Neighbour Springs a Leak

Neighbour Springs A Leak.

"For fuck's sake, why won't this turn off. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck."

I could hear my neighbour, Susan, screeching through the open windows of her house. We hadn't spoken much since she moved in with her husband a couple of years ago and with him having left a couple of months after that, I hadn't really seen her at all. A brief hello or evening when we went to and from our vehicles much nothing much beyond that. She seemed pleasant enough but completely focused on herself. No noise, no parties, so no issues as far as I was concerned.

She came out onto the front step in a tiny pair of shorts and a soaking wet t-shirt when she saw me heading to my car.

"John, please come and help me," she frantically called. I looked up, did a double take, and hastened over to see what was the matter. "The faucet in the bathroom snapped off and water is going everywhere! It's going to ruin my floors!" I came in to find a jet of water coming from the broken off faucet spraying to the ceiling and cascading back down. I put my phone and wallet on the kitchen counter and went in to see if I could get to the water shutoffs. While a bit sticky, they turned quickly and the fountain became a dribble. "What did you do? How did you do that?"

"It's a water shut off that almost all sinks have for situations just like this. Once we get this water mopped up, I can show you where they are for all the sinks as well as the main water shutoff if you want." Susan nodded and looked like she was going to start crying. My offer to help seemed to have hit a real nerve for her. "Go grab your mop and bucket and I will grab my wet/dry shop vacuum. We'll have this cleaned up in no time." Out to the garage and back in took no time and after removing the bag from inside the vacuum, started to suck up all the water. There was quite a bit so it took a while but thankfully it didn't look like there was too much damage. She watched from the hall shivering in her wet nearly transparent clothes.

While I was being helpful, I could not help notice her outfit. The pale pink crop top looked like flesh while wet. It left nothing at all to the imagination and looked as though it was painted on. Her light grey bicycle shorts clung nicely as well and did not reveal any underwear at all. She was certainly ripe. "Why don't you go change into dry clothes while I finish this up. You look like you are freezing." Her nipples poking out of the material and the goosebumps all over her body made her realize I was right. She went across the hall to a bedroom.

Once all the water was sucked up, I poured the water from the vacuum into the tub. I threw away the soggy toilet paper roll and drained the garbage can into the tub as well. All of her toiletries seemed okay so other than those few items and some soaked towels, no real harm done. Susan was back in light grey leggings and a tight white t-shirt still sans underwear it appeared. "Thank you so much for coming and helping me. I had no idea what to do. I was so scared." Visible relief was apparent on her face and in her body. Nothing like an issue you don't know how to solve to put you on edge.

"No worries at all. I think I got everything cleaned up and it doesn't look like much damage." It was drying quickly. I walked back over to my place, dropped off the vacuum, and grabbed a box fan. "This should dry things out in a couple of hours max." With the fan on and all the water cleared, we looked at the faucet. "It's fucked... proper fucked. You will need a new one from Home Depot or wherever. Once you get it, let me know I will put it in for you." She looked at me like I had given her a million dollars.

"Really? You'd do that for me?" Seems like she hadn't had much help in her life. "That's so awesome. You really don't know what this means to me. Truly." She gave me a tight hug crushing her breasts into my chest.

"Let's go find the other water shutoffs so you can see where they are. Do you want to show me where all the toilets and sinks are in here?" We started in the bathroom and I showed her the knobs I turned. We moved over to the toilet so she could see that one as well. I sat on the tub ledge and she leaned way over me to see the shut off. Susan fell forward a bit and caught herself with her hands on my thighs. Her face was inches from mine. She smelled sweetly of flowers and herbs.

"Oops, sorry about that, I lost my balance there." Smiling, she stood up and led me to the other water sources. I showed her where to look under the kitchen sink where she ducked under and found the valves. She asked about the tee in the system and I explained it went to her dishwasher and that it had a shut off, too. "There's the bathroom downstairs and the washing machine to go." Down the stairs we went to a nicely finished rec room. I remember the old neighbour fixing it up but I never saw the finished result. In the center was a pole dance pole. "Like my pole?" She had a smile on her lips as she saw me look at it. She grabbed the pole and squatted down, ass out. "Ohhhh, I forgot about this. I tried some classes before we moved here and really liked pole dancing but there were no classes so the one he put in here came loose on the top and I thought it was going to come off so I stopped using it. I was really good, too, but that's before... but I bought a pole and he tried to put it up for me." I figured she was doing it for her husband so didn't pry. Her jumbled story certainly said she was still affected. I had a look at it and saw it was poorly installed with screws instead of bolts.

