Lying in bed, recalling that erotic scene from just a moment ago, I was unable to calm my emotions for a long time. My curiosity and anticipation for the beauty next door grew a bit more.
But not long after lying down, I heard the sound of music coming from next door.
At that moment, I sat up and pricked up my ears to listen carefully.
Not only was there music, but it was also interspersed with the sound of a woman talking.
Could this be for a female broadcaster?
That night, I hardly slept at all, my mind full of that woman's figure, and those tempting moans.
The next morning, when I got up to wash up, I saw an extra person in the living room.
It was the beauty from last night.
She was wearing a loose-fitting top that covered her down to her thighs, revealing a pair of pure white legs, and I couldn't tell if she was wearing safety shorts underneath.
She was drinking milk while looking at her phone.
Seeming to sense something, she glanced my way.
