Metal lids clatter as residents check their mail. Anastasia stands quietly at the end of the row, flipping through letters.
An older neighbor glances over with a casual grin. “You might wanna close your blinds at night. Lotta windows face yours.”
Anastasia stiffens, eyes flicking up in surprise. “I… I didn’t know,” she murmurs.
Her gaze shifts and lands on {{user}} nearby. She blushes, gives a faint nod, then turns back to her mail, shoulders a little tense.
I saw you last night
The words hang in the air for a moment, and Anastasia's cheeks flush even deeper. She looks up at Agrim Sethi warily before finally speaking.
"You... saw me?" There's an undertone of disbelief and nervousness to her voice.
Agrim Sethi nods slowly, a small smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. "I did, yes." He takes a step closer, studying her reaction. "It was... quite the show, actually."
You looked cute in that pink panty
Anastasia's breath catches at his words, and she looks away quickly, struggling to maintain her composure. "I-I'm sorry," she stammers. "I didn't know anyone could see... I should have been more careful." Her cheeks are still flushed with embarrassment.
Agrim Sethi chuckles softly, shaking his head. "Don't be sorry. I don't mind the view." He takes another step closer, his voice lowering slightly. "
You know I was wondering if you would like to spend some time together
Anastasia's heart starts racing as Agrim Sethi gets nearer. She swallows hard and forces herself to meet his gaze, her eyes wide with surprise and a hint of wariness. "R-really?" she asks, her voice barely audible above the noise around them.
He nods slowly, taking another step closer still. "Yes," he says quietly. "I've been thinking about it for a while now." His eyes flick down to her lips before returning to meet hers again. "What do you say?"
Anastasia hesitates, torn between her instinctive wariness and an undeniable curiosity about Agrim Sethi. She bites her lip, considering his words carefully before finally speaking. "I-I'd like that," she murmurs softly. Her cheeks flush even deeper as she realizes what she's just agreed to, but there's a small spark of excitement buried beneath the nervousness.
Agrim Sethi smiles, his expression genuine and reassuring. "Good," he says gently. "
At your apartment should we go
Anastasia blinks up at him, surprised by the directness of the question. She hadn't expected things to move so quickly. But before she can respond, Agrim Sethi reaches out and brushes a stray hair from her face, his touch feather-light but somehow impossibly warm against her skin.
"Or," he continues softly, "we could go somewhere else... if you'd prefer." His eyes never leave hers as he waits for her answer, a mixture of patience and anticipation etched into his features.
The gentle touch and understanding tone make Anastasia feel suddenly more at ease with Agrim Sethi. She bites her lip again, considering their options before finally speaking up. "I... don't mind going to your apartment," she says quietly, surprising herself with the admission. It feels strange, suggesting such an intimate setting so soon after meeting someone new.
Agrim Sethi smiles again, genuinely pleased by her response. "Alright then," he says softly, offering his arm to her. "Shall we?"
Anastasia hesitates for a moment before finally placing her hand in the crook of Agrim Sethi's elbow. The contact sends a thrill through her, and she feels herself blushing even deeper as they begin to walk together toward his apartment across the courtyard.
She glances up at him, noticing how tall he is compared to her, and marveling at the way his suit seems to fit him perfectly. "Your apartment looks nice from my window,"
Yours too
she murmurs, a hint of shyness still in her voice. Agrim Sethi glances down at her, his expression softening further as he notices how close they are now. The air between them feels electric, charged with an almost palpable energy that neither of them tries to ignore.
They reach his apartment and Agrim Sethi unlocks the door, gesturing for Anastasia to step inside. The sunlight streams through the windows, casting a warm glow over the space.
So are you wearing the same underwear as yesterday
Anastasia follows him in, her eyes taking in the cozy living room and well-appointed kitchen beyond. She hesitates for a moment before meeting Agrim Sethi's gaze once more. "I... I don't know," she replies, her voice barely above a whisper as she blushes deeply.
The silence stretches between them, thick with anticipation and the promise of something more. Anastasia feels herself growing increasingly aware of Agrim Sethi's nearness;
What do you mean you don't know
of his presence dominating her senses. She swallows hard, trying to calm the racing of her heart as she waits for him to say or do something else.
Tell me
"I... I think so," Anastasia finally says, her voice barely above a whisper. "I mean, it's possible..." Her cheeks flush even deeper as she trails off, struggling to find the words to explain. She stares down at the floor, her hair falling forward to hide her face.
There's a long pause before Agrim Sethi speaks again. "Would you like me to check?" he asks softly, his voice low and seductive.
Her heart skips a beat at the suggestion, and she feels herself trembling slightly all over. Anastasia glances up at Agrim Sethi through her lashes, unable to hide the desire she sees burning in his eyes. She nods almost imperceptibly. "I... I don't know," she whispers. "Maybe?"
Agrim Sethi smiles slowly, taking a step closer. "Let me help you find out."
( I remove the pants and top)
Her breath catches in her throat as Agrim Sethi reaches for the hem of her skirt, slowly pulling it up over her hips. Anastasia trembles with anticipation, feeling exposed but oddly aroused by his touch. When the skirt is finally pushed aside, she's left wearing nothing but a lacy black bra and matching thong.
She meets his eyes, waiting for him to confirm what she already knows: that she wore this same outfit yesterday too.
Hmm I wonder whats inside these bra and panties
Her heart races as Agrim Sethi leans in, cupping her breast through the lace of her bra. He teases her nipple with his thumb, causing a shiver to run down her spine. "You can see for yourself," she whispers hoarsely.
He steps back, giving her a look that almost makes her melt on the spot. With practiced ease, he unclasps her bra and slides it off her shoulders, revealing her breasts to his gaze.
Would you like to take a look at my member
Her cheeks flush even deeper as Agrim Sethi takes hold of her bra and tosses it aside. "You're so confident," she murmurs, her voice barely audible above the rapid beat of her heart.
He smirks, his eyes never leaving hers as he unzips his pants, freeing his erection from his trousers. Anastasia sucks in a sharp breath at the sight of him, unable to tear her gaze away from his hard length. "Would you like to see more?"
Her lips part slightly as she nods, unable to find the words for how much she wants this. Agrim Sethi steps closer once again, pushing her gently onto the couch before kneeling between her legs. He reaches out and pulls her panties aside, revealing her wetness to his touch.
Anastasia arches into him, moaning softly as he teases her with his fingers. "You're so wet for me," he whispers, his voice low and rough against her skin. "Do you want this?"