Continued from Part Six

I decided to call Eric and Bailey first to let them know I recently moved nearby. Bailey was excited and told me so after she grabbed the phone from Eric.

He complained, but to no avail. I lightly scolded her about grabbing the phone away, but I got the same result as Eric.

I asked when they would be able to visit and I heard Eric in the background saying he had to work over the weekend, but the next weekend was good.

Charli was equally happy and asked about the place and the emanates. I told her everything about it and briefly mentioned my neighbors. But I didn’t bring up the woman across the way.

When I asked her when she could come over, she replied she could leave work a little early on Friday. That gave me a couple of days to straighten up some and prepare for a weekend of sex.

Friday afternoon, I arrived home and showered. Charli called to say she would be on her way shortly after she changed clothes and packed a few things.

Charli arrived about two hours after she called, and I met her in the parking lot. She was wearing loose-fitting black pants and a black shirt. When she hugged me, I could feel she wasn’t wearing a bra.

Charli’s C-cup breasts remained firm, and her nipples poked through the fabric of her shirt.

We kissed briefly and I assisted her with bringing the largest of her belongings, a carry-on bag and a couple of other items, to the elevator.

Charli looked around and liked my apartment. She told me I needed some plants and other decorative items. She admired the balcony and the swimming pool.

She said she should have brought something to swim in, and we could lounge by the pool. But for now, the pool could wait.

After Charli relaxed, I drove her to a little Italian restaurant for dinner and drinks.

We chatted about my new job as we ate.

I told her about one or two people who I thought may be jealous of me.  

I said, "I think they applied for the position, also. But I’m not sure how I should handle them.”

Charli took a sip of her wine. “Yes, that stuff happens often. Did you talk to each one alone?”

“No, I talked to the group. I explained my background and experiences. I listed goals and expectations,” I replied.

“Next week, bring each person in and have a chat with them.”

“All of them? There’s twelve people in my group. I’ve met a few of them already, so I had plans to meet the rest,” I replied.

“Sure, spend about ten to fifteen minutes with each of them and do it one on one,” Charli said in between bites of her alfredo.

She continued, “You ask them about their family, if they’re married, experience with the company, and their personal goals.”

Charli smiled and asked if I had chatted with the two troublemakers.

I told her I planned on meeting them in the coming week.

We changed the subject and finished dinner, then returned to my apartment.

Charli had brought a bottle of wine and put it in the refrigerator after she arrived earlier. I’m not a wine drinker, so I settled for beer while Charli had wine.

We sat as close as we could, given the cheap chairs I had on the balcony, chatting over the past, people, and friends.

I brought up a story of Charli’s first attempt to do a flip off a high or three-meter diving board. She landed on her back with a loud splat, and I had to pull her to the side of the pool so she wouldn’t drown.

Charli accused me of “copping a feel” that day.

I tried to defend myself, but I couldn't because I was laughing too hard.

I was working on my fourth beer of the night, and Charli had half her wine bottle empty, when we noticed the apartment light illuminating from the building across the way.

“Watch this,” I said as I leaned in close to Charli.

“What?”

“Just watch the window.”

“What’s going on?”

The woman entered the room and went to her bathroom.

“So, are we going to watch her undress?” Charli laughed.

“More than that. I found out that she’s an exhibitionist about two weeks ago.”

“So, now you’re a peeping tom?” Charli teased.

“I guess, because I’ve only seen her once.”

“Bull.”

“No, seriously. My neighbors told me about her.”

Charli watched as she sipped her wine.

The woman came out of her bathroom dressed in a bathrobe a few minutes later.

“Wow!” Charli teased. “Some show!”

“That might be all we get,” I laughed before finishing my beer.

I got up to put the empty bottles in the trash and before I could return, Charli called out, “Come see!”

When I got to my chair, the woman had a friend with her in the bedroom.

The friend was a brunette woman, similar looking. At first, I thought they could be sisters.

“This could get interesting,” I said as I sat. “Do you think we should watch?”

“Of course we’re going to watch!” Charli teased. “You know, they could look out the window and see us.”

“I’m sure they know people can see them,” I assured her.

The women sat on the edge of the bed, with the host stroking the other’s hair while they talked.

The visitor looked down at the bed, as if she were nervous or something. When she looked up, her host pulled up closer and they kissed.

First, one or two brief kisses, then one long kiss.

Charli stirred some in her chair and took a couple of sips of her wine.

After the women kissed some more, they got up and went to the bathroom.

Charli sighed and finished what she had in her glass. Then she got up and when she returned, her glass was refilled.

“This looks to be an interesting event.” Charli smiled as she sat.

“When I saw her the first time, she had a guy with her,” I explained. “She liked it kinky, I think. The guy was spanking her, and it looked like he wasn’t giving her love taps on her ass.”

“She probably likes that type of thing,” Charli replied, not looking away from the window.

About twenty minutes later, the two women emerged from the bathroom, fully naked. Their hairstyles were similar, as were their facial features, and body types. Only difference I noticed was their breasts.

But I didn’t get to see much of their breasts because they were too close to each other as they kissed or took turns kissing each other’s nipples.

Charli remained quiet, until the host woman got up and turned off the bedroom lights. We couldn’t see them very well on the bed because the bathroom lights remained lit. All we could see were dark silhouettes kissing on the bed.

“So much for that show,” Charli sighed.

I looked at the side of her face as she momentarily pondered the event across the way.

“Would you like to join them?” I teased her.

