Neighbors Ch. 03

I groaned out loud. It was an absolute mess. It looked like a bomb had gone off in a hamper. There were clothes everywhere - draped on every surface, piled up on her bed, stuffed behind a chair. I located the pile of clean clothes (pile by her dresser). She must have enough clothes for 10 people! I thought. There were several dresses, some skirts and tops and a ton of workout clothes - tights, tank tops, sports bras. I found places to put most of the items in drawers but would have to iron many of the dresses. I set those aside for now. I began to look around for her underwear. I found it strewn across the room - bras and panties and even something with lots of straps that I thought was maybe a garter belt - I really had never seen one in person but guessed that was what it must be. All of it looked incredible and was obviously meant to be sexy - I didn't see anything that looked plain or looked like it might be found in Target. Everything was either skimpy or lacy or both. I recognized the matching pair of bra and panties that she was wearing when I picked up her from her night out. They still smelled of sex when I held them up to my face and inhaled...I got hard instantly imagining them on Amber's perfect body. I happened to see her bedside clock - Shit! 10:30 already! I raced to gather up all her lingerie and ran to the laundry room. I had to watch a short video on how to hand wash lingerie but it didn't seem too bad. I did as good a job as I could and hung them up to dry before literally running back to her bedroom to finish.

It was an incredibly tense and stressful day. I ran whenever I could rather than walk, and moved as fast as I could. I started working on dinner around 4:30 and took care of other cleaning chores in between cooking steps. I popped the parmigiana in the oven right at 5:15 for a 45 minute cook, mentally congratulating myself on my timing. I didn't do the best job with some of the items on the list but all in all I think I did great for having such a short period of time to clean basically the entire house. I was just finishing moping the kitchen floor when Amber walked in at 5:45. As usual, she looked stunning. She was carrying a bunch of bags from what looked like clothing stores. What the hell? Surely she wasn't out shopping today, I thought! I couldn't help but notice that a few of the bags were from local high end lingerie stores and I felt my heart beat faster.

"Hey Chris - looking good! haha"

Suddenly I turned red. I had soaked through my shirt after a few hours of running all over the house and had taken it off rather than risk getting sweat stains on her furniture or laundry. I was just wearing a pair of short gym shorts.

"Nearly naked with a mop in hand - that's a good look for you!" Amber laughed as she made her way to her bedroom. I heard her toss the bags on the floor - so much for all of my work, I groaned.

"House looks good" Amber said as I pulled on my damp t-shirt. She wrinkled her nose. "You're a bit stinky though - why are you all sweaty?" She flopped on the couch and put her feet up on the arm. "Help me out of these shoes, will you, and then I need to check what you've been doing. Is dinner in the oven yet?"

I hurried over to her. She was wearing strappy heels. I was positive she had on flats when she left my place this morning. I helped her undo the straps and slid them off her feet.

"Thanks - put those in my closet with the rest. Let's see how you did."

When I got back to the living room I stopped abruptly. She was on her hands and knees with her face pressed against the floor. Her ass was up in the air and the thin material of her skirt (wasn't she wearing a sundress this morning?) was pulled skin tight around her perfect rear. I didn't see any panty lines and realized she must be wearing a thong.

"It doesn't look like you vacuumed under the couch" She said, getting to her feet to my dismay. I was caught off guard.

"What? I mean...no, I guess I didn't"

She turned to face me. She had a look I hadn't seen on her face before - quite stern, with one cocked eyebrow. "I said my mother was a terror didn't I?"

"Yes, but...I mean it's under your couch...who would see that?"

Amber sighed. "My mother would. Believe me. Now it's probably too late-" she glanced at her watch. "I need to check the rest of the house before my mom gets here..." She brightened suddenly "But I'm so excited about some of the things I got today - when my mom leaves do you want to come over and I can show you what I got?" She looked up at me hopefully.

My heart raced faster. I pictured us in her bedroom, with her modeling all of the underwear she just got...maybe she would be wearing those high heels I took off of her...I couldn't believe my luck!

"Or I understand if you have plans or you're just tired of me" She laughed.

"N—n-noo!" I stammered. "That sounds great! I mean, yes I'd like to see what you got."

She was standing very close to me now, and I had to will myself not to stare at her breasts. She grabbed my hand with one of hers.

"I can't tell you how happy I am you're my neighbor, Chris. You've REALLLY helped me out of a jam here today. I'm sorry my mom is such a major bitch-I hope you understand why I have to check up on what you did."

I could barely think straight - my mouth was dry and my cock was straining at the fabric of my shorts.

"Uh yeah..I understand - no biggie at all. I mean of course you need to make sure she doesn't nag you."

"Great Chris, thanks. See you in a few hours?" She laughed as she trotted into the kitchen. I froze when I saw where she was headed. That damned bowl was sitting in its usual place by the back door, and I had completely forgotten about it! Amber frowned as she looked inside. She picked it up and brought it over to me.

"Oh, you must have forgotten this - I'm sorry I put it dead last on the list! I'm really enjoying this little game that you thought up!" She said with a giggle. "Here - take this with you and bring it back when my mom leaves and I can show you what I bought!"

Mutely I took the bowl in my hands, unsure what else to do. She gave me a quick peck on the cheek as she steered me out her front door.

"Bring a bit extra too in case there are some more things my mom will nag me about."