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My Hot Neighbor

I live in a society of bungalows. I was studying in one of the medical colleges of Mumbai. The bungalow in front of mine had been uninhabited for many years.

During the summer of 2016, a family moved into the bungalow. The family consisted of a couple in their mid-30s and their small child. My family welcomed them into the society. We also invited them over for dinner that weekend.

That weekend, I became well acquainted with them. The man’s name was Manoj (name changed). He was working in real estate. His wife captured my attention. Her name was Mansi (name changed). She was currently studying to get her Ph.D.

She captured my attention because she had a great personality. She was phenomenal. She was very witty and could win any argument. I enjoyed talking to her. I never expected to be so friendly with a woman who was 7-10 years older to me. Their daughter was 5 years old. She was going to start college.

Few months pass by. I would occasionally greet them whenever we met. Sometimes Mansi would come home to chat with my mother. Out families went out for dinner a couple of times. It would be correct to say that Mansi and my mother had become good friends.


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Things changed when the local gym I was going to shut down suddenly. It was frustrating for me. Because the gym management did not give any prior notice. Suddenly it was closed with a regular ‘Sorry for inconvenience’ notice. On reaching home my dad told to go talk to our neighbor Manoj as he knew the gym management well.

I immediately went to their house and rang the bell. I was waiting for a few seconds. I noticed their car wasn’t in the parking lot. Thinking they weren’t home I thought about ringing the doorbell once again and then leaving. I rang the doorbell again when I heard Mansi from inside “Coming.”

She opened the door. I was mildly surprised as she was panting slightly. I greeted her. “Hi, Mansi! I was hoping to talk to Manoj. The gym shut down. Wanted to know if Manoj has any idea about the gym reopening.”

As I was talking to her I noticed she had not buttoned up her kurta and her deep cleavage was visible. My brain froze! This for the first time I had seen her cleavage. She asked me to come inside. And she said, ” Manoj isn’t home.”

She said some other things, but I couldn’t hear anything. I was mesmerized by her. Looking at her deep cleavage brought out the young horny side of me. I started noticing her physical appearance more and more.

Suddenly she said, “Hey! Are you having a stroke!” And laughed. I was taken aback but regained my concentration. She told me how she didn’t know anything about the gym. She said that she would message me when her husband got back. We exchanged phone numbers and I returned home.

Immediately in like 2-3 minutes, she messaged me, ‘Hi’. I was surprised but I wanted to talk to her. I was excited. I had just seen a deep cleavage. I had noticed her perfect hourglass figure. I had noticed her breasts and her incredible ass. Why wouldn’t I talk back to her? We started chatting.

“Hey! Long-time no see!…lol.”

She replied with a lol emoji. I really had no idea what to talk about, so I asked her whatever came to my head.

“I noticed you were panting when you answered the doorbell. Are you okay?”

She replied, “Yeah no I’m fine. I was just busy working out.”

We spoke a lot about general stuff. I was just happy to talk to her. All the while, I had a raging boner. I wondered if she knew her cleavage was visible and how I was checking the fuck out of her. We spoke almost every day after that day. We would enjoy talking to each other.