Charli didn’t answer, but a moment later, she stood and looked at me as she reached out to take my hand.

“We’ll make our own show, come on.” Charli smiled as she pulled me out of my chair.

When we got to my bedroom, Charli went to the window and fully opened the curtains. “You should be neighborly, too!”

Then Charli took off her blouse, exposing her breasts and erect pink nipples to the outside world, then removed her sandals and pants.

Wearing only black thong panties, Charli motioned for me to follow her into the bath.

She turned on the shower, removed the thongs and helped me remove my shirt.

“Must I do everything?” she laughed as she dropped down to remove my pants.

“If you want to,” I teased in response.

We began kissing underneath the cascading water, and I had both hands grabbing Charli’s ass.

For a white woman, Charli has what I say is a black woman’s ass, nice and round, not flat.

And Charli’s breasts and nipples could make her a nice centerfold for any men’s magazines. They poke out, even if she’s not aroused. But when she’s aroused, they stick out more than an average pencil eraser length, by twice.

I don’t think I have to say that I enjoy sucking on them. Charli held the back of my head as I alternated between each nipple.

Charli trimmed her pussy hair into what I’ve heard called a landing strip style, but there was no hair around the rest of her pussy and anus.

Just perfect for eating, in my mind.

After the wet foreplay, we dried off some. Then Charli took my stiff cock in her left hand and gently led me to the bed.

She sat on the edge of the mattress, then stroked my cock while kissing my lower abdomen.

The bedroom lights remained on, and I was sure the neighbors could see, if they were watching.

Charli took my cock into her mouth, softly sucking on it, while one hand gently massaged my balls.

I have a long and wide mirror on a wall nearby and I watched her reflection as she sucked my cock. I must admit watching myself was erotic.

Charli kissed the tip of my cock, then lay back on the mattress. I didn’t have to be told what to do next.

I leaned over her torso and began kissing her nipples.

She loved it when I clenched my teeth lightly on one and tugged on it.

After a moment of nipple play, Charli pushed my head down towards her abdomen. She’s ticklish and of course that gets her wet between her legs.

I learned from her the last time we had sex that she likes being teased sexually but doesn’t enjoy it very long.

I made it to her pussy, and using her fingers, she spread it open to expose her hard clitoris. As I licked and sucked on it, Charli pushed my head into her pussy, holding it tightly there.

When I forced myself to move so I could lick her anus, she relented some. But, as soon as I began anal play, Charli pushed her hips hard into my face and began moaning louder.

She liked that and when I returned to lick her clitoris, I took a finger and pressed on her anus. This drove her a bit wilder and she began to have a series of small orgasms.

When I inserted my finger in her anus, and began to finger fuck it, she let loose.

“Don’t stop!”

Charli let out a loud moan and shoved her hips hard into my face, while shoving my head down with both hands. Her body quivered hard and her legs wrapped tightly around my back.

If I had wanted to stop, Charli wouldn’t have allowed it. She had too much of a grip on me.

Her thighs were tight around my ears, which muffled her moaning and sobs, until she tried to throw me off.

I didn’t stop and Charli had both hands clenching my hair, until I thought I’d end up with bald spots.

Charli relaxed a bit. Then she began to have another series of orgasms and this time I’m pretty sure I lost some hair from my scalp.

When Charli’s orgasms seemed to slow, I stopped and rolled aside of her. She whimpered some, then took my cock in her hands and began to suck on it.

I coaxed her to move over me into a sixty-nine position, and I began to suck on her clit again.

Charli was taking my cock until her nose was pressing on my balls, or she was sucking hard on the end of the tip.

When I began to finger her anus again, she forced her hips hard to my face. I couldn’t do much, so I kept finger fucking her ass while she sucked on my cock as if she was starving.

I didn’t last much longer and as I started to release my load, Charli had half of my cock in her mouth and let me continue.

When I thought I had finished, Charli kept stroking my shaft and sucked on the head, until she was certain that I had no more to give at the time.

When she was satisfied, Charli moved off me and lay beside me and kissed me hard.

I hoped she swallowed it all as she began to kiss me.

She did.

After we composed ourselves, we got up to take a brief shower together.

Under the cascading water, Charli kissed me, then took the soap bar and began to clean me. She took her time, using her soapy hands to massage my torso, back, butt, legs, and arms.

I’d never had a massage before, and this was getting me aroused again.

After she finished, she saw I was erect again as I was rinsing the soap off.

Charli took my cock in her hand and gently stroked it.

Satisfied that it was firm, Charli turned and leaned over for me to move in behind her.

As I began to insert my cock in her wet pussy, Charli tensed a bit, then relaxed as I pushed in slowly and deeper.

With both hands holding onto the faucets and facing the wall of the shower, Charli began moaning as I thrust myself, trying to prevent slipping down.

We managed for a moment or two. Then I whispered we should finish this in the comfort of the bed.

In plain view, we finished what we started in the shower.

Charli leaned up and held onto the headboard, and I was behind her, pushing hard and deep.

I think she hit the side of her face against the wall once or twice.

It didn’t take long for Charli, and I felt her warm juices as she began to have some serious orgasms.

Usually, the second time for me gives me more stamina, but for some reason, Charli’s arousal level was hitting a peak and that in turn aroused me.

We had our orgasms almost at the same time, and if there were neighbors on the other side of the wall, they would know what we were doing.

I forgot about the window, but it didn’t matter anyway. If anyone saw us, then they got a show.

After another brief shower, we straightened the bed and called it a night.