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My Neighbor Helps Me Celebrate My New Job With A Lap Dance

katebriggswrites 9-11 minutes 6/13/2022

photo: SexArt

EROTICA | LAP DANCE | SEX WITH A STRANGER

“Are you going to strip for me, Leo?” she asks.

I’m still on a high from being given a promotion at work. When I get home, I call my buddy Jay to let him know that soon I’ll be moving out of this tiny apartment and into a true bachelor pad — like his.

When I’m off the phone, I jump in the shower and wash off the grime from the commute home on the subway. With one towel wrapped around my waist and another in my hand, I tell Alexa to turn up the music and dance around the apartment while I rub my hair dry. It’s Thursday, but I feel like I should go out and celebrate. I’ll have to wait until tomorrow.

I execute a pretty wicked spin in the center of my living room, then whip the towel off from around my waist, holding both towels up in the air. When I open my eyes, I’m facing the window and I realize that my blinds are wide open and the woman across the way is standing at her window, watching the show.

Normally, I’m confident in my dick size, but women usually see it when it’s hard. As embarrassment heats me from the chest to my ears, there’s no way I’m even half hard.

I take a deep breath. I’m going to be moving. I’ll never see her again, so I brazen it out. I shrug and wave. She laughs and waves back.

Instead of covering myself up, I toss the towels high in the air like my graduation cap when I graduated from college. She tosses her head back, laughing harder.

I’m close enough to appreciate the curve of her neck and the fact that she’s not much more covered than I am. She’s in a little tank top and shorts. Her curly hair shifts over her shoulders as she continues to giggle. I wish I could hear what it sounded like.

I tilt my head sideways as I move closer to the window. I’m not even sure the window opens, so I might be in for further embarrassment if I try and nothing happens, but I unlock the latch and push up. It takes three tries, but I finally get it to budge. Once I have my fingers under the frame, I shove it up with a loud squeak.

I motion to her to open her window as well. There’s only a small alley between our buildings, so I have a very clear view of her now. She’s maybe ten feet away. She lifts her window.

“Nice performance,” she says.

“I’m sad I didn’t get to hear you laugh.”

My comment seems to surprise her. I’m still naked, but my lower half is hidden by the wall. It’s a good thing too because I’m starting to get hard. As soon as she opened the window, the cool air blew her tank top against her skin and I watch as her nipples peak under her top.

A giggle slips out into the icy air. I see her breath puff out along with it.

“Do another dance. I might laugh again,” she says.

“If you’re going to laugh at me, you should do it to my face.”

“Isn’t that what I was doing?”

“I meant here. Come over here and laugh at me.”

Something flickers in her eyes. I hope its interest. She’s seen me naked, but definitely not at my best. She bites her lower lip as she considers my offer.

“It’s pretty cold outside.”

“It’s not that cold if you throw on a coat and some boots. I can almost reach out and touch you across the alley. It’s just a few steps from your building to mine.”

She’s quiet for a moment and I’m afraid I’ve lost her. Then she says, “What’s your apartment number?”

I give it to her immediately and she closes her window. With a wave, she walks away. I watch as she takes a coat and some boots from her closet and puts them on.

Her coming over doesn’t guarantee that I’m going to get even luckier today, but I rush through my apartment tidying up, anyway. If I leave underwear on the floor in my bedroom, that’s when she’ll want to see it.

I’m like a whirlwind blowing through my apartment, cleaning rather than destroying. I pull on a pair of sweats, so I at least attempt to be decent and not broadcast how much I hope she’ll want to get naked along with me this time. I’m just pulling them up over my ass when there’s a knock at the door. Excitement bubbles in my stomach.

“Hi,” she says with a shy smile when I open the door.

“Hey. I’m Leo.”

“Quinn.”

“Come on in, Quinn.”

She steps over the threshold and kicks off her boots, but leaves her coat on. I don’t know if she’s gotten shy or if that’s a signal that she’s not staying long.

“Can I take your jacket?”

