[High heels at the door]

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I live in a duplex building with two separate entrances, meaning there are two doors after exiting the elevator. I live in

the unit against the wall; the unit closest to the elevator is occupied by a family of three. The building manager said the husband is a dentist and the wife is

a housewife , but I've never seen them.

I'm single, and every day when I come home, I always see a pair of high heels—pointed-toe, closed-toe, with open heels—left by the neighbor's

door

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as if they were going shopping. Occasionally, they'll also leave a pair of strappy high-heeled sandals. It's been a daily occurrence, and I haven't really noticed anything. But one day, I came home from work and saw a beautiful woman, probably around my age, getting out of the SUV parked next to me in the parking lot.

She was carrying three or four Sogo bags and was waiting for the elevator with me.

I subconsciously glanced down and saw she was wearing those strappy high-heeled sandals.

So I offered, "These must be heavy, let me help you carry some." After taking the two bags, I noticed she had

one free hand, so I extended my hand and said, "Hello, I'm Wilson." She also

extended , "Hello, I'm Michelle, my husband's surname is Xia."

I smiled and asked, "So should I call you Michelle or Mrs. Xia?"

She smiled back, "Whatever makes you happy!"

The elevator arrived, and I pressed the button for the 10th floor. She then said, "You live on the 10th floor? Me too

!"

"Wow, what a coincidence, I didn't expect we'd be neighbors," I said, pretending not to know.

The elevator reached the 10th floor, she opened the door, took off her sandals at the entrance, stepped into her apartment, and asked, "Thank

you, would you like to come in for a drink?"

I replied, "No, thank you," thinking to myself, it's already past 7 pm, her child is probably here too, and her husband

will be back soon, wouldn't that be awkward?

So I opened the door, smiled and said goodbye, and went inside.

That evening, I sat in the living room watching TV, and as I watched, I kept thinking about those slender, white feet I'd just seen

. I wondered how someone who'd had two children could be so beautiful. Her figure was so well-maintained

, and her skin was so fair. I also imagined the scent of her beautiful feet and leather mingling in her high heels.

I checked my watch; it was already 2 a.m. I opened the door, tiptoed, and brought the shoes into my house.

I smelled them, then took out my penis, inserted it into the shoe, and rubbed it repeatedly. Just as I was about to

ejaculate , I pulled it out and ejaculated onto the leather heel. I carefully

wiped it clean with toilet paper and put it back. I fell asleep excitedly and satisfied.

The next day, Saturday, I got up at noon and went out with friends, not returning until evening. It was almost one o'clock

at night when I saw the SUV drive into our community gate from my window. It seemed

she was still alone in the car. So, I deliberately waited at the entrance and pretended to take some unwanted cardboard boxes to the collection

area near the security gate. Two pairs of high heels were still there. I felt a little disappointed; I wouldn't be able to see her heels moistened

by my semen.

After a while, the elevator doors opened. I smelled a hint of alcohol. I saw Michelle, wearing

a sexy pink dress that revealed half her thighs, gold high heels, and sheer stockings.

I said, "Hi."

Michelle said, "Hi."

"Wow, you look so beautiful today! Where are you going?" I asked with a smile.

"Hehe, going to a former colleague's wedding. Afterwards, we all went to Longebar

to sit. "

"Wow, that's great! Invite me next time too," I said tentatively.

“No problem, how about now?”

“Now?” I was surprised, but I immediately said, “Okay, but are you alright? You just got back.”

Michelle said, “Sure, haha, because my husband and kids aren’t here. If I don’t take advantage

of this week to have some fun, I’ll become a housewife again as soon as they get back, hehehe.”

I thought to myself, oh, so that’s how it is. So I said, “Then I’ll change my clothes. Would you like to come in

and sit for a bit? Wait for me.” I opened the door.

Michelle was very generous, “Sure, no problem.”

After she came in, I got her slippers so I could openly watch her take them off, revealing her

beautiful feet encased in sheer stockings.

I poured her a cup of tea, then went into my room to change. After she came out of the room, I said to her, “

Let go!”

So we drove to the pub in Tianmu. During our chat, Michelle told me she

had returned from the United States, married her husband, and worked as a dentist, which kept her very busy. She also took on some marketing work,

but quit after having a child. Her child was sent to the United States, and her husband was currently running

a business in mainland China, so he was often away.

In the pub, I went to the restroom. When I returned, I saw a foreigner

chatting with Michelle. So, I started talking to a woman who was alone nearby

. Seeing me chatting with others, Michelle happily continued talking to the foreigner.

