obsessed and dangerous

by max333

Usagi moves into a new place and meets Diamond, her neighbor. Unaware of his growing obsession with her she enters into a relationship with him only to quickly find he's not the man she thought he was. Could a new neighbor be her salvation or is he someone else entirely?

1. Moving in & meeting Diamond

Stalker ch.1

Usagi POV

I wiped the sweat from my brows as I took a brief glimpse up at the sky, the now burnt orange sun was going down slowly not giving me much time left but just enough to get the last load I had over at my parent's place. I couldn't believe how much had gone into this move already. Not just the financial aspect which ended up being the rent and two months additional rent to make sure I wouldn't bail out since I hadn't had a place of my own before.

That and I was a single blonde female living alone. The prices of girls like me were higher than a single male my age…unfortunate but true. I also ended up realizing how much physical effort went into the move and the mental drain of the process as a whole. I had never interviewed for an apartment before. nor proof of pay stubs…there was so many things that were needed to get this place. Plus it took me easily months to find the right place to live.

I honestly figured I could do one quick search and I would find it, apply for it and show up with the yen for it...yeah…nope. I don't know where I got that idea from but it wasn't even close to what happened. It ended up being more like dozens of searches in different towns that were close to my family, friends and my job. This search took me the span of four months easily. I hadn't known all of what went into getting a place of my own while being fresh out of college so there wasn't much I could get.

At least not without it being utterly expensive and way too far away from my job or where my parents were at. Turns out there weren't a lot of nice places to rent within my budget and most came with a roommate. And while that was nice I preferred to live on my own for at least a little while instead of having a stranger that only needed the extra yen for a roommate. I wasn't a hundred percent comfortable with that.

There were many other things to think about like travel time, proximity to friends and family, commuting in case my car broke down and parking. This one thankfully had at least one parking space for my car. Which was currently sitting in front of my new place. Just minutes before the whole car was packed to the gills with boxes and even some furniture pieces. Only the small end table and bed side tables.

I already shoved them into the bedroom, and somewhat in the living room as I packed more boxes in. My only tough time was with pulling and pushing at the couch to get that into the living room. It barely fit through the door as I got it in and righted it where I wanted it to go that way I could get some more boxes moved in as well. I got a little perturbed that no one came out to help me with the bulky furniture piece and the bed when I loaded it from the truck I had used earlier in the day.

The bed frame was easy to put together, just a tad time consuming. It was the actual mattress that was the tough part but I got it in and on the frame. So yeah no help but I was happy to get it done by myself and to not have someone assume I needed help or assistance. I walked back outside before assessing how much more I could fit into the living room before I shoved it further inside and went back to the car.

I had doors to the backseats opened as I carefully grabbed another box to put inside my new place. The apartment itself was a small one bedroom on the ground floor and my parking space right in front of it. It had an open kitchen that connected to the living room and the bathroom was in the middle to the left side. The bedroom was just beyond that giving me a quant little place to live in while I was here.

The other apartments on the ground level went down the line to the left of the property since mine sat one away from the end. While convenient it was it was also a source of noise from the streets next to the building and on the other side the small business that ran their doors at the latest from 9-10pm at night which is why these apartments were cheaper than the ones further from the noise.

However a bit of noise was a small price to pay for affordability, especially on my budget. I had just turned 24. I had taken very few classes my freshman year trying to figure out what I wanted to be so it took me longer than I projected to graduate but it was worth it. Now I actually had the job I wanted and got my degree in. Journalism wasn't something I thought I would like but once I took a course for it during my first year I was hooked.

Now I had the entry level management position over at my job for it. I did low profiled articles but it was in the areas of desire for me so I didn't care. Thanks to having spent a year there already I had enough saved up to afford my own place. I was beyond happy that I was able to make it work out well and be able to get my own place. I looked at the outside of my building and saw the railings that lead up to the second and only other floor here.

It was admittedly not the best but I figured I was only renting so I'd keep it long enough to save some more yen, then when I had had my job for a year or two, then I'd upgrade if I really wanted to but for now I was content with having this place as my own. It was just something quant, small and comfortable for me. It's not like I needed a lot of space, I was after all a single female so I didn't mind.

It suited me well and worked for where I was at in life. I kicked the door gently in as I left it mostly open to load the boxes up, stacking them better to avoid any of them from falling and breaking the contents. I looked at my phone to see the time on there. I cringed at the hour on the phone and realized I had to get a move on or else it would be to late. It had taken me so long to do this since I was doing the move by myself.

My dear friends were all working today and it was my only available day to do the move if I wanted to get everything settled in before work started back up tomorrow. My father had a bad back from over working himself in his youth and my mother, loving woman that she is, was taking care of my grandmother since she was sick. Nothing serious but when your referring to the elderly they have weaker immune systems and need some help.

So the moving was all for me to do. I walked back outside into the scorching sun. My blonde hair falling in waves down my back as I threw a pig tail behind me. I felt it brush up against the back of my leg as the other did the same from being hit by it to. I wiped the small amount of sweat from my forehead again and grabbed my lemon lime fruit drink for a small two minute break. I didn't want to stop now and lose my motivation to continue.

I still had another car load to get in before I lost the sun light. The car itself may not have been much but it was enough to do its job till I could afford something better in a few years. Till then I treated her as well as I could to make her last cause I couldn't afford even a new used car. The savings for the apartment came first to move out of my parents place. I loved my parents to death but more than a few hours in one evening with them was taxing.

Constantly hounded for information on making sure I was safe and okay. That was father. He was a huge worry wart and needed to know that I was okay and alive. Then there was my mother who always wanted to see if I had found anyone worthy of being married to yet, the latter being something my father and I both found annoying. Never more of a topic to avoid talking about when your father is next to you and is groaning himself with irritation.

