Vegetarians

The first time I met Lori was at the market. She had dazzling green eyes. Her hair was long and blonde. She stepped close beside me at the strawberry stand. Her lips were almost as red as the luscious fruit. Her hair smelled like she had just stepped off of the set of a shampoo commercial. I found myself longing to push my face deep into her blonde curls so I could absorb every ounce of her aroma.

She flashed a big smile at me as if she knew exactly what I was thinking. I knew that we were neighbors. I had known for months, but I could never bring myself to meet her. This was the chance. The conversation just seemed to flow so smooth. We talked about everything. I first noticed her watering her ferns on her patio. I had peered at her apartment across the way several times. I felt naughty...like a spy, but some days my curiosity pulled me to my window like a compulsive need.

I had secretly watched Lori entertain friends. I was always wishing silently to be a part of the atmosphere her parties seemed to bring. The couples were always dancing very close together, and always laughing. I would watch from my dark pedestal as the crowds would thin out in the early morning light. Her bedroom light always popped on just in time for my imagination to take control. I imagined her body moving hard against some female partygoer, but in all reality, instinct old me that she was fucking some guy like a wild exotic animal.

Lori leaned over to choose some of the berries. I watched the way her delicate fingertips traced the greenery around the top of the fruit...the way she picked each one as if it were to be her lifelong friend. We made small talk as we moved through other areas of the produce. She laughed under her breath as she lifted a long cucumber in my direction. " Do you like cucumbers?" she chuckled. I laughed out trying to hide the pulsating going on inside my panties. Her beauty was so astonishing that it took my breath. I hung on ever word, every movement, and felt so comfortable with her.

She placed her selection of veggies in the cart, and we moved on through the store. She hesitated at the dairy section. " Amanda, I have seen you at your window." I almost choked on the gum I was chewing. I didn't know what to say. I was totally busted and there was no way around it. I felt like dropping my items and running from the building like some teased school girl. She looked deep into my eyes. " It's OK Amanda. I really never minded. " The wave of guilt was exhausted by a river of excitement. " I'm sorry Lori. I never meant to invade your space...it's just that you are so...She put her fingers on my lips. " Shhhh don't explain. I know why."

In an instant she returned to shopping like nothing had ever been said. I was completely confused. Here my gorgeous neighbor had just confronted me about being a peeping Tom, and I felt like I was being rewarded for my slight perversion. This could be good. This could be very good. We moved on through the store and headed to the check out. She turned as they bagged her groceries, leaned over close to me and whispered..." Everyone has fantasies Amanda. You did nothing wrong." Her hot breath and her words found a place inside my body and spidered out to every nerve ending. I felt my knees weaken as she smiled and walked out.

I practically skipped back to my apartment. I felt a high that makes everything seem like a skit from a Broadway play. The sun seemed brighter, and everyone that I passed seemed to smile in my direction like I had just won the lottery. I put the groceries away, turned on the stereo, and lounged back on my overstuffed sofa to ponder the meeting. "What did all of this mean?" The idea that I had a slight chance with the beautiful doll across the way was too much. I pushed my running shorts to the side and slid my finger across my swollen clit. Even I couldn't believe how wet I was.

I temporarily relieved the anxious, erotic buildup after a few strokes and slipped off into a deep sleep. When I woke up the room was dark. The CD had been long over and I felt like a new woman. I stumbled into the kitchen for something to drink. The fridge light was the only light in the entire place. The tiles were cold on my feet, and the ice water was soothing as I gulped it down. Moving over to the window I almost spit water everywhere when I realized what was going on at Lori's. She had the shade pulled up and she was swaying alone in her bedroom. The overhead light was bright. That wasn't all that shocking, but the idea that she was completely nude was.

She was flawless. Her creamy skin almost seemed illuminated as she moved around the room. Her firm breasts only jiggled as she bounced to the rhythm of the tune that I imagined to be perhaps some island music by her motion. She looked in my direction and then turned away, as if she knew I was watching again. I watched eagerly as she disappeared momentarily and then returned. I gasped aloud when I realized she had came back with a cucumber. She moved to the bed. My view was so well that I could see the tan lines across her ass.

My breaths became shallow as she positioned herself doggy style on her white comforter. Her ass pointing perfectly in my direction. I felt like this show was arranged just for me. At this point I was quite certain of this. Her room was lit up like a stage. I watched as she reached around with her natural toy. Her legs spread wide. Her pink folds, I imagined were warm and wet with desire. I watched as she slid the tip in. Her back arched as she pushed in more and more. I ached to be there to accompany her in this magical dance. She moved her hands underneath grasping the end with those lovely red feminine nails. I wanted to feel them on my back.

I was compelled to touch myself again as she lowered her head into the blanket and began fucking herself faster. Her body moved up and down. Her cheeks flexing and relaxing with each thrust. I circled my tunnel quicker...deeper. I wouldn't last long and neither would she. I could tell by the way her body shivered that she was having an orgasm. That's all it took for me. We came together...so distant, but yet so close. I watched as she collapsed on the bed. My thighs still shaking with anticipation. I watched as she approached the window and smiled. She motioned me to come over.

I grabbed a bottle of Merlot from the fridge and practically sprinted down the hall...down the steps. I was out of breath by the time I pushed the button as I stepped into the elevator. " Lori's fucking elevator!!!" I thought to myself. She greeted me at the door in a white robe. I immediately shut the door behind me. Our bodies crashed together. My hand moved instantly inside the flap on her warm skin and I pulled her even closer. Our tongues entwined and her lips were all over mine. Her kiss tasted so womanly. Delicious.

I pushed her back on the kitchen table. My body steady against hers. I parted the robe and sat down in the leather rollaway chair. Her feet pressed hard against my shoulder I leaned in to devour my feast. Her pussy was still hot from the friction of her previous encounter. I pushed my long tongue deep inside. She moaned out. Her juices tasted better than anything I had ever put in my mouth before. I pulled her clit gently between my teeth and started flicking my tongue against it faster. I guided two fingers deep inside. Her tunnel was so full of cum that my intrusion forced some out and down into the crack of her shaved ass. I followed it sure not to waste a drop.

Lori had multiples there on the table. We both reached orgasm again on her bed. She fucked me with the same cucumber that I had watched her pussy devour from my "not so secret" hiding place. I shoved her against the wall and took her again with a very happy vegetable. We took each other over and over again. I had more orgasms in this session than any other. Each time she placed her full pouty lips on me I climaxed again. She was so feminine and yet her demeanor was so uninhibited. We met each others appetite with no boundaries. Pleasure was our only mission. We bonded in a matter of hours.

She gave me a final kiss goodnight. The scent of our precious love making still on our bodies...on our breath. I snuggled up close behind her soft, warm, fragile body. I pushed my face deep into her tousled, gold locks. I never wanted the moment to end. I felt complete, satisfied, and proud. I listened as her soft breaths turned into a gentle snore, and then I followed her into sleep.