"I can fix that up easily, especially if you have the install manual. No reason you shouldn't enjoy a good pole session when you want to." I delivered that in a deadpan to avoid giving away the innuendo. Susan locked eyes with me and said, "I'd like that." The sink and washing machine were easy to show for what needed to be done and the main water valve was right there as well. "That's easy now that I know. Fuck, why don't houses come with manuals?" She smiled easily and walked me back out to the rec room. "Here's the pole manual, my... husband never quite could finish any job he started." Looking at what was needed, thankfully she had purchased a good one that used bolts to hold it firmly in place. I checked the ceiling where he had cut out some tile and saw it needed some blocking but the floor had been done well with large Tapcons. Nothing a few cuts of some thick plywood and a couple of bolts wouldn't fix. "Looks like a quick job." She bounced around with joy. No bra, confirmed.

"Can I ask you a huge favour?" Here it comes...

"Can you come to Home Depot with me and choose a faucet? You know what I need and I will get it wrong if I get one. I'll make you a dinner you won't forget or I can pay you."

"I accept the dinner invitation. No money is necessary. What are neighbours for if they won't help each other?"

"Can we go now? I'll drive." After grabbing my wallet and phone from the counter where I left them, I went over to lock my house and check to see if I had wood. I had all kinds of wood but I also had a nice sheet of decking plywood that I would cut for the pole. After a short drive, some good conversation, we were there. I was amazed by the pertness of her ass and tits as were many of the men shopping there. She'd taken me by the arm as we stood in line until she realized what she was doing and quickly removed it, looking away, and blushing. She drove back mostly in silence listening to her music.

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Thankfully, the old faucet came off quickly, the new one went in without issue, and she had water flow she could control again. "Damn, it's all done. Just like that. Wow." Ah the magic of being handy, thanks Red Green. "I'm just going to head out and get some steaks from the butcher for dinner. Steaks, potatoes, and veggies good for you?" I nodded my agreement.

"Tell you what, while you do that, leave your place open and I will get that pole installed for you. Looks like I will get it done before you get back."

"Really, like really?" I nodded. "I can't wait to try it out again, it's been so long. I don't want to keep you from doing your things... You've been so good to me!"

"No worries. Let's get you sorted."

Susan went off to get the food, I started to get the measurements. The thick plywood I had was nearly perfect so a couple of quick cuts on the table saw had a 16" piece that spanned a couple of joists. It was a rock solid install and would easily support the pole. The pole fit into place easily, the collar on top bolted in easily through the ply, and the decorative cap clicked into place. I tried yanking with my full weight on it and it didn't move a bit. She had one of the static poles, the ones that didn't spin, so it seemed good for whatever she might throw at it. Never say I don't encourage single women to take up dance sports.

"John, I'm home, come see these steaks I got!" I went up to see what she bought. Rib eyes, my favourite. "Don't these look great?"

"I got your pole done while you were gone, too." Her eyes widened fully and she took off down the stairs like a kid on Christmas morning.

"Wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow." She grasped it and gasped when it didn't move. "How? How did you get this done so quickly? Do you mind if I try it out a bit before I make dinner for us?"

Like I was going to stop her.

"Grab a seat on the couch."

"Spin away, Susan, let me see you twirl, girl."

Susan giggled, mounted her pole, and did things I wasn't too sure of other than she was able to hold on with legs and arms in all sorts of combos. She was skilled and made everything look very easy. I was trying to imagine what she was like before she stopped.

"This is great. It's mounted better than the ones at my old studio." She smiled at me upside down as she spun around and around, hair trailing almost touching the floor. She dismounted with a flourish and dropped onto the couch beside me. "That was awesome. I went from a completely shitty day to one of the best I have had in years, thanks to you." She pecked me on the cheek and said, "Let's go up and get that dinner going. I bet you love to BBQ too, don't you."

Guilt as charged.

"Can you put the charcoal on?"

Charcoal, too? All right, all right.

I found the Weber kettle under a cover in the yard and a bag of charcoal in the shed. The chimney starter had it going in no time.

When I came back in, I noticed she had changed into a short summer sun dress and had put her hair in a ponytail. So cute. She had all the sides ready when I brought in the steaks. We sat across from each other and enjoyed a contemplative meal.

"It's crazy, I barely knew you before and now you are joining me for a dinner like we've known each other for life. I had an awesome day."

"Glad I could help."

As I left after dinner, Susan hugged me and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek. "Thanks for everything."

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It was a busy week after the weekend I helped Susan out as was the next. I had seen her a few times and waved but we were each going our own ways all the time it seemed. Friday came again and just as I was getting ready to pull some things together for dinner, my phone dinged with a message.

