The first thing I do when I get back home from work is take my dog out. I put the leash on her, walk out the backdoor and start my daily round.

It’s not a very big round. Big enough for her to do her business and to get some exercise, while I just want to go home, eat and relax after a day at the office.

I just moved to this apartment complex. After my girlfriend and I broke up, I needed to have something and this was the first one I saw that I could afford. It’s not a bad place, the apartment is quite big. One bedroom, one bathroom, 1300 square feet, and it includes free heat and water. All for $1100 a month.

The buildings are set in a U-shape figure. Three buildings, each with ten houses, form the U. In the middle is a big parking lot, crawling up the hill. I asked for the downstairs floor, so that I have the basement as well. The other apartments have only one floor and are a lot smaller. The whole complex has eight of those ‘U’s and I guess it houses around 750–1000 people.

I came here during springtime and my work time makes it hard to get in contact with the other folks. Normally I start at six in the morning and won’t be back until six or seven in the evening. If it weren’t be for my dog, I would hardly see anybody at all.

The dog was the only thing my ex and I fought over. She wanted to keep it, just to piss me off. She knows how much I love that dog. Ruby (the dog) became my savior and I think she was the only reason that the relationship lasted as long as it did.

Whenever we got into a fight, I took Ruby out and wandered through the woods for hours and that seemed to be the only solution for our fights. Of course, it only made it worse. We should have talked it out or something, but I shut down when there is an argument; I have no idea what to say and just want to get out of that situation. Yes, running away from it might be a good description.

I am in building seven and when I leave my apartment I turn right. Behind the apartments is a forest surrounded by a fence to keep the deer in the forest and out of the complex. I walk to the end of building eight where the fence is damaged. It looks like a buck or something just smashed the fence down to make it easier for them to get into the complex. It sure works, you will find them everywhere on the compound in the early morning and late afternoon, eating everything that they can find.

I dive into that little forest with Ruby and stroll along the banks of a little stream. I unleash her, sit down on one of the rocks and watch her run around like a maniac. She sniffs everywhere, follows trails and tries to hunt down the squirrels, that are smart enough to run into the trees just before she can catch them. After thirty minutes or so, I call her again and we slowly make our way back to home.

Things started to change in our daily routine about two weeks ago. It was the first week of July and temperatures were slowly climbing to reach the mid-nineties on Saturday. I got up around eight that morning and saw how beautiful it was outside, so I took Ruby out. That was when I met Gina.

Gina lives in apartment 818. I had never seen her before but that morning she was sitting on her deck having a smoke. I said, “Good morning,” as a friendly neighbor should do, even nodded, and continued my walk.

“Good morning,” she smiled back, “Nice day for a walk, right?”

I stopped and turned my head around while Ruby tried to get over the damaged fence. I took a few steps back, and Gina had gotten up. She was leaning over the railing that surrounded her little deck. Gina’s deck was about five feet higher than the sidewalk, so I had to look up.

“Oh, it’s awesome, I love it,” I replied and took a good look at her. I estimated her to be early thirties. She had dark brown hair that was tight in a knot on the back of her head. One piece however wasn’t tied in and hung along the left side of her head. When she moved her head it swung a bit and covered her eye. She wore a long, light brown cardigan that seemed to be made of wool. It reached almost down to her knees. She looked cute, adorable, but her smile showed a glimpse of naughtiness.

“You’re new, right?” she asked. She stood there looking down on me, and it felt like she was checking me out.

“Yep, moved here about a month ago,” I answered.

“Well,” she smiled, “welcome to the neighborhood. I’m Gina.”

I courteously nodded my head. “Thanks, I’m Sean.”

“Nice to meet you, Sean,” Gina said before flinging her cigarette over the railing and going back inside.

From that morning on, I would meet her almost every day. Every morning and evening, she would be sitting there having a smoke, wearing that cardigan. And every morning and evening we would have a small talk.

I learned that she was married and had a little kid. Her daughter was a real, little brat, thirteen years old, with trouble written all over her. Gina had a hard time controlling her, but her husband took care of that. Gina didn’t have to say anything. I met the guy a couple of times and, although I hate to judge people and try not to be prejudiced, this guy was too obvious.

