The Domme Next Door: Will She Trick or Treat?

Domme Next Door.

You rarely see her come in and out of her place. Her schedule is later than yours. Much. The few times you’ve been able to get a peek through your window, you were downstairs in the basement, watching her come home from, well, actually that’s a secret. Besides, the only reason you could see anything was because you were in the dog house. Sleeping on the basement couch. Who knows what you did this time? It’s hard to keep track. You’ve gotten to a point where you are so desperate to see this gorgeous neighbor of yours that you’re bad on purpose. You want to be down in the dark, staying up late, peeping on her for just those few moments as her wood-heeled boots smack against the concrete towards her place. She’s the Domme Next Door.

You Look Up Those Legs and Curves of Her Hips, Only to be Floored by Every Inch You Sneak.

You have no idea what you’re in for. Sir, you haven’t the slightest clue what she even does for a living. You do, however, know that, whatever it is, it’s infinitely cooler than your dull suburbanite life. Her life is certainly in the city, and she merely uses the suburbs for sleep and cheaper rent. You can tell by the way she walks. Fast, sturdy, confident. She could run in those heels if she wanted to. Still unaware that she’s the Domme Next Door, she could actually do far more damage with those heels than you realize. You wish she would. To be that walkway, you think to yourself. An even better view for a perv like you. Plus, she’d walk all over you. How fitting. In your dreams. But how can you let her see you? In a non-creepy way, of course.

The Domme Next Door Fills Your Daydreams at Work. You Don’t Even Know the Half of It.

To you, she’s your mystery girl. Once you find out who she really is, and you will- you might just… combust. You might combust, all over the place. You might even give it all up for one night with her. We’re not talking about your temporary dog house, either. Giving it all up, for a chance, a feeling, a closer encounter. You’ll end up at a Motel 6 paying alimony, but you’ll have something. Something you wanted so badly, you could almost taste it. You’ll have gone for the thing you wanted more than anything. No one can take that away from you. Can they? No matter how penniless and lonesome you become, you’ll have that memory, right? And just like that, a stack of memos drops on your desk, and you snap back to reality. But it reminds you that you will go home soon.

And That Means Only Ten Hours Before The Domme Next Door Comes Home.

Will you risk it all? What if you manage a kiss? Your wife is a light sleeper. Will she wake up in the midst of your success and ruin it all? You rush through dinner and “Head to bed early” in the hopes that your wife will follow your lead. She does. You sneak to your dog house to spruce up and time it perfectly. You’re out the door, and here she is. You dream girl. Curious what will happen next? Enjoy sexy reading? Check out last week’s entry- The Naughty Vampire Fangirl. And if you’re looking for more from this Goddess who loves to play games…

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