Baking cookies

Leia simply laid back in her outdoor hot tub. The cool air nor the drab skies would get to her. Not today. The flow of warm water and the bubbles swirling around her were enough to tickle her. The simple pleasures in life. Being able to enjoy creature comforts. As herself.

Not with James.

Nope! She wasn't going to think about him. He was in her rearview now. No more dwelling on his comments. Of who they were, or were engaged to be. Or whom he was fucking around with now. He was kicked out. She invited him into her home and he callously took advantage of her. Let the worm rot.

Indeed, in dipping her head back into the warm water, Leia could feel months of build-up and tension seep out of her. The water enveloping the one-piece swimsuit covering her body relaxed her. She could reflect in peace. Moving on with her life.

A smile graced Leia's face. She had been thinking of how to get back to being herself in life. One thing she could do for herself would be to bake cookies tonight! Her passion for baking had stalled while she was with James. It's hard to pursue a passion when one's significant other is apathetic to your work. With him out of her life, she could go back to the basics.

Leia trotted out of the hot tub with a giddiness in her step. The sun was beginning to set. As much as she'd love to soak in her revelry of freedom, time would only move on without her. And the lure of chocolate chip cookies was too strong to put off for long.

It was some time later she found herself riffling through the refrigerator. She couldn't believe it. She was out of eggs! Experience had taught her that you could substitute for butter or sugar. Not eggs. She had already mixed her wet ingredients together - she wouldn't wait until tomorrow.

"Alright, I guess I'm heading next door."

She considered herself lucky to have settled into a nice neighborhood. She didn't know that she was cut out for suburban life when she started house hunting, but she quickly settled in. Her immediate neighbors were all nice. All families of varying years. She decided to pay Sam and Monica a visit. It was a fair bet they'd be home.

Slipping on her footwear, Leia strode out of the house - unkempt hair and all. She may be forgoing a bra but her hoodie would belie the truth. Besides, it was just a stroll up the street. Two eggs and she'd be on her way.

She rapped on the door and patiently waited. The evening was underway now, but the porchlight's glow assured her she wasn't intruding.

Sam opened the door. His eyes hesitated through his glasses for an instant. As if caught off-guard, he stammered to find his words. "Oh! Oh, hi, um, Leia? Leia, is it? Ok, good! Yeah, hi! Come on in."

Leia found herself likewise at a loss by having caused the man of the house to blush. But she thanked him anyways and stepped in through the door. Their house was well kept, but as Sam and Monica were a generation older than her she chalked it up to maturity. Try as she may, she could never muster the will to keep her house immaculate.

"I don't mean to interrupt anything."

"Not at all, not at all," he replied, a jitteriness still about him. As if on cue, his phone buzzed in his pocket. Sam's already nervous air continued as he fumbled for the device in his pants.

"I was just wondering if maybe I could..."

"Hold on, just a moment. It's Monica. You know what? Go ahead, make yourself comfortable, I gotta answer." He pressed the button. "Hello?"

Leia stood, mouth agape, her words caught in her throat. She only wanted to pilfer two eggs. As Sam's conversation with his wife began, she couldn't help but think she were intruding.

Still, as the host wandered off into the living room during his phone call, Leia figured to take up his offer to get comfortable. She slipped off her shoes and began to wander. She and James had been inside once before, but only in the doorway. Most of her chit-chat had been outside when they caught themselves on the weekends. Even then in the front yard, as her backyard fence gave her and her hot tub privacy.

She found herself heading down a hallway heading to the bedrooms. She peaked in the master bedroom. Tastefully decorated and comfortably sized too.

But it was the view that caught her eye.

Leia's curiosity quickly caught the better of her as she slowly walked through the room. Through the curtains came an elevated view outside. Made sense, there as a gentle incline between their houses. It was this elevated perch that gave her an angle of her house she hadn't quite seen before. A view of her roof and her backyard.

Including the hot tub.

