My Sweet Little Neighbor

"Cold bones, yeah, that’s my love

She hides away, like a ghost

Does she know that we bleed the same?

Don’t wanna cry but I break that way

Cold sheets, oh, where’s my love?

I am searching high, I'm searching low in the night

Does she know that we bleed the same?

Don’t wanna cry but I break that way"

Where's my love - SYML

As Debbie screamed at him, Fester noticed someone had moved to the new house nearby. How long did he have neighbors?

After all the one-sided argument, like a good peeping tom, he managed to climb the neighbors’ wall.

Nothing could prepare him for what he saw. It was a delicate little girl, with long messy honey-amber hair falling over her back in soft waves, and pouty, rosy lips. She had expressive hazel eyes that were staring curiously at him. She was lying on a yellow towel, wearing only the small, lower part of her bikini.

But the dimples on her back… They were nothing like he’d ever seen.

She held her small, sweet breasts with one hand and waved at him with the other. As Fester fell down, crying out, he could hear her musical coquettish laugh.

Who was she? He had to talk to her!

As soon as Debbie left for her appointments, with extra money Fester gave her to keep her away as long as possible, he decided to visit his little neighbor.

The girl, his neighbor, was wearing silk long-sleeved and long pants pajamas, with vertical pink and white stripes. It unfortunately covered her whole body, making it impossible to see her Venus dimples. The pajamas looked expensive. She was on her back to him, unaware he was even there, humming as the faucet water ran. She seemed to be washing something.

He decided to make himself seen.

“I brought you flowers, neighbor.”

The girl turned around, screaming, grabbing the kitchen knife.

“Oh! It’s you!” she placed the knife in the sink with a clatter. “How the hell did you enter here? You scared the shit out of me!”

“The door was open.”

“Damn it,” she went to the glass door, locking it. Fester frowned, noticing she locked them both inside. “Guess it’s useless against your wife. By the way, your wife is a bitch! I can hear her shouting from Japan! Why did you marry her? Because she’s pretty? Well, I guess you had it coming!”

“She wasn’t like that before we married. She was so sweet, so angelical! Almost like you!” the girl flushed at the comparison. “Now I hardly recognize her,” he said, shoving her a bouquet of red roses.

“You– you’re giving me flowers? No one has given me flowers before!” she looked startled and mesmerized.

Fester smiled at her surprise. So, she liked roses? Debbie would only want expensive things. Probably more expensive than the pajamas that little girl was wearing. As she smelled the flowers, he smiled, saying.

“They’re from my sister’s garden. I cultivate them somewhere Debbie can’t find out.”

“You can’t let her treat you like that!” The girl placed the roses delicately by the counter. “Why don’t you go back to your family’s home?”

“She tried to kill me more than once,” he shrugged. “I figured it wasn’t a good idea to involve them.”

“Wh- what the hell?? You know what, I think you should leave. I really don’t wanna get involved in you fucked up problems.”

But she seemed to have forgotten to unlock the door. Biting her lower lip, as they stared at each other, the girl flushed brightly. Fester pulled the lip from behind her teeth, caressing it with his thumb, whereas the girl traced one of his dark circles around his eyes.

The girl unbuttoned her pajamas halfway down. She didn’t want to be completely seen. She didn’t find herself… Perfect. She questioned her sanity. The man was freaky, but she knew he was sweet and sophisticated, and there was some purity about him…

“This is crazy,” she shook her head, smiling and poking her tongue between her teeth.

As Fester played with her breasts over the silky shirt, she gasped. He rubbed her breasts with his thumbs as her nipples hardened and she moaned, throwing her head back. All of a sudden, he pulled her by the waist, rubbing his length on her back, hissing. The girl grabbed his hand and pulled it into her half-opened pajama shirt. He gasped, elated and astonished. Her nipples were so hard, she was so soft! Like pudding!

At each little gasp of hers, she was maddening him. As he pulled his hand inside her pajama pants, the girl gasped loudly.