Long, greasy hair, arms covered with old school tattoos and a belly that grew bigger with every six-pack he poured down his throat. He was a rough guy that knew how to use his hands, and I felt sorry for both of them, but I learned not to stick my nose in other people’s business a long time ago.

Gina slowly told me her story and every day she told me a bit more. Bright college girl starts dating a local, white trash metal head. At first, because it was cool to do, and Jim was quite a character. He was a good looking guy but came from a totally different background than she did.

Gina’s parents found out about Jim, heard that he had recently been arrested for stealing a car, and tried to talk some sense into her. Of course she didn’t listen. When parents forbid you to do something, you are going to do it, no matter what. Gina had already had enough of Jim and only stuck to him because it was upsetting her parents.

“But hey, life throws a curveball once in a while,” she shrugged, “And then you gotta do what you gotta do.” The curveball was Melody, her daughter. “I got knocked up when I was seventeen,” she explained. “My parents were furious and insisted on an abortion, but at that time we didn’t get along at all.”

“I ran away from home,” she smiled. “Well, sorta. I ended up living with Jim and his parents for three months. The worst months of my life; what a bunch of losers.” By the time she got home again, it was already too late for an abortion. Her parents washed their hands of her and Gina saw no other option than to marry Jim and have at least some kind of security.

Melody was born and both Jim and Gina slowly slipped in their devastated lives. “I always dreamed about being a pianist and I still have the confirmation letter from the New York Conservatory,” she grinned.

She didn’t have to say any more, I got the picture. Two teens, with totally different dreams and expectations, ending up together and taking care of a newborn baby. It didn’t surprise me that both of them had given up. Our talks were not as bad as it may seem; we talked about everything. I guess we both were glad we had found someone we could talk too.

However, I am a man, and Gina is a woman, a beautiful woman with a gorgeous body, and a great mind. That is, for me, a deadly combination. It didn’t surprise me that I developed feelings for her, and if it had been any other situation, then it would have been perfect. The only thing I could do was ignore those feelings.

One morning I was a bit late. It was my day off and I woke up around nine. I took Ruby for her morning walk and when I passed Gina’s apartment, I saw her sitting in her chair. She was wearing her cardigan and her legs were curled up and placed on the edge of the chair. Her arms were wrapped around them and her chin rested on her knees. It looked like as if she was waiting for me.

“Hey, G.” I waved and stopped.

“Hey, you.” She smiled and leaned back in her chair, laying her arms on the armrests, “How’s it going?”

“Not bad. Got a day off to relax a bit. How about you?”

“Oh, I’m fine. Melody is at school, so I might take a day off myself,” she laughed.

Her eyes locked on mine and I saw a subtle change. I am not sure how to describe it, but something changed in her eyes. She placed her feet on the little wooden deck again and my eyes followed her every move. Slowly she began to open her legs and at first it seemed totally innocent and unintentional.

One leg just happened to swing casually to the side a bit. She grinned when she saw how my eyes grew bigger, and she kept spreading them slowly, until she had spread them as far as she could. I stood there totally frozen and mesmerized; I stared right in between her legs. If she hadn’t been wearing panties, I could have stared right inside her pussy.

“Any ideas on what I should do today?” she sighed, while she closed her legs again. I blushed and quickly looked up, pulling my eyes away from her crotch.

“Euh... well... ” I stuttered and mumbled like a damn school kid.

“Maybe you can show me where you always walk Ruby?” she smiled and got up from her chair. She walked down the steps, took my hand and lead me to the broken fence.

We walked into the woods and I honestly had no idea what to do, what to say or what to expect. Gina was still holding my hand, and it was obvious she was just as nervous as I was.

Once we were deep inside the woods, she suddenly stopped and turned towards me.

“Kiss me,” she whispered, as she stepped closer.

“Kiss you?” I asked. Gina nodded and lifted her head a bit. Her lips touched mine and, at that moment, everything around me became blurry.