How she had been oblivious to this all this time she couldn't piece together. How many times had she taken a soak and looked around? As she recalled, she could see the roof of Sam and Monica's house, sure. But she couldn't recall a window. Maybe she hadn't cared? Had she been this careless all this time?

How many times had the neighbors watched her slip into the tub? Did Monica think she was flaunting her body? And what of Sam? Would he oggle her form?

She found herself breathing a little heavy. Stepping back, she realized being found in the master bedroom would be bad form. Composing herself, she made her way back to the hallway.

Her mind was abuzz with thoughts of her neighbors, this prim and proper family, having leered at her as she's relaxed and enjoyed herself in her hot tub all these days. She wasn't sure they had. They very easily could have though. Heck, she was just in there this evening. What if Sam was spying on her, touching himself as she dipped her hair back, her chest fully visible to his prying eyes. Being mentally undressed behind his glasses. His mind caressing her body. Imagining what he would be doing to her.

It would explain him being off guard when he answered the door...

She strode back into the living room as Sam distractedly stepped out of the kitchen. He was telling his wife that they could order it over the weekend. Whatever it was. He shot a smile at Leia conveying he hadn't forgotten about her as he wrapped up his conversation. She quietly positioned herself closer to the door, as if to resume where they left off.

"Well," he started, as the call ended. "I'm so sorry about that. Talk about timing, huh? What can we do for you?"

Leia hoped she wasn't blushing through her hoodie. Her mind was scrambled, knowing that her neighbors had a plain view of her and her hot tub. Why was she here?

"Oh, it's been a while, you know," she finally stammered. "And, uh, actually, I was baking some cookies and I realize I need some eggs."

"Sure! Sure, sure," he said, expressing an uncanny energy. He turned and made his way to the kitchen, motioning for her to follow. "What are neighbors for, right? We can save you a trip to the store. How many eggs were you looking for?"

"Just two," she replied, regaining her composure.

"Well, let's see." Sam's head emerged from the refrigerator holding two brown eggs. "We don't exactly have disposable egg caddies here..."

"Oh, I can carry them," she said, a slight bounciness inflected in her voice. "Thank you so much."

"Well, the pleasure is all mine, really!" The two made their way to the front door, exchanging pleasantries. "We've a pretty good neighborhood here. Monica and I are both so glad to have someone like you move in."

"Believe me, having such great neighbors like yourself has been a blessing," she replied in turn as she stepped through the front door. Her mind itched as it weighed whether what she just said ran counter to what she discovered, but she ignored it as she proceeded down the front walk. "Thanks again and have a good evening!"

"You too, dear!"

She made her way down the street back to her house. It was a short walk, but in her mind his words echoed in her ears. Dear? Whose dear? Was he from such an older generation that it was commonplace to say such a thing to someone younger? If not, what fantasies was he projecting on her? And why didn't she object? Over eggs? We're they that precious to her? Yeah, she could now complete her cookies, but still...

Well, cookies do make things better, she reminded herself.

Ten minutes later, she was combining her wet and dry ingredients. The batter was coming together nicely. While she was getting a giddiness in knowing she'd be enjoying some home-baked goodness before she retired for the night, she couldn't help but think back to her neighbor's view of her yard. The potential that they've spied her topless in the bubbles. The naughty fun she and James had. That her neighbors may be voyeurs and familiarizing themselves with every inch of her body.

Nothing to be ashamed of, a voice inside her said. She went to the gym. More than her ex could do. Her work kept her mobile and in shape. It was a far from perfect body, hardly a model. But hey, she was still young. And she knew she had the moves that could make a twit like James come crawling back. Not that he'd want that cheating ass.

But still, she reasoned as the night went on, if others can appreciate what I have to offer...

That night, the taste of melting chocolate chips still lingering on her tastebuds, Leia curled up into bed with her laptop. After checking the usual rounds on social media, she pointed her web browser to a swimwear site.

