The New Neighbor
Chapter 2
by
Karen



Disclaimer: I don't own Stanley, but I'd like him delivered to me for my birthday wearing nothing but a strategically placed ribbon. Oh, the joy of unwrapping gifts.




Thirty minutes later Amanda's doorbell rang and she opened the door to find her new neighbor standing there dressed in a pair of snug fitting faded Levi's, a black t-shirt that stretched tightly across his broad chest and his hair still damp from his recent shower. He looked positively fuckable and Amanda swallowed hard.

"Hi," she managed to get out and then stepped aside to let him in.

He brushed past her and she caught a whiff of a very pleasant smelling cologne.

"Hmmm, you smell good," Amanda said before she had a chance to stop herself.

"Oh, thanks, Holly bought it for me for Father's Day - Cool Water by David something."

"Davidoff, yes I've heard of it," Amanda replied.

"Thinking of buying some for the hubby?" Stanley asked.

"There's only one man in my life right now, and that's my dad - I'm divorced," Amanda told him, noticing the small smile that tugged at the corner of his mouth at that piece of information.

"Holly's mother died," Stanley said, "In case you were wondering why I have custody."

"Oh, I'm sorry," Amanda said.

"We'd been divorced for a while and there'd been a lot of bitterness, so it wasn't like it was a big tragedy," Stanley said, and then added "God that sounded callous."

"It's okay. I understand. So, changing the subject, can I get you a cup of coffee or something cold to drink while you check out my little disaster situation?"

"Coffee sounds good, if it's no trouble," Stan replied.

"I just percolated a fresh pot. Come on into the kitchen."

In the kitchen Amanda poured the coffee into a mug and handed it to Stanley.

"Ah, this is good," Stanley said as he took a sip, "All I can manage to make is instant."

"Lara and I have coffee every morning out at the bus stop, I'd be happy to bring an extra one out for you if you like?"

"Sounds great. You're gonna spoil me," Stanley said with a heart melting smile.

"Just being neighborly," Amanda said and smiled back.

"So where's the little devil that's giving you all the problems?" Stanley asked.

"My office is just down the hall across from the laundry room. Come on I'll show you."

Amanda guided Stanley to her office and he planted himself in front of the computer and brought the screen up. He punched in a few commands and quickly accessed the problem.

"This shouldn't take long. It's not as bad as you think," he told her.

"Oh good. I've tried everything myself, but couldn't seem to get rid of it and was just about to admit defeat and take it to a professional."

"Anytime you have any problems or just questions, feel free to ask," he offered.

"In that case I'll be cooking for you so much, you might as well move in," Amanda joked.

"I gotta warn you, I'm kinda messy," Stanley responded with a grin.

Amanda let out a soft laugh then said, "Well, I guess I'll leave you to it then."

As she retreated from the office she mentally gave herself a kick for not staying and watching him work on her machine.

A little while later she was transferring some clothes from the washer to the dryer when Stanley appeared in the doorway of the laundry room.

"You're virus free and I've installed a new super duper virus protector. You shouldn't have any more problems," he said as he leaned his muscular frame against the door jam.

"Thank you so much, Stanley and I'll get that pie to you by tomorrow."

"No hurry. Whenever you can - it will be a real treat along with the macaroni and cheese or spaghetti I usually cook."

"Not good in the kitchen?" she asked and then wondered what room in the house Stanley was good in.

"Let's just say that I do my best work in other rooms," Stanley said, the innuendo in his voice obvious.

"So what rooms are you good in?" she asked coyly.

"All kinds of rooms," he replied huskily.

With a sudden burst of confidence, Amanda stepped towards him, stood on her tiptoes, placed her hand on the back of his head, pulled it down and reached up and briefly kissed him on the lips. Stanley responded immediately, putting one hand on her waist he pulled her close as his other hand cupped her face, tilting it up, he bent down and gently pressed his lips to hers. His thumb pulled down on her chin, which parted her lips slightly, and he slid his tongue into her open mouth.