The foreigner moved closer and closer to her, repeatedly trying to hug her and starting to kiss her

neck. Michelle laughed happily, lifted her leg, and gently rubbed it against the

foreigner's calf. I saw her exposed thigh; she was wearing stockings. As I was wondering what to do,

Michelle resumed her original posture, no longer flirting with the foreigner. Seeing this as an opportunity, I quickly

went over.

Michelle saw me and said, "Hi, you're back! I thought you

were going to leave with that woman tonight, haha, so I found myself a male companion too." I turned and smiled at the

foreigner , indicating he probably wouldn't have a chance today. Then I turned and put my arm around Michelle's waist,

kissing her cheek. She naturally hooked her right arm around my neck and gently touched my

buttocks with her left hand. I thought, this neighbor lady is definitely mine.

So I took her hand and led her outside. She smiled and got into the car. I drove all the way up the mountain in Waishuangxi, until

we reached a deserted place. I stopped the car, turned around, and started kissing her. She quickly

unzipped my zipper, took out my penis, and gently stroked it.

I touched her beautiful legs, glanced at my small car, and got out, not even bothering to zip it up.

I opened her door and pulled her out. I hugged her from behind, lifted her skirt, pulled down her panties, and inserted

my penis. "Ugh..." Michael cried out. I noticed she was wet,

so I started thrusting repeatedly. Then, I opened the back door, let her lie down on the back seat, took

off her shoes, and kissed her feet.

She yelled, "Oh, don't kiss my feet!" Although she resisted, I could tell she was enjoying it.

I pounced on her, pulled down her shirt, and kissed her nipples. She got up and crawled out of the car,

and I followed. She turned around, squatted down, and took my glans into her mouth, sucking hard. "Oh, I haven't

had sex in so long...it's so good!"

Then she pushed me to sit on a large rock by the roadside, her back to me, and sat down on my penis

, writhing.

Just as I was about to ejaculate... She said, "Wilson, look, there's a couple watching

us, I'm so excited!" It seemed the peeping made her even more excited, while I, because of this, became less

excited, which allowed her to rock longer and more freely.

"Wilson, don't look at them, lead them over."

We ignored the peeping and passionately intertwined in the shadows by the roadside.

The young couple, in their early twenties, slowly succumbed to their curiosity and approached. They got closer and closer, seemingly

captivated by this scene resembling a live pornographic film. The boy started touching the girl's buttocks, slowly inserting his fingers into her vagina, while

his other hand pulled out his penis and began stroking it. The girl kept staring at

my penis as I was thrusting into Michael. Without realizing it, she lifted her skirt and pulled down her panties;

they were now standing next to us, ready to start their own act.

Michelle and I switched positions, so the guy was now standing

directly in front of her, his penis facing her. Michelle

stood up from me, bent over with her buttocks facing me, and I stood up too, thrusting into her soft, white ass.

Michelle cried out, then grabbed the guy's penis with one hand and took it into her mouth.

The guy was startled, and the girl was even more startled. A moment later, the guy, in his shock,

ejaculated all over Michelle's face, and my penis slipped out.

Michelle turned to me and said, "Wilson, don't neglect this hot chick

."

Seeing the hot chick walk by, she copied Michelle's actions, taking her boyfriend

's penis into her mouth and cleaning up his semen. I then inserted my penis into the hot chick's body as well.

After a couple of thrusts, it was definitely tighter than Michelle's, and I felt a surge of pleasure approaching orgasm.

I turned to Michelle and asked, "Want to save the last thrust for you?"

Michelle immediately turned her vagina towards me, I thrust in, and ejaculated

. Michelle screamed.

I've forgotten how we got home, but when I woke up the next day, Michelle was

no longer at my house.

Several months passed, and I didn't see her again. One day, I saw her husband, chatted for a bit, and learned that

they were planning to move to America to be with their child.

Two days later, one evening, my doorbell rang. Michelle appeared at the door, carrying

a bag, her belly protruding. "Hello, may I come in?"

"I'm moving back to America, to make it easier to take care of the baby, and also to prepare for childbirth. Hehe, three months along, take care!

Come visit me in America sometime," she said, handing me the bag. "This is for you. I also have

a souvenir from you. I'm leaving now, bye!!"

I looked bewildered. Michelle suddenly turned around, touching her belly, and laughed, saying,

"Don't worry, it's not yours, hehehe."

After seeing her off, I breathed a sigh of relief and opened the bag. Inside was

the , along with stockings, underwear, panties, and those gold high heels. I went outside and saw they were

gone. Of the two pairs of shoes that had been there, only the pair I hadn't left with my semen remained. It turned out that

the souvenir was the pair of high heels where I had ejaculated.

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