Free The Neighbor [The Complete Collection] by Abby Weeks Page B

the window where she stood.
    —Oh, she said.
    —Now, before he gets here, I have a few things I want you to do. You have to be prepared.
    —Ok, she said.
    She wasn’t sure what he wanted her to do but she was glad that the certainty and assertiveness had come back into his voice. She wanted him to be in charge. She wanted him to know what was going on and to take the lead.
    He made his way toward the washroom.
    —Follow me, he said.
    Janey followed him into the washroom. He was sitting on the side of the bathtub. It was built into the room and had a low wall around it tiled in an exquisite green stone. He was sitting by the toilet.
    —Pee, please, he said.
    —I beg your pardon?
    —Janey, if we’re going to do this then you have to obey me.
    That was the Henry she liked the best. The one who was sure of himself and knew what he wanted.
    —I’m not sure I’m comfortable doing that, Henry.
    Janey had never peed in front of anyone in her life. She hadn’t even peed in front of Ben and they’d been married five years.
    —Do it, Henry said, forcefully.
    Slowly she went over to the toilet and sat on it.
    —Go on, Henry said.
    Janey wasn’t sure if she’d be able to pee in front of him but she surprised herself. Pee started pouring from her pussy into the toilet and before she knew it, a full stream was flowing down into the water.
    —That’s it, Henry said when she was finished. That wasn’t so difficult now, was it?
    She shook her head.
    —Now, I want you to shave. You have to be perfect for my friend.
    —Shave? Are you sure?
    She was wiping herself with some tissue paper and she reached back to flush the toilet. Henry took a man’s disposable razor and a tube of shaving foam from the vanity and handed them to her.
    —Come over here, he said. Get in the bath.
    Henry stayed where he was, seated on the side of the bathtub, but he reached over and ran the hot water. Acting more obediently than she would have thought possibly, Janey did as she was told. She waited for the bath to fill up and then checked the temperature. It was about right so she stepped in and sat up on her knees. Then she took the shaving foam from Henry and sprayed some onto her hand. She wasn’t used to using foam like this but she lathered it onto her vagina. She was surprised at how cool and soothing it felt. She took the razor and carefully shaved around her vagina, Henry watching all the while.
    —Good, he said when she was finished.
    He got her a towel and she stood up and he dried her off like a child. Then he brought her back into the bedroom and told her to wait on the bed.
    Janey wasn’t sure how she felt about what had just happened. It was an extremely strange experience. She felt as if she trusted Henry but things were beginning to get a bit weird, and she was apprehensive about whoever he might have called up. Still, she didn’t do anything to remove herself from the situation. She knew that she would much rather be here with Henry, playing to his kinky fetishes, than at home alone.
    She lay on the bed and let him look at her for about ten more minutes, his eyes fixed on her. She wanted to talk to him but he was so lost in concentration that every time she said something it seemed to distract him from his thoughts. It seemed, all he wanted to do was feast his eyes on her beautiful body. At last, a car pulled into the driveway.
    —That will be my friend, Henry said.
    Janey wasn’t sure if she was scared or excited.
    —Who is he? she said.
    —You’ll see in a minute.
    The friend must have known Henry well because he let himself into the house without ringing the bell.
    —We’re up here, Malcolm, Henry called out.
    Malcolm entered the room and was immediately taken by Janey. It was no wonder.
    She was lying on a bed, completely naked, waiting for him to fuck her. It was such a strange situation but she was past the point of caring about propriety. She wanted this man’s cock in her pussy and that was what she was going