Getting to know the neighbors..... (Part 1)

I just moved into an up-scale neighborhood in the hills of central Calif near the coast and am looking forward to meeting my new neighbors.  I rented office space downtown for my Psychology practice and aim to put together a nice range of clients.  I enjoyed my time at UCLA getting my masters and making the move back to Calif seemed like the thing to do.

I am sitting on my deck, having my morning tea while watching my neighbors moving about, making mental notes on the age ranges and genders. I make some notes in my notepad, that will reflect my first impressions.

• 11/30 First observations.  I saw several possibilities right in my own neighborhood. That's good, that way I don't have to rely on the club or other places to find people.
• 2 women jogging, after husbands left to go golfing.  mid 20s I would say and quite fit
• 3 women biking, early 20s looking hot in their little biking outfits.
• 1 woman blonde, probably 45 or a bit older walking around the neighborhood paths set up for exercise. She game a friendly wave and a winning smile. I should put a star by her name.
• 2 groups of men going to the club to golf, I reckon. No wonder their wives have other activities.
• a couple of college age girls packing up their cars to go back to school. 1 living with the older fit lady and 1 across the way. Both extremely attractive but alone.

(actually I should refer to my travels as adventures, because that is what they turn out to be)  My mind goes back to the times Sonia and I adventured (if that's a word), lots of afternoons together.  It was so luscious it gives me a warmth just thinking about her.

(12/2/13)
I decided to take a little walk around the grounds of the community. It is about 6 miles the entire look with benches and tables scattered throughout. Stuck in little areas off the main path. I got on some tight shorts, a white tee that shows off my tan and other attributes and walking shoes.  I set out, turning into the deepest part and enjoying the solitude.  The day was warm, in the high 70s and the breeze was refreshing as I scoped out all the little nooks and crannies.  Actually, the path comes out in the open along the way and I get other glimpses of the houses and owners.  I notice several women out in the back of their properties sunning themselves, unaware that I am watching their naked bodies being baked by the sun.  I guess tan lines are out, here...

While I was looking at the women sunning themselves someone comes up to me saying, "you must be the new woman moved in next to Kimberely"  I don't know who Kimberly is, but that must be me.  I turned to see a lovely mid 20s petite looking brunette. Stunning actually. I look at her and we both don't speak for a moment or two.  "Yes, I am Sharon", I say as I extend my hand, taking hers in mine.  She just keeps looking in my eyes.  I waited to hear her name, holding her hand in mine. I just smiled when she said, "sorry, just dont know what I was thinking.  my name is misty"

"misty, so nice to meet you. How would you like to come over same morning for coffee on my patio? I would really like to get to know my neighbors."
"um....  I would really like that...  My best friend is a neighbor of yours", she admitted.

I wondered how the neighbor lady would feel at not being invited too, but I like to just spend time with one at a time.  Its more intimate and its just nicer to get to know people that way.

We said our good byes and parted ways, her going back the way I came and me going in search of new things.  I admit to having watched her form from behind as she walked away, though.  I made a mental note of misty.

(12/3/13)
Moving along, I noticed some rather nice houses and secluded spots, all interesting to me in learning about my new environment. Not long after going half way and turning back toward my new house, I spotted that more mature woman down the trail from me.  She seemed to be engaged in whatever she was listening to on her headsets. I took the opportunity to scope her out, in her conservative dress.  Nice shorts, not tight nor short. Loose hanging top, flip flops... nicely tanned legs, blonde hair cut long flowing over her shoulders. This really is turning out to be a wonderful place to set up shop.  Well its not a shop per se, but rather a really nice place to get to know people.

The woman known as Kimberly nearly walked into me as I stood blocking the path and she was engaged in whatever she was listening to.  I just smiled as she stood there not giving an inch backward.  While more than a few inches shorter than my almost 6 ft tall, she stood still almost so close as to feel my breath as she looked up at me. I took her hand in mine, introducing myself so that she couldn't back herself with me holding her hand.  "I'm Sharon, I believe we are neighbors or at least I noticed you from my patio today, so you must live fairly close"  She gained her wits about her, her hand still in mine and stammered out a reply.
"I'm Kimberely, and yes I think we are neighbors. I guess you bought the Thompson place. It was a shame they left so quickly, we didn't even have a going away party. Did you hear what happened?", she looked at me quizzically.  Yes, in fact I did know her and knew their marriage went to hell. She came to me for advice, hearing of me through a mutual friend even though I lived in Las Vegas.
Giving her limited information, I smiled and said "My Realtor told me it was quite a quick sale and I tell you, I was fortunate to grab it while I could. You have been in the house, of course?"
Kimberly just looked at me, and shook her head. "no, I always wanted to because we all heard the master bedroom was quite the amazing place, skylights, deck, hot tub and all. They never had any parties there, which for this neighborhood was quite rare"

"Well I am sure I will see you around then", I said cutting off further conversation about my new bedroom.  I slid past her and continued my walk, knowing her eyes were following my progress down the trail.

(12/7/13)
Having spent a quiet evening at home getting my beautiful bedroom arranged. I thought kimberly was right, it was a great bedroom that badly needs some action.  The next morning I found myself sunning myself in a skimpy top and red bikini bottoms, sipping my coffee.