Stanley continued his slow exploration of her mouth and Amanda was kissing him back now, her smaller tongue stroking his. His right hand was threaded through her silky chestnut hair while his left was doing a slow rub of her back. Amanda's hands were pressed against his chest, perfectly still at first and then slowly she started exploring the planes and angles with curiosity as Stanley felt himself harden. He slowly eased his left hand around to the front of her body and up until he brushed the bottom her breast. He rubbed his thumb in circles until he reached her nipple and continued the circular motion feeling the nipple harden into a tight bud. Stanley broke the kiss and looked down at Amanda, who looked up into his face with hooded green eyes glazed with passion. He bent back down and started giving her feathery kisses on her lips, while his hands went to the top button of her shirt and undid it. Amanda looked down at what he was doing, then back up to his face and his hands paused.

"Don't stop," she told him.

He undid the remaining buttons and spread the shirt apart. She was wearing a black bra that was so sheer he could see her nipples right through it. He peeled the shirt off her shoulders and dropped it on the floor. His hands then went to the button of her jeans and when she didn't protest, he popped the button open and pulled the zipper down. The jeans dropped in a puddle at her ankles and she casually stepped out of them and kicked them aside with one delicate foot. Stanley found himself catching his breath. She was wearing matching sheer black bikini panties. He just stood there silently for a moment taking in the view.

"God, Amanda." Was all he was able to choke out.

In a voice husky with passion Amanda asked, "Do you want me, Stan?"

"Yes, God help me, yes," he choked out.

She pressed against him and whispered softly against his chest, "Good, because I want you, too."

He placed one hand under her knees and swung her up into his arms. She wrapped her arms around his neck and laid her head on his shoulder. He carried her out of the laundry room, down the hall, through the living room and up the stairs to the master bedroom.

Stanley kissed her softly as he lowered her down gently onto the large bed. He peeled off his black t-shirt and Amanda caught her breath at the magnificent sight of his broad hairy chest. She shuddered with anticipation; every nerve ending was achingly raw.

Stanley started conducting a gentle exploration of her body with just the pads of his fingertips. With a soft moan, she closed her eyes and reveled in the sensations his caressing touch was causing. She reached up with her right hand to his chest and gently massaged it with her fingertips, while her left hand did a slow rub of the solid muscles of his upper right arm. Stanley let out a soft moan then leaned down and kissed her throat at the pulse point as Amanda tipped her head back slightly to give him better access. His hands went up to her bra straps and slid them off her shoulders and then he reached around the back to undo it.

"It fastens in the front," she informed him helpfully.

His hands returned to the front where he found the clasp nestled between her full breasts and with a snap it was undone. He sat up to watch himself spread the fabric of her bra apart slowly; his hands brushing over the aroused nipples as the fabric parted. Amanda lifted off the bed enough for him to finish peeling it off her body and he threw it over his shoulder onto the floor. He then gently massaged her breasts while she ran her hands up and down his muscular arms. Next he bent his head down and lightly kissed first one breast and then the other.

Amanda moaned, "Oh, God Stan - that feels so good."

He pulled the bud of one rosy nipple into his mouth and sucked gently while his
thumb ran lazy circles over the other one. After a while he switched - giving equal time to the other nipple.

Amanda trailed her hand down his rock hard stomach following the path of hair to where it entered the waistband of his jeans and then brushed her hand over the front of the denim until she came to his cock. She ran her hand up and down the outline of his erection and let out a delighted gasp. Stanley was definitely 'blessed'.

"Lose the jeans," she instructed breathlessly.

Stanley stood up and quickly shed the jeans and then in just a pair of black boxers, climbed back on the bed until he was once again above her.

Amanda gingerly slipped her hand under the waistband of the boxers and moved it down until she touched the bare skin of his cock. It was so warm to the touch. She caressed it lovingly, stroking it gently and Stanley let out a low moan. She removed her hand long enough to use both her hands to push the boxers off completely. With a toss they joined her bra on the floor and she returned her attention back to his throbbing cock.

