neighbor middle aged queen

Author: lufeng
Word count: 8404
I live alone in an old-fashioned bungalow. There are five families living in this bungalow. There is also a single woman who lives with me on the second floor. She was thirty-one or twelve years old. It was said that her husband had just died and she had no children. She was tall, plump, and usually dressed very stylishly. She and I live on the second floor, and since it is a shared bathroom and kitchen, we often meet her. After contacting her, I found that she is a nice person, and her speech is quite polite, and sometimes she will help me cook some dishes that I don’t know how to cook.
One night, I found that my alarm clock was broken, so I went to her and asked her to borrow one. I went to the door of her room and knocked, “Come in.” I opened the door and went in, and saw her wearing a pink silk nightgown sitting on the sofa and smoking a cigarette while watching a DVD. I’ve never seen her smoke before, so I was a little surprised, but now I think that there are many women smoking outside, and besides, her husband just died.
I went up to her and asked, “Do you have an alarm clock? My alarm clock is broken. If you lend me one, I will return it to you tomorrow.”
She stood up and said, “Let me look for it, it should be there.”
She walked past me and went to the bedside table. She was already taller than me, and she was wearing a pair of stiletto slippers, so my eyes only reached her ears. She rummaged through the nightstand and found an old-fashioned mechanical alarm clock.
“Take it, don’t pay it back, I’m useless.” She walked up to me and said.
“How can this be done?” I pretended to be polite, “I will pay you back tomorrow, thank you.” I turned around and wanted to leave.
She said: “Let’s go? Sit for a while longer. It’s your first time to come to my house. Anyway, I’m fine. You can sit with me.” I was embarrassed, so I sat down and chatted with her for a while.
“I’m alone now, and I have to go to work and work at home. I really don’t have enough time.” She said, I don’t think anyone is wrong, and I am the same, but I just didn’t say it. “How about you come to be my servant and help me with some housework, and I will pay you every month.”
I didn’t expect her to say this, and I felt something was wrong, so I pulled it off on purpose, “I think I’m leaving, and I’ll be going tomorrow…”
Before I finished speaking, she suddenly took off her nightdress, leaving only her bra and panties, “You promise to be my servant, or I will call you molested.” I was startled, but I still smiled and said to her, “What are you doing, I…” My words were interrupted by her again, “You don’t want to be my servant, do you?
Well, just be my slave, without wages, without any rights. ”
I felt that the situation was quite bad, so I walked to the door and said, “I really have to go.”
“You dare.” As she spoke, she took out a stack of photos from the drawer, “Look at what this is. If you dare to leave, I will take out these photos and send them out tomorrow.” I saw all the nude photos of me in the shower. I don’t know when she secretly took them.