As I sat in my office, no matter what I did, I could not get my mind off the last time I saw Jason. I fondly remembered the first time he entered my radar. It was the last Friday in June and pouring rain outside. I took it as an opportunity to open my bottle of Pinot tucked away in the fridge for a rainy day. Looking at the clock I knew I would make it outside just in time for him to come home from work. I slipped into a white linen sun dress with nothing on under it and pulled up a chair on the balcony, I enjoyed living on the second floor because I was able to sit and watch for him.

As he drove up on his motorcycle a chill ran through my whole body because I knew his girlfriend had not yet come home from work, she usually arrived before him. He pulled into the parking lot of the complex like clockwork, pulled into his designated parking space and dismounted his bike. He looked good enough to do God knows what with, his suit was soaking wet as a result of the unexpected rain and when he took off his jacket his white once starched oxford clung to him and accented every muscle in his arms. As he dismounted his bike and took off his helmet he looked up and I undoubtedly caught his eye.

His Walnut Brown skin was so smooth that it glistened even though there was no sun in sight and when he stared at me with his jet black eyes I felt the moisture building up and pouring out of me through every pore.  I rose my crystal wine glass as to say cheers and he unconsciously licked the rain off his upper lip and smiled showing off a smile I had only seen on a Colgate commercial. He commented on how bad the roads were as a result of the rain. My eyes were fixated on his wet lips and I told him that a glass of wine might do him some good after such a hard day at work. I saw him glance over in the direction of his girlfriend's empty parking space and look back up at me and bashfully smiled. I knew at that point the seed had been planted. He thanked me for the offer and graciously declined. I could see at that point my conquest would be a bit more difficult than I originally anticipated.

At that moment I slightly spread my legs and propped my feet up so they were leaning against the railing of the balcony. From the way I was sitting on the chair I knew that by looking up he would have a clear view of everything under my dress or should I say not under my dress. I acted as if I didn't see him staring but knew he was and this amused me. He went to the back of his bike to retrieve his briefcase and then proceeded to his apartment. I smiled to myself knowing that even though he cannot have me at this moment, I know he wants me. When his girlfriend comes home he will make love to her and see nothing but me.

The Sunday after this encounter I intentionally planned on doing my laundry during the time his girlfriend went to church. I had to pass his apartment on my way to the laundry room and he sure enough would hear me coming down the stairs and look to see if it was in fact me. Earlier that morning I walked my Saturday night company to his car in my silk bathrobe and as I said my good-byes I caught Jason pulling a peeping Tom thru the drapes of his sliding glass door. Since he wanted a show I gave him one. I sat on the hood of my company's car and spread my legs with nothing-on underneath as he pressed against me with a handful of ass. He must have really thought I was thanking his sorry ass for the night before but in fact all I was doing was teasing my eavesdropping neighbor.

As I walked back to my apartment I glanced in the direction of his door and could feel him sizing me up and down. As soon as I got to the laundry room I heard his apartment door open and close, I could feel him approaching me from behind and so I did what any scandalous woman would do, I bent over into my basket. I had on a pair of cut off shorts and tank top and knew that as big as my ass is, bending over would do no more than cause half of it to fall out of the back of my shorts.

The laundry room was quite small and I knew he would have no choice but rub against me upon entering. As soon as he entered I smelled his cologne, he must really think he's gonna get some of this I smiled to myself. I turned around and was not even a foot from him and looking up at his 6'2 frame. I acted surprised to see him and struck up a general conversation regarding work. As I spoke to him I could feel his eyes all over me. I've always prided myself on the care I take of my body from head to toe. I intentionally did not wear any shoes especially during the summer so that I could show off my perfectly pedicured toes. My feet are not perfect but that's the key to foot jewelry, they take notice off the imperfections and put the focus totally on the jewelry, always silver to bring out the bronze of my skin. Toe rings and an anklet is my trademark with orange nail polish. My legs are every man's wet dream, waxed and oiled, suntan oil I always wear during the summer because not only does it smell good but also makes my legs glisten in the light. My white, see-thru half shirt not only showed off my belly ring but made him aware I was not wearing a bra. My nipples stood to attention on command and let him know I was ready for whatever.

As I stood there watching his lips as he spoke to me I jumped up to sit on the dryer trying to act as if I was at all interested in what he had to say. He said that he came down to put a few things into the dryer that hadn't completely dried from the rain. As most men, his excuse was as weak as he would soon be. I opened the dryer with my foot and spread my legs to give him full access to the dryer. As he bent over to put his clothes in he grabbed my foot and commented on how pretty my feet were. I asked him if they were pretty enough to eat and removed my foot from his hand and rubbed it between his legs. I felt him rise with each gentle stroke of my foot against his dick. He then grabbed my foot and put each toe in his mouth sucking them like he was a five year old on a hot day with a freeze pop.

After he finished with the first foot he proceeded to the next and when he finished he closed and locked the door to the laundry room. He moved toward me leaned me back on the dryer, unzipped my shorts with his teeth and removed them along with my G-string. He got down on his knees and began kissing my inner thighs with one hand on my breast squeezing my nipple hard enough to leave an imprint of his fingers. As he moved further up my thigh he finally reached my pussy. His tongue was so hot and thick and he licked and sucked my clit like it was trying to get away from him. As much as I tried not to cum I couldn't help it, I felt it creeping on me like a thief in the night and finally I couldn't hold it in any longer and erupted, he kept going and I couldn't stand it and grabbed a handful of his curly Black hair and yanked his head back. He stood up and began unbuttoning his shirt, when he took it off I almost came again, his upper body was perfect, he had a large tattoo of a bulldog across his left peck and the astrological sign of Leo on his right arm. When he removed his pants I dropped my mouth knowing that his mother had to have bred with a bull because he was as wide as my wrist and as long as my forearm.

As he stepped toward me in the back of my mind I was calculating how long the recovery period from this event was going to be and wondered how the hell his petite girlfriend was ever able to take all of that. He grabbed my ass with each hand and pulled me toward him, when I reached the edge of the drier he forcefully thrust his dick inside me. I let out a small moan and felt it filling me from the inside out. I couldn't help but to grab onto his massive arms to the point where my nails were dug into him and one actually broke off. The heat from the drier along with the feeling of him inside me caused me to collapse backward vibrating with the movement of the drier beneath me. He took this as an opportunity to lean down and suck my nipples until they were as long as my pinky finger.

As I put together all the strength I had left to prop myself up on my elbows I erupted again and had no choice but to collapse back onto the drier exhausted. I didn't realize at the same moment I was pulsating he had also cum. Just as we gained our composure we heard a slight knock at the door. It was his girlfriend. As he reached for his pants I motioned for him to be quiet by placing my finger over his mouth. She knocked two more times asking is anyone in there. When we didn't respond we heard her walk away cussing the maintenance man for leaving the grounds for the weekend and forgetting to unlock the door. We quickly dressed before she returned; I crept out of the building through the emergency exit and walked around and entered through the main door as if I was arriving home. He went up the emergency exit and came down the main stairs as if he was coming from the top floor's laundry room. As I entered my apartment and collapsed to my couch before jumping in the shower I laughed to myself thinking I will definitely have to put this in my journal as a close call but it was worth it.