Stanley meanwhile was moving his hand down her stomach and onto the little sheer patch of material between her legs. Stanley smiled when he discovered the fabric was moist. He slipped a finger under the fabric and ran it over her mound and felt her shudder slightly. He shifted down and kissed her through the fabric and then hooking his fingertips onto either side of the flimsy material he slowly peeled the panties down and they joined the little heap littering the floor.

Next he started a slow massage of her inner thighs working his fingers in circles gradually moving his hands upwards. He pushed her thighs apart gently and bent his head down to taste her, running his tongue slowly over the outer lips of her labia and then over her clit. Amanda raised her hips off the bed moaning and whimpering as he continued his oral assault on her while she writhed frantically beneath him.

"Yes, yes, yes." She was drowning in sensation. "Oh, my God. Don't - ever - stop."

He continued to lick at her slowly and sensuously until she went over the edge in a searing orgasm.

She slowly came down and still vibrating, simply said "Wow."

Stanley slowly kissed his way up her body and up onto her neck until his mouth was by her ear.

"You taste fantastic," he whispered softly

Amanda just whimpered.

"Now it's your turn," she told him.

She pushed Stanley onto his back. He placed both hands under his head and grinned at her naughtily.

She started on his fabulous chest, dropping feathery kisses all over it and then languishingly moved down his body. Not hesitating when she got to his cock, she gave the tip a quick lick. She then swirled her tongue in slow circles around the head before opening her mouth and taking him inside and sucking gently as Stanley released a low hiss of pleasure. He was tempted to thrust up into mouth, but wanting the sensation to last, he allowed her to set the rhythm. Amanda licked and sucked at him until he thought he'd explode. When she took him all the way down her throat, he finally gave up his hanging-by-a-thread control and spilled himself in a burst of warm liquid, which she politely swallowed.

"Damn, that felt good," he finally managed to get out.

Stanley shifted so that he was now over Amanda. He bent one of her legs at the knee and pushed her legs apart and reached down to maneuver his cock until just the head was inside her. Holding onto her bottom, he pushed in slightly. When she wrapped her legs around him, he pushed in a little further. He pressed his mouth to hers thrusting his tongue into the warm depths as his cock drove into her with another push. Amanda lifted off the bed as he sunk in to the hilt; the sensation of being filled completely was incredible. Their mouths were locked in a heated embrace as Stanley gradually started to move, creating a slow, but steady thrusting motion, maneuvering so that with every lunge his cock was dragging against her clit, sending ripples of pleasure through her as she writhed and moaned. He increased the pace of his thrusts the more she writhed beneath him.

"Oh God, Stanley, oh God," she cried as she thrashed about.

"Oh yeah that feels good," Stanley panted as he pistoned into her with frantic urgency.

"Yes, so good," Amanda groaned in agreement.

Stanley increased the tempo of his thrusts while making little 'humfh' noises. Amanda pressed kisses to his neck as he strained above her. She then kissed along his jawline and up onto his face, capturing his mouth for a ravenous kiss. Stanley was without a doubt a first-rate kisser and Amanda's senses went into overdrive as they licked at each other passionately.

Amanda felt the orgasm build and clasped her legs around him even tighter as Stanley, near the edge himself, rocked into her harder. Wave after wave of pure ecstasy surged through her as they moved together so perfectly. Screaming his name, she finally shattered in an explosive orgasm as he detonated in his own climax mere seconds later and emptied himself into her in a gush of liquid. They collapsed against each other, drenched in sweat and panting.

"Oh my god that was incredible," Amanda proclaimed.

"Yeah, that was pretty amazing," Stanley concurred as he drew her against him and nuzzled her neck.

After snuggling for a while Amanda observed, "So much for you taking a shower before coming over here, cause now you're all sweaty again."

"Well, guess I'll have to take another shower then," Stanley replied as he sat up, scooted off the bed, threw a giggling Amanda over his shoulder and stalked into the adjoining bathroom.



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