My New Neighbour (part two) - Sex Stories

My New Neighbour (part two)

... place the paper on my back, the gentle pressure of the pen as he signed for the delivery of his bike. once he had finished signing he took the paper in the same hand as he held the pen, he must have as i felt a hand gently caress my back, sliding down my spine until it reached the waistband of my leather jeans, a fleeting touch against my buttock as i heard a low gentle murmer escape from his lips. "Thanks Scott, again, what would i do without you today? my knight in leather." I laughed and half turned towards him, the driver was ten feet away unfastening the straps that held the bike upright on the trailer. "Glad to be of service David, you still haven't let me know what your other name is or will be so i'll call you David just now." I looked down at him, i just loved the fact he was 16" shorter than me, i just loved how he had to crane his neck to look up at me when we stood close, his big brown eyes sparkling up at me. "I am free of all responsibilities for the next five days if you need my assistance with anything else? i thought perhaps we could ride and then perhaps take the bikes out for a run over the weekend if the weather is good." I laughed loud enough that the driver stopped what he was doing and turned to see what we were talking about. David, bless him, blushed from head to toe, not that i could see his toes, its just an expression. I put my hand on his shoulder and gave it a gentle squeeze, "Lets give this gentleman a hand with that bike so he can be on his ...

... way, you can stick it in my garage if you like, theres plenty of room for both bikes." I wasn't expecting an answer, i'd decided David's bike was going into my garage, two reasons, firstly it was safer than leaving it parked at the roadside and better than parking on his gravel drive in, i had experience of parking a bike on such a surface and the small stones were liable to chip paintwork when you rode off them onto the road. Second, my own garage was partially hidden between the mature trees that formed the front border of my garden, only the doors were visible from the street, i didn't like the idea of him considering building a free standing garage to park his bike and Aston Martin in, spoil the look of the avenue, i am a bit of a snob like that, i don't like change. I let go of his shoulder and casually shoo'ed him in the direction of the trailer, the pecking order of our relationship having now been established, if my plan to formulate a relationship with my new neighbour was going to work to my ever evolving plan then he was going to need to be submissive and i could already see that this was not going to be a problem, his whole attitude changed when in my presence, i'd only ever seen him interact with one other person but it was something not obvious to the casual observer, just a subtle change in his mannerisms and the tone of his voice. When he talked and interacted with the man delivering his bike he was confident and assured as befit a man of his profession and ...