**The Girl Next Door’s Surprise**

I’d known Nicole since she moved in next door last summer—early twenties, always in tight yoga pants, and with this habit of bending over just a little too long when she picked up her mail. We’d traded small talk here and there, but nothing crazy… until last night.

It was around 11 PM when I heard a knock at my door. I wasn’t expecting anyone, so when I opened it and saw Nicole standing there in nothing but an oversized t-shirt that barely covered her ass, my brain short-circuited for a second.

“Hey,” she said, biting her lip. “My power’s out and I was wondering if I could hang here for a bit?”

“Yeah, of course,” I said, stepping aside. As she walked in, the dim light from my living room caught the curve of her hips, and holy fuck—no panties. The shirt barely covered anything when she moved, giving me flashes of her smooth thighs and the shadow between them.

She plopped down on my couch, crossing one leg over the other, but not before I caught another peek. “Thanks,” she said, tossing her dark hair over one shoulder. “It’s so annoying. I was just about to… well, never mind.”

I sat next to her, trying not to stare. “About to what?”

She smirked, like she knew exactly what I was thinking. Then, without warning, she reached over and ran her hand up my thigh. “You really don’t know?”

I swallowed hard as her fingers inched higher. “Uh… no?”

Nicole laughed softly, then leaned in. “Liar.”

Before I could say anything else, her hand closed around my cock through my sweatpants. I was already half-hard just from looking at her, but feeling her grip me—fuck. My breath hitched as she squeezed, her thumb rubbing the head through the fabric.

“You’ve been staring at me for months,” she whispered, her other hand sliding up my chest. “Now’s your chance to do more than look.”

I didn’t get a chance to answer. In one smooth motion, she pushed me back into the couch and yanked my sweatpants down. My cock sprang free, already leaking at the tip. Nicole licked her lips. “Nice,” she murmured before wrapping her fingers around the base and leaning down.

The second her hot mouth closed over the head, my hips jerked. She moaned like she *loved* it, swirling her tongue around the tip before sinking halfway down my shaft. Fuck, she was good—her lips tight, her tongue pressing hard against the underside. She pulled back, letting my cock pop free, then licked a slow stripe from base to tip before taking me deep again.

“Shit, Nicole—” I groaned, my hands tangling in her hair. She hummed in response, the vibration making me twitch in her mouth.

She pulled off, stroking me with one hand while the other slid between her own legs. “You like watching me suck your cock?” she asked, breathless.

“Hell yes.”

She grinned and dove back down, this time taking me all the way until the tip hit the back of her throat. My fingers tightened in her hair as she gagged a little, then relaxed, bobbing her head faster. Drool dripped down my shaft, making her hand slide smoother as she worked me.

I was close already, my balls tightening. “Nicole, I’m gonna—”

She didn’t stop. Instead, she looked up at me with those fuck-me eyes and took me deeper, sucking hard. That was all it took. I came hard down her throat, my hips bucking as she swallowed every drop.

When she finally pulled off, she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and smirked. “Told you I’d make it worth your while.”

And honestly? I had a feeling this wasn’t the last time my neighbor would come knocking.