I kissed her back and as soon as she opened her mouth a bit, my tongue slipped inside. Her kiss was of a tenderness I had never experienced before. Slowly our tongues mangled and began their dance around each other.

Gina wrapped her arms around my neck and her hands brushed through my hair. She pressed her body against mine and, when I closed my arms around her, I felt an overwhelming feeling of wanting her. Not only for now, or for today. No, I wanted her forever.

Our mouths were locked together but her hands lowered themselves to my shirt. Slowly she grabbed the edge and pulled it up. We had to stop our kiss when she pulled my shirt over my head, and that gave me time to say something.

“What… How… ” was all I could mumble.

Gina raised her index finger to her lips. “Shhh,” she whispered, and then she began to unfold the knot that closed her cardigan. Slowly she opened it for me, and let it slide off her body onto the ground. My cock hardened so fast that I actually felt embarrassed, but I couldn’t help it. Gina looked amazing. She wore green cotton panties with pink straps and a skin colored bra. Nothing fancy or erotic, but it was the hottest thing I had ever seen.

“I want you, Sean,” she whispered. Her hands reached behind her back and she unhooked her bra. Her breasts were small, not that I really cared; they were Gina’s breasts and therefore the most perfect ones I had ever seen. Her nipples pointed straight at me, almost begging me to close my lips around them.

She looked at me and then lowered her eyes to the bulge in my shorts. She gave a little nod, encouraging me to take off my shorts, which I did. Her eyes flashed when she saw my erect penis and for a second she stopped breathing. I know I am an average sized guy, so her reaction hadn’t anything to do with that. I think she just realized that I was naked and that there was no way back now.

Her hands rolled down her panties, slowly revealing her vagina to me. My cock began to buck, but I didn’t even notice it, I was too busy watching how Gina slowly stripped down her panties. Underneath her green panties, Gina was bald except for a tiny line of pubic hair going straight up from her clitoris.

“Come here, baby,” she moaned as she laid herself on top of her cardigan, opening her arms. I crawled between her legs and into her arms. We kissed again and our hands took over, exploring each other’s bodies.

Our tongues found each other again and wrestled passionately. I was not sure what to do next; this whole situation was out of my hands. The first kiss Gina had planted on my lips opened up a pool of emotions I was trying to hide. I had fantasized about this, but now?

I wanted her. I wanted to make love to her. I wanted to kiss those beautiful, small and perky breasts. I wanted to close my lips around her nipples. I wanted to slide my hands over that hot body. I wanted to taste her womanhood. I wanted to crawl inside her and bury myself forever. I wanted it all but had no idea where to start. Funny, isn’t it?

Gina didn’t seem to have that problem. She wiggled her hand in between us and found my hard cock. She moaned softly as she closed her fingers around it and opened her legs for me. “Do it, baby,” she whispered, “I want to feel it inside me.”

“Oh, Gina,” I moaned and raised myself. We didn’t have to say a word, we both knew that this was just the beginning of a long and hot summer. I took my cock, brought it closer to her pussy, and placed it against her. Her pussy was hot and made me want her even more. I gently pushed and watched how my glans slowly sank inside her. Gina’s inside was even hotter, it felt like she was on fire, and she was wet… so wet.

She wrapped her legs around me, as if she didn’t want to let me go. I placed my hands on the ground next to her, and began to move my hips.

“Oh, yes,“ she moaned when she felt my cock find its way inside her. I pushed deeper and deeper until my belly touched hers. Gina’s eyes were filled with ecstasy and her face seemed to glow with pure happiness.

“Fuck me, baby,” she sighed, “Fuck me the whole day long.”

I smiled when she said that and began to thrust my hips back and forth. Gina grabbed my arms and began to match my rhythm with her hips. We stared at each other and got completely lost in each other. I swear, if someone had been standing next to us, we wouldn’t have noticed.

I moved my hips slowly back and forth. The feeling of my cock pushing inside her was so intense; I wanted to enjoy every second of it. My cock was soaked from her wetness and automatically I began to increase the tempo of my strokes. I moaned softly, and when Gina grabbed my hips and began to increase the speed even further, I lost it.

