Neighbors Ch. 11

"Aren't you?" She asked again, quietly. I realized I hadn't spoken in a few seconds. She was still standing in front of me with her hand on my arm.

"Yes...yes Sarah" I breathed, not quite able to speak.

She nodded, the slightest hint of a smile on her lips.

"And?"

And? My mind raced. What else could she possibly want?

Oh god. The realization hit me. I saw her smile grow imperceptibly as she saw understanding flooding my face.

"And..." she prompted again.

"And...I am going to pay you for doing that for you." I said, my body quivering from a combination of raging lust and despair.

"How much?" She asked, still just the hint of a smile on her lips.

My thoughts raced. I compared my salary I paid myself from my company with the rapid flow of money that had been leaving my account lately. I was still ok, I thought, but just barely. There was always the option to pay myself more - I was conservative with my own salary, investing the rest of the money back in the company in advertising and savings. Still ok, I thought, but just.

"Um...fifty dollars each time?" I said, thinking that was generous.

Sarah slowly shook her head from side to side, still looking directly into my eyes. I gulped.

"Uh...one hundred." I stammered, feeling my cock try to swell for the hundredth time in the last hour.

Her smile fully bloomed on her face.

"Good boy."

She stepped away and put her clipboard back in a drawer. She picked up a small purse and threw on a shirt as she made her way to the door. I followed her every move, still a quivering mess of arousal and frustration.

"You start on Monday. Code for the front door is eight five six five. Straighten up a bit now, then you may get dressed and go to work. I'm going to get some coffee."

As she opened the door, she looked back at me.

"Oh - and have my laundry for me first thing tomorrow. I'll text you my address."

With that, she left me alone in the gym, naked except for my shoes and cage.