Seduced by Neighbor wife（Completed)

I was forced to move into this old-fashioned residential building because I couldn't pay the high rent. The walls of the corridor were covered with old advertisements, while the white paint was peeled off or covered with a layer of black footprints, and the handles of the stairs were also covered with rust. With every step on the stairs, a cloud of dust would kick up under my feet. When I went up and down the stairs, I covered my mouth and walked quickly, because I didn't want to stay in such a corridor another second. One day, however, when I walked downstairs, I couldn't help but slow down. In my sight, a woman's figure appeared. It was early summer, and she was wearing a small black vest, which was very short. When she bent over to take out something, she showed her slender waist. Through the underarms of the vest, I could vaguely see her sexy armpit hair and black bra edges. She was wearing a pair of black tights and her hips were particularly upturned in a peach shape. It was said on the Internet that a woman who liked to wear black clothes had a strong sexual demand, and when I saw her, I instantly felt that her body seemed to have the magic power of ecstasy, attracting the original instinctive impulse of men's hearts. She finally took out the key, opened the door and entered the house, and I went downstairs a unhappily, because I was a little disappointed that she had never turned around just now, so I couldn't see her face clearly. Maybe she was an ugly woman. However, with such a figure, even if she was ugly, I thought I could hit on her. The next day, when I got home from work and was about to park my bicycle, I saw the woman on the third floor wheeling her battery car into the garage on the first floor. The so-called garage was just a very narrow space, which could only accommodate one person and one car at a time. She parked her car close to the door, so I could only push my bicycle a little further on my side. When I passed her, she was bending over to lock the battery car, and her plump and proud peach butt was facing me, and I could even vaguely see the edge of her panties through the thin tights. I couldn't help but have a boner.. I was tempted. I was impulsive and accidentally had a close contact with her. My heart beat faster, and I quickly pushed my bicycle inside for fear that she would feel my actions and suddenly get angry. But she didn't seem to notice it, and was still bending over to lock her battery car. Because of her bending over, her peach buttocks were completely raised, making it look more rounded and firmer. Her posture made me think how happy I would be if I could hug her from behind and stick to her right now. There seemed to be a problem with her car lock, so she couldn't fix it for a long time, while I locked my bicycle and looked at her. Through the dim light in the garage, I saw her face clearly. Her skin was very delicate, but it was not the kind of childish baby fat, nor did she have beautiful big eyes in the traditional sense. Instead her facial features were very delicate with a mature and coquettish charm. If I had to choose some words to describe her appearance, it would be "cold and beautiful". At this moment, her expression was calm, but in my eyes, it was more seductive than other women's coquettish gestures. Some women spent their whole lives learning all kinds of ways to seduce men, while for some women, they were naturally charming. She was obviously the latter. I turned sideways to get out from behind her again, but when I approached her this time, she turned her head and gave me a look. In just one look, I felt like I'd lost my soul completely. But she didn't greet me or say anything. She just turned her head to get her things. But when she looked at me this time, I didn't dare to act rashly, so I was careful not to touch her when I passed behind her. But just as I was about to pass from behind her, she suddenly moved back, and her peach buttocks attacked me unexpectedly. At that moment, I only felt numbness in my hands and feet, and there seemed an electric current spreading from head to toe, and my body went numb. Even when I went upstairs and returned home, I still recalled the touch just now, and couldn't stop thinking about her. I wondered whether her action was just unintentional, or she was trying to seduce me. I vaguely expected the latter. I had a wet dream that night. From that day on, every time I went downstairs and passed the third floor, I could not help but look at the house on the right where she lived. After many observations, I found that there were some foul words written next to the door, such as "You are so delicious, girl on the third floor! I can't get enough of you." or " Girl on the third floor, I'm home now. Let's get started quickly." The traces of those words were already a little blurry, and it seemed they had probably been written for a long time. I wondered who wrote those words and whether it had anything to do with her. Sometimes when I was lucky, I ran into her when I was going up and down stairs or parking, and my heart started beating fast every time I saw her. Yet we hadn't spoken yet, and I'd been waiting for an opportunity. Finally, the opportunity came one day. When I went downstairs, I saw her coming out of her house with a big bag, and a black thing just fell out of the bag. I walked over and looked down, and found that it turned out to be a pair of black lace panties. The thin gauze was almost transparent, so I couldn't help imagining how sexy these panties would look on her, so I bent over impulsively and picked up the panties, and then shouted to her, "Hey, you dropped something." She stopped and turned her cold and beautiful face to look at me. She was stunned for a moment. Her eyes were very beautiful yet mysterious. "Thank you. I didn't notice it." She came over and took the panties in my hand, and touched my hand inadvertently, making me feel her delicate touch. There was no embarrassment on her face when I picked up her panties. On the contrary, her eyes kept staring at mine. Her eyes were beautiful and deep, and my eyes seemed to be attracted by a strong force, and I was unable to take it away from her eyes. "You're new upstairs, aren't you?" She tucked her panties into the big bag, and then lowered her head and put her hand into the collar of her T-shirt to adjust the position of her bra. "Oh, yes. We'll be neighbors in the future. Nice to meet you." I couldn't help looking at her sexy breasts, and I could even clearly see the bra moving a few times against her thin clothes. I swallowed and smiled politely. "Well, if you need help, you can come to me." She glanced at me, and then a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, but my intuition told me that there was a hint of cunning in her smile. So I bowed my head in confusion, followed her gaze and found that I had an erection. It was very obvious because I was only wearing a pair of thin silk trousers today. What made me even more embarrassed was that she kept staring at me there, as if she was looking at something interesting.