“Good god, my parents will be home soon!” she said, nervous, as an excuse.

He decided to just ignore her. As he played with that part Debbie never allowed him any closer, he noticed the girl was wet, oh, so wet… He played with her engorging bud, as the girl moved against his hand, almost like dancing, gasping, moaning. That girl acted in a way he never thought he’d make any woman feel.

Without any warning, he inserted two fingers inside her, feeling how wet and warm she was. She mewled, complaining.

“Stop it. Stop it! You’re hurting me!”

“I didn’t mean it, my dear,” he said, sniffing his fingers like the most exquisite cigar, and licking them. She giggled, amazed. “Are you an innocent, my darling?”

The girl laughed and blushed, confused. Who on earth spoke like that?

“Yeah, and what the hell does that even mean?”

“Please, let me bed you! Please! I– I promise to be careful!”

The girl opened and closed her mouth several times.

“Um, I don’t know… And... Um... I don’t even know your name.”

“I’m Fester!” he answered at once, barely allowing her to finish the sentence. She giggled.

“And I’m Penny. All right. But we should do it here.”

“On the kitchen floor?” he asked, surprised, effusive. “Kinky!”

Penny laughed out loudly.

“Maybe in some next opportunity. You can fuck me on the wall. There!” she nodded, indicating.

Fester didn’t like the way that sweet girl was talking.

“Don’t you have a bed?”

“Look, you want this or not? Stop complicating things! What’s the difference, anyway? It’s all the same,” she shrugged.

He almost felt like calling it off. That didn’t seem right.

“Penny, it’s your first time,” he started, caressing her face, tucking her hair behind her ear. “Don’t you want it to be special?”

The girl was astonished, her breath shortening. What was he doing? Why was he acting like he cared? Without thinking, she pushed him on the wall, kissing him. Penny never thought she’d be treated like that. He gasped, inverting positions, pulling down her pants, placing her ankle on his shoulder, caressing her calf, staring at her as if asking for permission.

But Penny didn’t compute it.

Then, he pushed into her, without any warning.

“God damn it!” Penny cursed, gasping in pain.

“Is it all right, Penny? Do– do you want me to stop? I don’t really know what I’m doing…”

“Don’t tell me you don’t have sex with your wife, for fuck’s sake?”

“Debbie hates me,” he said, disappointed. “We do have... intimacy, but I feel used, more than anything. And you-- you’re different. You’re cute, lovely... I’ve never met anyone like you.”

“Gosh, I cannot believe the situation I’ve put myself in... I’m sorry you’re suffering. I wish I could do more than fucking for you.”

He kissed her ankle.

“A sweet little thing like you shouldn’t be such a cynic. I’ll try to make you believe in romance, baby girl.”

The girl flushed at his promise, gasping in surprise and pain as he moved inside her. Opening her pajama shirt, he stared at her breasts, fixedly.

Embarrassed, uncomfortable, Penny covered herself.

“No, baby girl, let me look at you.”

She felt exposed. But when he held her leg by the back of her knee, pushed further into her as she gasped in pain, and started sucking one nipple, Penny forgot why she should feel ashamed.

“Hot damn!” she cried out loudly, as he laughed, licking and suckling the same nipple. As he started doing the same to the other, Penny cried out, feeling everything.

“Oh!” she exclaimed in shock. The pain as he moved inside her wasn’t unbearable anymore.

“What?” he asked, worried.

“Nothing, it’s all right. Fuck! Oh my god!” she gasped as their pelvis slapped loudly.

He was so big! It stretched her to the point of pain. As they moved faster, their pelvis slapping, Penny gasped out loudly, clenching around his shaft, her leg on the floor shaking, barely holding her. She gasped, coming hard.

Almost at the same time he gasped, coming inside her.

“I– I thought it was gonna be awful!” she said, not believing it. “I thought that was how it’s supposed to be!”

“If I divorce Debbie, would you marry me?”

“What? That wouldn’t be practical at all! And I’m not sure I’m of legal age to marry.”