She hesitates for a moment, then nods and unzips her coat, slips it off and hands it to me. I can’t even dim my smile as I go to hang it up.

“We don’t have to do anything in particular. I just wanted to be able to talk to you in the warmth of my apartment.”

“That’s too bad,” she says.

“Why?”

“You said you were going to dance for me.”

I laugh. If she really wants me to… “Did you want me naked like before, or in my sweats?”

Her smile turns a little wicked. “Naked, please.”

“It might be a little different this time. With you here, I’m going to be hard as a rock.”

“Promise?” She looks down my body and sure enough, my dick twitches to life.

“I might need a little inspiration. Why don’t you sit down?”

Quinn unzips her hoodie and lets it fall off her shoulder, catching it before it slides to the ground and tossing it onto the back of one of my dining chairs. She perches on the arm of the sofa and gives me a ‘go ahead’ motion with her hand.

“Are you going to strip for me, Leo?” she asks.

This is by far the weirdest and also hottest situation I’ve ever found myself in. I change the song to something sexier. I’ve never stripped before, but I’m willing to give it a shot if I have any chance of getting her naked.

I start to swing my hips as I spin in a circle. I try to twerk, but I’m not sure I’m getting enough jiggle in my ass, especially when Quinn starts to giggle. But then her palms slide up the back of my thighs.

“I wish I had some ones to tuck into your waistband,” she says.

“I’m not sure I’d get a lot of tips with these moves.”

She laughs. “The moves might need some work, but the body itself would get you the big bucks.”

That surprises me, so I turn to face her. “Really?” I know I’m not ugly, but ‘the big bucks’?

She bites her lower lip as she nods.

“Maybe you should show me some moves.”

She stands from her perch on the sofa. When I turn to keep my eyes on her, she pushes me down on the couch cushion and starts to move her hips in a way that has my dick perking up from half-hard to fully erect.

“You’ve done this before,” I say when she swivels and sways like a pro.

“I take pole dancing classes at my gym.”

“Your gym has pole dancing as a class?”

Her only answer is to smirk at me over her shoulder. Her face is gorgeous, don’t get me wrong, but it can only hold my attention for a second because her hips are doing things I didn’t even know hips could do. Fuck.

She backs up, her ass moving closer and closer until she squats over me, rubbing herself up my thighs. How did I get so lucky?

I hold her hips, trying to both support her so she’ll stay where she’s at, but also to feel her up. When she lifts her arms over her head and sways to the beat of the music, her shirt lifts. Her skin is warm and soft under my hands, so I slide them upward.

My fingers slip under her shirt, higher and higher until I cup her and her stiff nipples press against my palms. When I pluck the stiff tips, her ass presses harder against me, giving my cock the pressure it’s begging for.

“I’ve never had a lap dance,” I admit.

“You won’t be able to say that now.”

She squats even lower, grinding herself hard against me. I keep one hand on her breast, but dip the other down to her hip. I grip her tightly, pulling her harder against me as I rock my hips up. I clench my ass cheeks and lift myself off the sofa with every thrust.

My dick slips into that perfect crevice of her ass. I’m enveloped by warmth and even more friction. We work against each other, in opposing directions, and yet that helps us work together. I feel a warm tingle in my balls.

“Fuck,” I groan. “You’re going to make me come in my pants.”

“That’s the idea. It is a lap dance, after all.”

I take that as permission and grip both her hips hard, using it as leverage to thrust hard and fast until heat bursts from my balls to the tip of my erection. My back arches. Pleasure skitters up my spine to explode in my brain. My body jerks against her back as I spurt against my sweats.

Then I collapse back on the sofa and Quinn falls into my lap. I’m panting, trying to suck in air as she turns and straddles me.

“I took care of you,” she says. “Are you going to take care of me?”

I smile as turn us. “I’ll make you a deal,” I say as I let her fall onto her back across the sofa cushions. “I’ll make you come with my mouth, then we’ll move this to the bedroom and see if we can come at the same time.”

She smiles up at me as she pushes her shorts and panties off. “Deal.”

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