*Want to come over and see my routine?*

It was Susan from next door. I had given her my number in case she had any other issues she couldn't handle. This was an unexpected message for sure.

*Sure. When?*

*How about 7:00?*

*See you then.*

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She kissed my cheek as I came in. "Thanks for coming over. After you got that pole up, that's all I have been doing. I wanted to show you how well I can pole dance." Friday night was shaping up from making dinner and watching some YouTube to a smoking hot neighbour's solo pole dancing show. "I just need to change into my outfit and limber up. Please wait downstairs for the show, I have some music playing and some snacks for you to have while I dance. I hope this isn't too weird but I wanted to say thanks for everything you did and this is the best way I know how."

It was nice down there and her choices in music mirrored many of my own. Speaking of mirrored, I thought that a mirrored wall would really let her watch herself perform. I was going to suggest that soon. Three songs in, the music suddenly stopped and a new song came on.

The opening of *Kickstart My Heart* pounded over the speakers and Susan came down the stairs in a thong body suit. Her heels had to have been five inches at least and she looked fantastic. She heeled and toed over to the pole and took her position firmly gripping the pole in front of her. She'd taken the time with her makeup and when she started, she showed her true self. Bumping and grinding, twisting and twirling, she moved like a pro. From wide open leg spread spins round the pole to hanging upside down with just her legs, she was a pole specialist in all senses of the word. She was breathing hard and glistened with sweat when she spun to a stop kneeling and bent right over with her head touching the ground behind her. I couldn't help myself from applauding even though I was in my neighbour's basement for a solo performance.

Her nipples were like diamonds behind the thin fabric and the gusset was soaked with sweat and her own juices. The material under her breasts was sopping as well. Her belly rose and fell as she caught her breath. It was a fantastic show let alone that much better knowing she only had two weeks to prepare for that.

"John, I hope you liked the show. I have been down here hours each night since you bolted my pole back up practicing so I could show you I was good at this. I wanted you to be the first to see me dance."

"It was fantastic. I'm sure if I knew more about pole work, it would be even better. Right now, it was awesome and you looked great from all angles."

She stared directly at me breathing steadily. Her features soften and she bit her lip lightly. She approached and knelt down in front of me.

"John, I want you to make love to me right now. I want you to start nice and get dirty as we go. Get me ready then push me further with each stroke. Can you do that for me?"

I let my pants drop showing her the erection I partially tried to conceal during her bump and grind dancing. I reached for her and pulled her close. We lingered on a kiss that progressed to tongue on tongue as we both sought to show the other how much we wanted this. She ground herself against me as we swayed to the music. She was firm yet soft to my touch and I enjoyed her pressed up against me. My hands roamed her back down to her cheeks and I felt the intake of breath as my hands cupped and squeezed her cheeks. Like the rest of her, they were firm yet slightly yielding.

She was working to pull my shirt up and over my head as I let my hands roam and touch her sides and breasts creating a small shiver in her as my thumbs found her nipples through the fabric. My shirt off, she knelt and worked on my pants with my cock springing through the fly of my boxers straight into her face. She kissed it quickly then yanked my boxers down with my pants. "Looks like you liked my dance, John, do you like my body, too?" There was no doubt here. Standing naked before her, I unbuttoned her gusset and pulled the material from her wet pussy. She moaned slightly as I traced her lips from mound to pucker and back again.

"Eat me, please, please, please?" I finished pulling the body suit up and off allowing her to shake her hair and let her boobs sway. She lay back on the couch and spread her legs wide, one foot on the back of the couch, one on the floor. Lifting her pussy to me she moaned out, "Please come and lick me," before lifting her hips and rolling her hips for me. I wasted no time in cleaning her juices off of her already swollen pussy lips. She was hot and ready for it and bucked her pussy into my face as I licked the crease of her lips. "Stop fucking teasing and lick meeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

With her hips in my hands, I buried my face into her sex and plunged my tongue deep inside, fucking her hole with the tip. Alternating between tonguing her hole and licking her clit, I worked rhythmically between the two. Her clit, sensitive to a fault, made her jerk each time my tongue flicked it. Her body was like a bow as I beavered into her beaver again and again. The first orgasm swept over her as my tongue pushed back into her and the second came when I pushed directly on her clit with my tongue. Back to back orgasms for the win! She was writhing as I licked and probed her hole and moaning something about sucking and fucking her like a cheerleader. On her third orgasm, she shuddered and dropped to the couch, spent and mewling.

