Dear sweet neighbor,

I doubt you will ever read this. The days we bump into each other in the elevator and giggle are good days because I saw you. When you are smoking in the parking lot and I see your smile my day gets brighter. Maybe someday we will take the steps from pleasant small talk to a passionate affair. I know you are married and don’t want to mess up your relationship. I do like your giggles and smiles enough to want to explore the rest of your body.

I fantasize about you at least 3x a week. I’ve never kissed a smoker before. I wouldn’t mind you being my first married woman and smoker. I know you like massages. I like to touch myself in the shower while I think about us getting a couples massage. The masseuse gets you so wet and me so hard we can’t contain ourselves. We moan while holding hands and thinking about running our hands all over our bodies. After the massage, we shower together to get off the oils. We start kissing. I go down on you. I’m so turned on I cum while eating you out. Sometimes, I’ll imagine our hearts racing as we sit in the apartment building’s hot tub as your husband watches the kids play in the pool. He is blissfully unaware of the thoughts rushing through our heads. You say you have to go to the bathroom. We towel off and go together. Neither of us need to pee. We try to keep it quiet but you cum so hard during doggy style with your hands on the sink we almost get caught. My favorite fantasy is we bump into each other in the elevator. I say, “hi.” You silently grab me and kiss me.

If the fantasy resonates with you please do reach out. You don’t need to be the milf next door for us to play out these fantasies. If you are the person this is about I will be a little to excited to function. I’m the average height white guy you might see from time to time in Mountain View. Please send a picture and a little about you. I’ll respond in kind.

Regards, A man wearing a suit

Ps I am drug and disease free, 5’10”, and in pretty ok shape for someone that works at a desk.