I’ve been in LS for going on 4 years now and I’ve had some amazing experiences, and met the most grounded, salt of the earth people! I enjoy everything that LS has offered me thus far, but a couple of days ago something happened that had me cumming like a fire hose at full blast left unattended, so I thought I might share. 😁

I live in an apartment building in the center of Baton Rouge. For the last couple of months, the apartment complex has been renovating the apartments all around me, so I have been anxiously waiting to see what my new neighbors would look like. I was pleasantly surprised when this last weekend I saw a woman, not too much older than myself, moving into the apartment above mine. As she was leaving the apartment complex Saturday, she stopped and introduced herself as my new neighbor. First impressions are important, and I could tell right away that this was definitely the kind of woman that I am attracted to. After our quick introduction, we were each on our way with our lives. The rest of my weekend was hectic, so no more thought was put into my new neighbor.

Come Monday afternoon, I am just getting back to my apartment around 7, when I hear a faint knock on the door. I open the door to find my attractive new neighbor wearing a tank top and booty shorts. I say hello, and she tells me that, with living alone, she would feel much more safe and would greatly appreciate it if we were to exchange numbers. Without hesitation, I forfeited my number, fantasizing what could become of this development. To ensure she knew that I was interested in her, I told her that I live alone as well, and that anytime she wanted to come hang out she is more than welcome. She thanked me for the offer and proceeded up the stairs to her door. Thinking that time will decide what becomes of this, I went back into my apartment and began watching the MNF game that was on.

Not but five minutes later, I hear the ding of my phone. I picked up my phone to find that she was already texting me, telling me she was bored and would like to hang out if possible. “Of course”, I said, “anytime!” As more fantasies begin rushing my mind, she casually made her way back down to my apartment. Once again a faint knock preceded her presence, and she came into my apartment.

Somewhat nervously, I showed my new friend around my apartment and asked her if she’d like to sit on the couch and watch TV. What we put on really had no bearing on the series of events unfolding before me.

I think one of the things that drives my gift of the gab is that I’m not a fan of small talk. I hate the obligatory questions we all must get through, especially when first meeting someone. But, as I prodded below surface level, I came to find that she is single before she asked the question, “So, where are any good places to go out around here?”

Being that I am, and have been in LS for years, and very proud to be so, this can tend to be quite a loaded question to those who see the world in vanilla tones. Without knowing how much my neighbor knew of my lifestyle, I decided to slip in that exact word to see how she would react.

“There are different places for different scenes around town. Sticking in our age group and not too far from us is Olive or Twist. A little closer, and actually lifestyle friendly, is Hayride Scandal. Pretty cool little…” “Lifestyle”, she muttered just loud enough to stop my recommendations. “What’s up?”, I responded. “You used that word, lifestyle”, she said. Honestly not knowing how I should proceed, silence fell between us for only a moment before I went back to my usual spots. “Yeahhhhhh, so there’s also Spoke and Hub…”

We continued with our conversation through a few more topics before I decided to use the word again. This time we were talking about a festival that I recently attended, called Engulf. In explaining the concept and demographic the same way it was told to me, I sprinkled in the fact that a good bit of festival attendees of Engulf just so happen to be lifestyle. Using this word again was all that was needed to open the door I was so hoping wasn’t locked and boarded up.

“You mean like swinger lifestyle”, she asked. Sounds of cash registers opening rung in the ears of my mind. “Yes, are you familiar?”, I asked softly. “Yes, my ex and I used to be in it for a while, but I haven’t been active for years.”

Once on the conversation of LS with someone passionate about LS, it’s hard to steer our thoughts elsewhere.

20 minutes of spicy talk would get anyone in the mood, at least I hope. So, I shouldn’t have been as surprised as I was when the words of my dreams came sliding off of her tongue with such ease that I may have hit half staff instantaneously. Breaking the stillness of a brief silence she said rather confidently, “So, are we going to fuck?” Without missing a beat I responded, “Yes, yes, absolutely!”, followed by a belly laugh shared between us both.

From anyone, she could get it once or twice. Not I. I hit it thrice to suffice. 😁 Dear Penthouse…😂😂