"Oh, fucking man so fucking good still cummmmmmming!" She was wracked by yet another orgasm as I turned her over into doggy position. I started tonguing her from the back, fucking her hole with my tongue and rubbing her engorged clit with my thumb. She was moaning in some sort of tongues when she felt my tongue slip into her pucker. She almost took my nose off as she clenched and shook madly. Her cheeks parted and allowed me to rim her waxed and bleached hole till the next orgasm overcame her. I am not sure what she was saying or trying to say but I knew she wanted a deeper probing and licking. Spreading her cheeks, I went full out in licking and probing with fingers and tongue in her asshole. "Moremoremoremoremoremoremoremoremore" was all I heard as I enjoyed having her under my tongue. I licked onto her pussy as well as I jiggled my thumb around listening for the sounds as well as the twitches of her body. "Sogoodsogoodsogoodsogoodsogood!"

She dropped her chest to the arm of the couch and lay there spent. "What did you do to me, John? I came so many times. Give me a minute and then fuck me like you licked me." I went off to get some water, shared a glass with her, then smacked her ass, hard.

My cock, still rock hard from her dance, found the entrance to her pussy and slipped in. With less than an inch to go, she arched and pushed back hard, driving my cock to the end of her pussy. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, that's it!" Sounds like I found the right spot inside, too. I could feel her clench around me as I tickled both her clit and her pucker at the same time. She shook her ass as if to say 'get at it' and arched her back to give me more access. By using my thumbs, I spread her lips a bit more to let some more cock in. Balls deep, I used one thumb to rub the back of her pussy between my cock and her body. Shaking, she said, "What are you dooooooing... more, more, more, please..." I slipped my thumb fully in and curled it up to create more girth for my cock and to tickle her pussy. Orgasm from cock time one followed that maneuver.

I slipped out my thumb and stuck it, nicely lubed with her puss juice, into her ass bringing on cock orgasm number two. With a good, slow stroke, I fucked her pussy while thumbing her ass. I felt like I could ride all night so focused on finding the right angles to keep her on fire. I could feel her clenching and moaning as I got just the right motion again and again. I stopped with my cock completely inside of her and told her to squeeze like the lover she is. I swore it felt like she had gripped me with her hand, she had such control over her pussy.

How the fuck her husband gave this up, I'll never know.

I popped my cock out and had her roll onto her back with her calves on my shoulders. She was wide open and covered with her juices. I slid in and buried myself fully in her sex with my balls against her asshole. Reaching down to play with her clit, I long stroked her from tip to balls deep over and over again. When reaching for her tits, I found she was already squeezing the nipples so I squeezed her fingers while they squeezed her nipples. Each time I squeezed, she squeaked in pleasure.

She had asked for an increase to dirty so I pulled out and crabbed up her body to stick my dick in her mouth. She could taste her own excitement on my glistening cock. "I'm going to stick this in your ass so get it nice and wet, Susan. Balls deep in one stroke." She bobbed her head like mad, slopping saliva everywhere thinking about the ass fuck. "Get up and get over the arm of the couch. I want you in a position I can fuck you hard and deep." With her immediately in position, I stood behind her. "Spread your cheeks and open that hole." The hands pulling herself wide open plus the moan of surrender, told me it was time.

After a few strokes in her pussy to get fully lubed, I pressed up against her hole and pushed with all my weight. She must have been pushing back as I went balls deep in a split second. "Motherfuckingholyshitdammitfuckohhhhhhhhhhhh" was what she came up with as I stayed motionless in her ass. I twitched my cock a bit and she clamped down on me. I was wet and ready so I pulled back out a bit and slammed back in. Orgasms followed in sequence. Over and over with her moaning and alternating between yanking her nipples and spreading her hole. I smacked her ass as she said, "Fuck me fuck me fuck me fuck me," over and over again. She was so fucking tight and hot that it wasn't going to take me long at all to finish. I smacked her ass again and asked where she wanted my cum. "Mmmmmmmmmmouth." I told her to get ready as I was cumming soon.

With a final smack of her ass, I popped my cock out, and came around to her face. She had already slid off the arm of the couch and swallowed my cock whole. I could feel her tonguing my cock as the tip tickled her throat. When she started to play with my balls, that was it for me. "Here. I. Cum!" I geysered into her throat and with her suction and tongue urging me on I blew everything out. I looked into her eyes as I jetted at least seven times before unclenching my cheeks to allow her to clean me fully. I was fully spent from that activity and slumped onto the couch with my cock still in her mouth.

Finally, she released my flaccid cock and sat beside me. "I never knew you could do all these things, John, or I would have come calling months ago."

"Well, sometimes you just need a reason to have things happen. I'm glad your sink blew everywhere so I could, too. Let's have a shower and get cleaned up. I should be ready for round two then. Do you have another dance routine ready?"

"Just wait and see!"