Bbw Neighbor Novels & Stories

“Oh, my God. Who is that hot guy with Halley? He is gorgeous!” “I know, right?” Carly agreed. “Tall, blond and muscular. Just like I like ‘em.” “I think I know that guy,” Amber said, leaning forward and squinting, like she wasn’t really sure. “I think I’ve seen him at school.” “I know him,” Beth said, anger mingling with nausea as she tried to calm her nerves. Apparently, she hadn’t noticed she wasn’t the only one undergoing a metamorphosis. “He’s my next door neighbor,” she explained. “His name is Ryan Wilson.”

I hid my identity as a Mafia heiress to live a quiet life. I never thought my new neighbors would be the ones to pick a fight they can’t win. I'd just gotten back from the gallery when my phone started blowing up. On the Nextdoor community forum, a woman named Brenda had @'d me. "Hey, penthouse girl. You're single. What do you need a whole rooftop garden for? My husband's throwing a party. We'll be needing it starting tomorrow."

I checked it and it said "Bro, Skylar is back" T.B.C

I said and grandma chuckled. "What?" "You're worried about her? She's a smart girl." I raised my eyebrows when grandma said that. "But still grandma.." I said and at the same time.. I heard the door opened. I turned my head to the door and found Beverly walking in. She's wearing a black nike sports bra and nike shorts. She unplugged her earphones and walked inside. She took off her shoes and when she saw me.. she smiled. My eyes went down to her flat stomach. Her body is full of sweat and I closed my eyes. She does know how to make a man go crazy.

Restless and unfulfilled, I grabbed my smokes and a lighter and headed out to the stairwell for a puff. Just as my hand touched the door to the stairwell, I heard a faint, frantic moaning. At first, I thought it was just a cat in heat. Then, a familiar scent hit me. It was a perfume that immediately made me think of my charming neighbor from next door, Demi Wilson. Every time I ran into her, that sweet, intoxicating scent always arrived first. Then came the flash of a red slip dress or perhaps a bodycon dress, with a neckline plunging incredibly low.

Just like that. Beckett looks away. Back to them. Back to his world. The ache in my chest returns immediately. Sean notices. Of course he notices. He sighs. “You two are weird.” I nearly choke. “What?” Before he can answer, Colt’s voice carries across the hallway. Loud. Too loud. “Yo, Beck. Your neighbor coming to the game Friday?” My stomach immediately tightens. Beckett doesn’t answer. Tyler smirks. “What? Hoodie girl?”

"Such a touching mother-and-son bond. How about your boy watches while we have our fun with you?" He ripped my clothes off, leaving my skin bare. Draven shouted at the top of his lungs, "No! Stop!" Kian grinned as he moved toward Draven. "You wanna see your mom's body?" Draven squeezed his eyes shut, but Kian pried them open with his fingers. Right at that moment, the real estate agent showed up. He took one look at what was happening and stepped back in shock, then pulled out his phone to call 911. The tattooed guys saw him and rushed over to grab the phone.

I would look through the peephole but I'm too short to reach. I pull the door open to find five people on my porch. "Hello. My name is Becca," a short, dark haired woman speaks. She is just beautiful. "This is my husband, Scott and our children. Lisa, Matthew and Brandon. We are the Keaths across the street. It is very nice to meet you. We just came over here to welcome you to the neighbourhood. It is really nice to see a ne--- Damnit, Becca. Your scaring her." Becca speaks but Scott cuts her off. I try not to laugh at the cute little scene. "Would you guys like to come in." I ask politely. They all nod and I move out of the way. I close the door once they are all in and walk them over to th