I moved faster and my cock began to slam inside her. Gina’s hands crawled to my back and she pulled me on top of her, crushing our bodies together. Her nipples touched my chest, electrifying me, and she pushed my head onto her shoulder next to hers.

“Give me more, baby,” she whispered in my ear, “Make me feel like a woman.”

And that was exactly what I intended to do. I bucked my hips up and down, slamming my cock inside her. Gina moaned underneath me and clung to me. She finally unwrapped her legs that had captured me and that gave me more room to move my body.

I pushed myself up with my hands and began to pound her pussy. I lifted myself as high as I could, making sure that just the tip of my cock was still inside her, and then I slammed down.

“Oh, my God,” Gina sighed as she spread her legs as far as she could. I kept on slamming my cock in and out of her soaking pussy, fucking her as fast as I could. We looked at each other and it all seemed so unreal.

I had to admit to myself that I was falling in love with her, falling in love since the first time I met her. Until this moment, my feelings were controllable. I figured that nothing would happen. She was married, had a kid and she never gave a sign whatsoever. I thought I was just developing a crush that would eventually wash away.

Now we were deep in the woods, with the sun burning on our naked, sweaty bodies. We were alone, but not lonely. The only sounds that disturbed this peaceful silence were the sounds of birds and our own moaning and sighing.

I grabbed her legs and laid them on my shoulders, arching her body backwards. Her ass lifted a bit, making it easier for me to fuck her. It was a strange moment. I wanted to make love to her, wanted to be gentle, and show her that there are some decent men out there, but I wasn’t in control anymore.

I began to pound her pussy, and with every stroke it became wilder. My cock rammed itself inside. Faster my body moved and each time I slammed it back inside a bit harder until our bodies were crashing into each other.

“Oh, shit,” Gina cried as she rocked underneath me. “You’re killing me with that cock.” I instantly slowed down, but that was not the plan she had.

“Don’t stop, baby,” she panted, “Keep pounding me, please keep pounding me.” I smiled, kissed her lips just once and continued ramming my cock inside her as fast and hard as I could.

Gina bucked underneath me. Her small breasts swung up and down under my slams and her body was glistening from our sweat. Her muscles tightened and I knew she was getting close to the finale.

So was I. My balls were burning, and every time they slapped against Gina’s pussy they seemed to be pushing my sperm further up my shaft. I tried to increase my slams, trying to give her the most intense orgasm she had ever had.

“Ah…” she suddenly cried and her body exploded right underneath me. A hot wave drowned my cock as it was slamming deep inside her. Her body bucked and she swung her head from side to side. “Oh, fuck,” she moaned. “Don’t stop, don’t stop…” she rambled as her pussy exploded.

Her cum soaked my cock and that was the final push it needed. My body started trembling and all the power I had centered inside my balls. I threw my head back, and gave one last push before they erupted.

“Ah… baby…” I screamed through the silent forest while my balls exploded. My cum squirted out in long waves while I bucked on top of her. My body was shaking and I lost control of all my muscles. Our bodies melted together, glued together by our cum.

Slowly our orgasms faded and we came back to our senses.

“Oh, shit,” I smiled when I slowly raised myself. “This was incredible.” I stared down at her naked and sweaty body and felt an intense love for her.

“Wow,” Gina panted, “It was amazing.” We sat down next to each other, and Gina wrapped one arm around me, laying her head on my shoulder.

We sat there, naked and each with our own thoughts, for half an hour. Then we got dressed and slowly walked back to the complex. Just before we crossed the broken fence, Gina stopped and kissed me one last time. “See you tomorrow,” she whispered and walked to her apartment, going straight inside.

This happened a few weeks ago and it totally messed up my life. I must admit that I was scared. Scared that Jim would find out what we were doing; scared he would come after me, or even worse, that he would hurt Gina or Melody.

I decided to find a new place to live and once again I got lucky. A colleague had a house for rent. He didn’t ask much and the cool thing was that I had a nice, closed-in backyard. Ruby loved it—a yard all for herself.

All for her? Not really. She had to share it, of course, with me, Gina and Melody.

(Edited by Clum)