly direct view of her pussy. Her body was undulating sensually as she transfixed him with moving a vibrating dildo in and out of her obviously slick and moist labia. Unable to help himself from giving her body a long look, Matt couldn’t believe Ashley looked like this . Without the slightly baggy and unflattering clothes she usually wore to cover it, her slender curves were now clearly evident – the tight, flat stomach led down to softly rounded hips and the breasts that had always seemed small were prominently displayed, nipples full with arousal and inviting a hot, eager mouth. The hair she usually wore tied back in a ponytail or bun was now curling down her body in waves, reaching to her breasts and partially obscuring parts of them, tantalising him further. What he’d always thought mousy and unexciting was now