Not for a need of new swimwear - she had both bikinis and one-pieces in her closet. Rather, it was to scratch an itch. She was free now. Liberated. She could buy whatever she wanted. While she had avoided risque outfits in the past to avoid shaming, now Leia wanted to show off her body - comments and catcalls be damned.

Of course, she didn't intend to wear such a purchase to the gym or to the pool. Browsing through the offerings, she reminded herself this was foremost for her. A self-indulgence, in many ways.

Settling on a revealing black two piece, Leia put aside the thought that she was also doing this to tease a certain neighbor. She still didn't have proof of them spying on her. Sam's uncharacteristically awkward interactions that night notwithstanding. Besides, what was stopping her from putting on a show?

Setting her inhibitions aside, she clicked checkout. A tingle of excitement shot through her. It was one thing to day dream. Now she was putting her money where her mouth is. Once her purchase arrived, she would be able to act out the part.

...

Leia settled on Wednesday evening to try out her new swimsuit in the hot tub. Part of her conscience detracted her from the plan. "So what if you look hot in it?" she wondered. "Focusing on vanity will accomplish nothing. If anything, you'll draw the wrong attention."

She paid her worries no heed as best she could. Her upbringing may decry such scheming - but she needed this. A sense of validation; of moving on from her old life and living a new one. Not only for her but for the potential she could achieve. Even if it was vain.

Dinner settled and her work emails processed, she checked the time. It was a quarter-to. Monica would be heading recital soon. Sam didn't participate though. He'd be home. Whether he would actually watch - that would remain to be seen.

She set out and got the hot tub underway. It would take a few minutes to get up to temp. With a loud and obvious thud, she removed the lid and checked the water. Once everything checked out, it was time to change.

Upon returning, she stepped back out in her revealing, black swimsuit. Only the towel wrapped around her body hid her body from view. Leia did indeed want to put on a show - but for everyone in the neighborhood. Namely for one particular peeping tom.

Once behind the fencing, the towel disrobed. Her otherwise average breasts almost freely open to the brisk night air. Save for a small amount of lycra over each tit and the pull of the string around her chest, the were free to be admired. Even Leia couldn't help but admire how such a small amount of fabric was designed to breathe more life into her breasts.

"Damn," Leia muttered to herself. "Worth every penny."

She knew she had to model once more before stepping in. Not so much for herself (although even in her modesty she enjoyed how it accentuated her femininity). Rather, she needed to put on a show. She lifted her arms in the air and turned to either side. The back porch light illuminated her curves, providing a back-lit view for her would be admirer.

Curiosity getting the better of her, she snuck a peak at the neighbor's window. The light was off now and a curtains down. A part of her was crestfallen. Perhaps Sam had the resolve not to peep.

Taking a breath, another thought crossed her mind. If Sam were to spy on her, he wouldn't want to do so with the lights on.

With this possibility reassuring her, Leia gracefully made her way up the steps. She had already made the decision to enter backwards. If she was going to put on a tease, she would need to get highlight her ass too. Grabbing the railings of the ladder leading into the hot tub, she turned around. Her barely covered butt now aimed at her neighbor's lot. Any peep would have had a full view of her luscious thighs now. She hesitated, cocking her head to the side, a wicked little smile adorning her face. The she slowly descended into the tub, enjoying the warmth of the water as it welcomed her in her new swimsuit.

The lapping water around her allowed herself to indulge in the moment. Leia got similar sensations to the handful of times she hopped in here naked. Usually while drunk, and with that dumbass ex in tow. Still familiar nonetheless. She turned and lay her back to the wall, taking a seat to relax.

There was a freedom having her breasts so exposed to the water. She rather enjoyed it.

Eyes closed, she was also enjoying that a set of eyes may be upon her. After a while she cocked her head back and sank in a bit more, allowing the back of her head to enjoy the warmth. It also had the added bonus that she now arched her back. Intentionally of course. I would pronounce her chest. No doubt a feast for any red-blooded male to behold.

