Chapter 24 Poseidon's Staff: My Sexy Neigbour (1)
What was his name again?
I simply didn't care!
Anyway, the guts of him infuriated me. Tell me, how does he find it enjoyable to cause mayhem to someone's daily sleep?
Every morning at 6:45, my neighbor would find it pleasurable to let his dogs out through the back door. Their annoying barks would stir me up from sleep, waking me up. One morning I decided to go to the window which was adjacent to his window and yell at him. But I soon fell silent when I noticed that my new neighbor was hot and also nude.
His window was opened so that I could catch a full view of his body. I rubbed my eyes, disbelieving what was happening.
Was he aware that he was bare to the world? Well, not obviously to the world. That would simply mean an exaggeration, but his window was directly facing mine!
My eyes stared at his broad shoulders, strong biceps, and fierce, taunt bums. I felt a lazy throb between my legs, waking up the very need I'd squashed. The fact that I'd decided to become celibate was when temptations were rising high.
I slowly wished he would turn around so I could catch sight of his gracious front and perhaps have it stamped to my head.
No, don't judge me, please. I was usually not the type to get turned up by a man's body. But his body was top-notch, like that of a model. Was he an athlete? I was darn curious about him as he applied some lotion to his thick thigh.
Suddenly, he wrenched his head my way as if he'd known someone was watching him. I simply didn't feel my heartbeat in that split second, but my hand reacted to his piercing gaze. I pushed my fabric cotton to cover my window while I held my heart in my hand.
Did he see me? I asked myself.
Maybe, he hadn't seen me, I objected. With a little flip of the side of the cotton, I threw a peer. His daunting gaze still hovered at my window, while he stood hands akimbo.
Fuck.
He knew I was staring at him. I fell back on my bed, hoping the image of him would evaporate. My breath was hitched and I could feel myself aching for a need to be quenched.
I was never this of a pervert but it had been way too long since I had a man look at me with longing, touch me with an intense passion. Maybe, someone with the exact body of my new neighbor can bring me to the bridge of ecstasy, make my toes curl back from intense desire, and......
I shook my head, snapping out of my pleasurable fantasy. This was stupid of me. I would go about my business and continue to be the celibate being that I was, I told myself.
Katrina's visit to my place only made my yearning for my neighbor worse. She came over to go over our courses which had been taught the previous day.
"I didn't know you had a sexy neighbor," Katrina intoned.
I shrugged. "I only noticed that this morning. I caught him naked...,"
Katrina gasped. "And what did you do?" She interrupted with a question.
"Don't give me such a look, Katrina. What did you expect I'll do? Go over to him and make out?" I scoffed.
"You make it sound like it's something you can't do. Didn't you call your ex one time telling him you were hot and coming over?" She teased me.
My cheeks grew red, and my hands reached out slapping a pillow to her head. "I hate you," I huffed.
"You simply can't hate me, love." She laughed, pushing my pillow from me. "So, I stalked your hot neighbor."
My face blanched white. "Are you crazy? We aren't high school girls anymore. You should be more classy," my brows furrowed.
Katrina eyed me. "Sonia? Why does it sound like you are dying to hear the rest of my story? And don't give me the rest of that boring speech of yours. So, over to my story. I stalked your neighbor and got to know that he's a gym instructor over at the gym in the alley. His name is Poseidon."
"His name is Poseidon?" I inquired.
"Yeah, that was what I said."
His name fitted him perfectly. He was the exact image of the Greek god, given the right contours and molded to the god's explicit image.
"So, I was thinking we go over to the gym and you know," Katrina intoned.
"Don't you have a boyfriend, Katrina?" I was appalled.
"No, not for me. For you.."
I did have a crazy friend. I should have turned down her nonsensical scheme but I was obliged to know how Poseidon would react to me. We began to plan towards it, hoping for it to be implemented.
"Your friend tells me that you have a problem," Poseidon said walking over to me as he brushed his damped hair which had fallen over his forehead.
I wasn't much of a gym person but I'd gone over to the chest press machine, hoping that would do something to my small bosom.
I tried a weak smile as his eyes sought mine. Nervous wrecked, "Em I find this tasking to push," I looked up at him.
"I'll just be over there while I leave you both at it," Katrina put in, then raced over to the bench press machine.
Great! Just when I needed her the most, she scuttled off like a rat chased by a cat.
"Press your back against the padding of the chair, and push the handles out. Don't lock your elbows," Poseidon advised while fixing his eyes on me.
My breath hitched while I shoved with a push. His hand reached out supporting my grip on the handles. I felt a sweet stir in the depths of my tummy.
"Yeah, like that," his voice was husky, tantalizing my body into goosebumps.
"Why do you stare up at my window every morning?" He asked.
My hands froze as I swallowed. With a slow turn of my head, my eyes met his eyes. He was slightly bent so his eyes could be on the same level as me. I couldn't bring myself to utter a word and I was visibly consumed by the sight of him.
If he did know that I looked forward to staring at his body, why then did he play the part of being naked in front of my window?
"I...I never did," I mumbled.
His eyes skated down to my lips. "You're not a good liar," he scoffed, looking back into my eyes.
The mere bounce of his eyes on my face made my pubic mound twitch and squish in pure delight. He was a bad boy making statements that had me coming over the edge.
"Breathe," he noticed, "you'll need that for the push," he added.
I exhaled, pushing the handles. "You know, you could come over to my place if that's fine by you," he s
aid, meeting my eyes again.
He was inviting me to his place! My heart cried. But wouldn't that mean he too would love to fuck me?
With one smile, he winked at me then started towards the others who were beckoning for his attention.