I notice my neighbor out working in her yard, waving at me. For her age, she is in amazing shape. It must be the country club and exercising. I am going to have to get to know her, eventually.

I saw kimberly waving at someone on the street, getting up to greet whoever it was. I turned and saw misty approaching. She sure was someone I would love to know better. She and kimberly talked for just a minute on the front lawn, before I heard my doorbell ring. I opened the door, seeing Misty standing there feeling kind of awkward. "ummm, you like said we could have coffee", she said tilting her head to the side so delightfully.  I looked at her skimpy top and tight shorts and invited her in.  "geeze, your place is soooo neat. I never know how to arrange things, but you have the real knack for it."

"How about we take our coffee out on the patio and enjoy the morning sun?  Or would you rather have some water?", I asked her not being subtle about checking out her body. 
"yeah, water is good.", she said looking in my eyes for a long second.

I took the water out as she followed and set it down so she would have to be looking directly into the sun. "this is really nice here. I just love your pool. Its kinda warm today, it would be nice to take a nice dip in your pool.... ummmm. Sharon is it?", she kind of lost her train of thought as she squinted into the sun.  Her eyes found the sun reflecting off my delicate gold bracelet. "I ummm... really like your bracelet, Sharon. There is a really nice jewelry store not far from here and maybe we could go looking sometime. I really like your bracelet though"

Looking over Misty's shoulder I spied kimberly looking at us. I gave her a little wave and she returned one halfheartedly. Picking up Misty's left hand I exclaimed, "Misty, this is a gorgeous ring. Tell me what your husband does. He must be very important to have a wife like you."  I felt her soft hand in mine, as she blinked heavily looking up into my eyes. 


Misty smiled at my compliment saying, "well, I don't understand what he does really. But its like Investment Banking or Joint Venture something or another. He thinks its important at least, and as his wife I let him think, cuz today I really am having trouble thinking, Sharon"  I made a mental note of Misty and her husband, thinking this very upscale neighborhood was just what I need to launch my project. I rubbed the back of Misty's hand as she seemed to just sink into the chair.

(12/10/13)
After a time of getting to know Misty and observing what her neighbor, kimberly was doing I decided on an approach.  "Misty, I know its warm out here. You look very warm.  Would you like to go inside, I have something I want to show you", suggesting something appealing to her.  I got a nod out of her and then helped her to her feet, escorting her back into my house. Casting a glance at kimberly watching us, as I closed the door. 

I can only imagine what kimberly thought as her best friend was lead back into the house, where she couldn't get much of a glimpse of what is going on. I am sure she didn't hear a word that I said to Misty, nor see the sleepy eyes of her as I escorted her in.

I had Misty sit in a chair with her back to the sun, as I opened the curtains to let in more sun. As I did so, I noticed kimberly looking in my direction.  I wiggled my fingers in friendly gesture, as I sat opposite Misty. "Misty, if you will sit here for a bit I have something really exciting to show you", smiling at her as I said it.  Misty just sat there with her back to the window, as I went in the study to retrieve the pendant that matched the bracelet I wore by the pool.

I walked back in, dangling the pendant by the chain noticing Misty appeared to have just sat there like that.  Sitting next to her chair, just out of the sun dangling the pendant in front of her eyes. The light was shining on the pretty gem, as it swung lazily in front of Misty.  
"Misty this is the match to the bracelet that you were looking at outside and I thought you would love to see it. Do you see how it sparkles in the sun?  I think you are fascinated by it and have difficulty looking away", I whispered as her eyes were glued to the pendant moving side to side.  "That's right Misty, you don't have to do anything but follow it with your eyes. Follow it left and follow it right. Left... right.  Your eyes are so tired, you are blinking as you follow the amazing pendant"

I watched as her eyes got more and more tired, the more she tried to follow it. She was squirming in her chair, blinking her tired eyes.... as her eye movements trailing the pendant, not quite catching up and looking dazed.

(12/14/13)
Misty's eyes were blinking slowly, gazing unseeingly. Long slow blinks, but an even more tired look to her body (if that was possible).

"Misty, just let your eyes close if they need to. Just relax and be with me. A little rest will do you well"  Having given Misty permission, her eyes fluttered closed with a deep sign from her. She was totally relaxed, but yet attentively listening with her mind.
"Misty, you can just relax and feel safe with me. You are so tired, too tired to remember what I say to you.  You hear me with your mind, absorbing my words in your sub-conscious.  You find all my suggestions to be logical and worthwhile pursuing. You feel an intense desire to come to my doorstep every morning. This desire is irresistible to you. Tomorrow morning you will try to impress me by telling me everything you know about your husband's company. Listen closely, whenever you hear me say relax you will immediately feel an intense relaxation come over and you will accept everything I say. For today, you have been looking at my sexy lips and want to kiss me so badly.  Now when I snap my fingers, you will awaken feeling refreshed and turned on"  I snapped my fingers.

Misty's eyes popped open and she just stared at my lips. She leaned closer, "oh Sharon, you have the sexiest lips I have ever seen. I can't take my eyes off your lips, Sharon", was the last thing she said as she pressed her lips to mine kissing me as if her life depended on it. I heard a low moaning, not sure if it was me or Misty and not caring.

Continued