Still with eyelids shut, Leia tilted her so as to look towards where she figured her neighbors window was. She slowly opened her eyes and was quietly happy that she was indeed looking straight at her neighbors bedroom. Of course, the light was still off and curtain down.

Wait, did it just move?

Leia held her breath as her eyes focused. It was minute now, but there was definitely a wave of motion in the curtain. Her mind scrambled. They don't have pets. What else could have caused the curtain to jostle?

Almost as if basking in victory, Leia burst into a wide grin. She nearly laughed. Yet there as another sensation thrilling over her. She was aroused! She enjoyed knowing she was teasing her neighbor. Mr. Goody Two-shoes. Picturesque example of a man in the community.

Leia's arms out-stretched. She brought them back in, her hands clasping over her breasts. Still eyeing her neighbor's window, she caressed their form with her fingers. They glided over her skin and the fabric holding them in place, until they came to rest over the patches that provided what little decency there was.

Fingertips over the tips of her nipples atop the swimsuit, she began to tease her own nubs. They weren't hard. At least not fully. But she was a little surprised by how turned on she already was. The thought of eyes pouring over her as she put on her show. Of Sam maybe touching himself. His dad bod stroking his hardening cock to a girl over half his age. Just a yard away. Tonight she was his forbidden fruit. How many times had she been before? How many times had he taken his wife with thoughts of Leia on his mind?

An audible gasp escaped Leia's lips. Her nipples were hard now underneath her bikini. She had inadvertently made an 'O' face as her mind fantasized about what her neighbor envisioned doing to her. All of this would be visible to him.

She saw it again! The curtain definitely moved.

Sam must be stroking himself.

Leia had another idea to try. With an insuppressible grin, she stood up. Her arms poised to her side, hands fluttered outward. She turned around slightly, giving a fair view of her backside. She made as if to climb out of the tub. Only she halted partway, once her ass emerged from the water. One hand reached down, as if to gently slap her own cheek. Just enough to give it a jiggle. She drew her hand back up to her face as if to gesture how silly she was.

She turned around once more. Bending over, she stretched out over the tub. Her tits dangled over the dancing water - the lights in the pool reflecting brilliantly across them. She shot her eyes up to the window once more. Holding a stare for a brief moment, she smiled and winked at her neighbors window and her peeping tom. Off the cuff, she added a kissy face with her lips briefly, before getting upright once more.

Her mind in a rush, Leia exited the pool. She turned it off the unit but decided to leave the lid off for later. Wrapping her towel around her body, she made for the back doorway and to her bedroom.

Her breathing quickened as she fumbled in taking off her swimwear. The top and bottom sliding to the floor, Leia hopped into bed. She burrowed her head into her pillow as her hand felt her pussy. It was wet from her salacious thoughts. Breathing gave way to panting as her fingers strengthened her sensations.

Eyes closed once more, she pictured her neighbor jerking off. The arousal heightened as Leia imagined him in the room with her. The sounds of her fingers sloppily caressing her vagina, teasing her clit teased her ears. She pictured Sam breathing harder, heavier too, as he too brought himself closer to climax.

Legs spread, Leia slipped a finger inside. She moaned loudly - the penetration sending her close to overflowing. Quickly, she shoved a second finger in before her legs tightened.

An image of Sam climaxing swam through Leia's mind. The thought of her neighbor spilling his seed over her engulfed her body. Wave after wave of bliss crashed against her as she whimpered and moaned.

Moments later, her hand a sticky mess, her lips still trembling, Leia rolled over. She hadn't come so hard in a long time. All because of her naughty thoughts.

They were dirty. How was she going to have a friendly chat with them next time? Knowing she had fantasized him cumming over her. Knowing he pleasures himself watching her... What about Monica? Leia wasn't quite sure about any of this. Only one thought danced in her head.

She may need some sugar to go with her eggs.