“How old are you, sweet baby?” he caressed her face, lightly. “In fact, you do look like a baby! Fifteen? Sixteen? I hope I didn’t ruin the best of your years.”

“I’m eighteen. Sorry if I ruined your pedo fantasy. You should go to jail for deflowering me,” she laughed at her own silly joke.

“I’m 42,” he said, kissing her forehead. “And you’re probably right. You really are a baby… But you are of legal age to marry! My family will love you! You smell of candy, you’re soft and you’re like a sweet itself. You’re a macaron.”

“That’s– that’s adorable!” Penny tried to hold back tears. “I can’t marry you, Fester. My parents will hate you! You’re too weird,” she laughed out loudly. “We’d have to elope. And there’s the problem of the wonderful wife you chose for yourself!”

“She hasn’t managed to kill me so far. I’ll take the ring back. It belongs to you.”

“Wait! I didn’t say I accepted!”

He pulled her to the wall, placing her leg on his shoulder and pushed into her. Penny gasped, surprised. Their pelvis slapped, again and again. Penny gasped, shaking, as he pinned her to the wall with her legs around him.

“My little neighbor… Just a baby… So innocent,” he caressed her lower lip with his thumb. As he pushed into her, Penny gasped loudly, aware that those strange nicknames were bizarre, but she was flattered nonetheless. “Why me?” he asked her point blank.

Penny was at a loss of what she should answer him.

“Um... I don’t know, I guess it’s because you cared about how I felt from the start, and you treated me so well, almost to the point of worshipping me. And why me, anyway?”

“Because you’re a sweet little thing who saw something in me no woman ever did. Marry me!”

“All right! Damn you!” she caved, as they laughed. “But I don’t want a recycled ring from that bitch! And I don’t want no ordinary diamond, either! I want a pink, heart-shaped sapphire!”

“That’s usually a very cheap gem, dear baby,” he placed her back, standing on the cold kitchen floor.

“It is? But it’s so pretty! That’s what I want.”

“You really are something else,” he said, nuzzling her face, as she giggled. He laid her on the floor, kissing her breasts, as she gasped.

“Why would you hide these from me, sweet little baby?” Fester asked, as he suckled each taut nipple, and Penny gasped out loudly. He opened her legs, pushing into her.

“How– how is that possible? Again?”

He didn’t ask what she was talking about, only kept pushing into her, increasing pacing, interlocking their fingers. He stared into her eyes and shamefully for Penny, she shed a tear. The girl moaned, gasped, shaking under him.

“My sweet little neighbor…” he said, tenderly, licking her tear off his finger. “Just a baby…”

“My parents will arrive soon,” she laughed, holding him by the nape. “Stop saying that! It’s creepy! You sound like Humbert Humbert! That’s fucked up. You should go. My parents can’t see you here. And I have to wash myself. I’m a mess.”

“I should go too, my wife must be arriving…” he rolled eyes. “Who’s Humbert Humbert, little baby?”

“A guy that likes babies too,” she gave him a crooked smile.

“Oh, then he’s a smart man.”

Penny shook her head, smiling at the size of the absurdity.

“Glad to know you’re a felon, Fester. But it’s not like eighteen is that young.”

“Oh, I beg to differ. Also, you look younger than that,” he helped her stand up, kissing her hand, as Penny flushed, completely forgetting what he said. Who still kissed women’s hands?

“Well, it really was… Um, nice,” Penny said, flushing brightly. “I had an entirely different idea of everything.”

He was going to answer, but his voice got stuck in his throat as he saw a flustered, disheveled Penny, no pants and an unkempt and unbuttoned Victoria’s Secret pajama shirt.

His little girl… Just a sweet baby he took the innocence from and now he had to take care of…

“If you want me to leave soon enough, little baby, stop talking to me. I can’t look at you and not stay.”

Penny giggled, flattered.

Fester grabbed the keys from the counter, unlocked the door, stole a glance at Penny… And left, against his will.