Mother wanted grandkids before I turned thirty though father obviously wasn't looking forward towards that so soon. Her reason being, no one in the family, on her or his side went past thirty without being a mother and wife. Apparently she didn't get the memo that times have changed and some people need more maturing than others or in my case, needed an actual good man AFTER I got settled in.

It was one of the few times he and I agreed on something. He and I both just wanted me to just focus on my new place and job till I got settled and gained a new routine. Not that I would mind having a boyfriend but I was still in the middle of the last life changing aspect in my life. I wanted to have time to breath before I started in on that. If the right guy came along trust me I'd be more than happy to go on a date but I'm not outright looking as she tried to insist on a few times before.

And while I wanted to find the right guy to be with father had a point though his usually fell on deaf ears around my mother who even started to talk about the sons of her book club members. I usually ended up tuning it out and that was when I had to leave so thankfully I avoided that conversation frequently. That added with wanting to have my own place and live by my rules was a huge need I had.

Being told I couldn't venture into the kitchen past nine at night was my last straw. I needed my own space and I needed it far enough away but not too far away to where I couldn't call for help on getting back in if needed. It had been the last thing I gave to my father, a copy of my apartment keys in case I did somehow lock myself out. Something he suggested and I didn't question it.

Loading in the last box for now I shut the car doors up, shut and locked the door to my new place and took off for the last load at my parent's house. I looked at the sun and saw that I had only an hour left. Just enough time to get it all done. Smiling at my new place I looked at the door to make sure it was shut before driving off. Though I just knew after this load I would not only be done with the move of everything from one place to another but also done with the day as I felt exhausted beyond anything.

Diamond POV

I was sitting in my living room going over my case file. I frowned at the charges being applied and scoffed at what I'd have to do about them when I heard the sounds of someone moving outside…a lot. It was relatively a quiet area on this side of the building so it was very faint but the opening and closing of a door mixed with boxes and possible furniture being dinged around a little bit was hint enough that someone was moving in several apartments down.

I ignored it at first, not really caring that someone was moving in. the last tenant that moved in over here was a little old lady that still to this day looks at me with menace in her features. Why I have no idea. I only started to pay attention when I heard another tenant passing by my door say 'man check her out…' I huffed wondering what got the neighbor of mine to be that vocal about some random girl.

Intrigued I stood up, put the case file down, grabbed my coffee and walked over to the window pushing the blinds to the side to see a very attractive long haired blonde moving into the second to last unit down by the street. Her car was kind of crappie looking but looked like it was only meant to serve the basics before you upgrade type of car. The old economy sized thing looked pretty small to.

I took a sip of said coffee from my mug as I watched her form move all around. In a small pair of gym shoes and some shorts with a t shirt and she looked straight out of a men's pin up magazine without even trying. Her shorts weren't even that short yet she was still highly attractive. Why she was here in this building, it wasn't exactly Tokyo or anything, was a mystery to me but I wasn't complaining.

All she needed to do was bend over and wink at me for it to be exactly like that but even I knew those odds were ridiculous at best. Her strong leg muscles I saw were being used to help her carry in the last big box she seemed to have right before she kicked the car door shut with her gym shoes. The sound brought me out of my musings a little bit but not entirely as I was watching her more intently than before.

Eyeing her up and down like a cat ready to eat its savory canary like treat. I could never get away with the eye popping look I was giving her now in public, not without the words 'pervert and 'lewd' attached to it but in private…I grinned a toothy one as I practically stalked her with my eyes. With her jean shorts and t shirt with her hair pulled into two pig tails as she looked ready to tackle the rest of her move.

I knew I should see if she needed any help but decided against it. I rather enjoyed watching her move her stuff around. She was not only cute but as I was watching her I could also tell she had a bit of an athletic form to her. The way her body moved…so sure and confident with grace in her steps, the way her hair swished around her legs, her desire to keep going despite the late hour it was approaching on.

I gazed up at the sun as I noticed that it was beginning to fade out, turning into beautiful colors of oranges, reds and even amber as it began to settle. She had maybe an hour tops left before the sun was gone and she was working in the dark. Without lights on it got very dark out in this area pretty fast. I knew the residents tended to stick inside once the lights were gone but I had a small feeling she wouldn't be dissuaded by mere lack of lighting, in fact I might be able to use that to my advantage later on.

I looked back down and licked my lips as I enjoyed the view I was receiving. I heard my case file slipping from its precarious position on my end table and fall to the side. I saw how the documented contents spilled out from the folder. They looked to be near perfectly laid out on the wooded living room floor, letting the words 'criminal' and 'psychological' be viewed on the evaluation sheet amongst the other negative things printed in there, however I really didn't care right now.

I had a rather more tasty to look at and enjoy. I sighed and unconsciously pushed a hand through my white hair shoving it back though it didn't stay back. It flowed forward a bit still, the length reaching just around my neck. It was in need of being cut but hadn't had the chance to since my own move recently. I was still upset about why I had to move but a fresh start was needed so I didn't mind much.

As for my hair, while not natural and in need of being dyed at least once every three months, I loved the look it gave me and felt I looked better with it white. I never got any complaints anyways. I narrowed my eyes at her form with a newfound want. I definitely enjoyed it when she bent over to get the last box out of her car. Her legs looked strong and able and I could definitely see them wrapping around my waist as I plunged into her.

The image in my head did a shocking number on me as I shifted my suddenly growing erection to the side. Granted I shouldn't assume I could or that she would want to but I'm sure I could snag her as mine without any real problems…I always did when it comes to the women I become attracted to. They get this attraction towards me and the passion blossoms from there. I was sure it'd happen with her to.

Besides I have been told to be quite the charmer when I wanted to be. Especially seeing her first hand working. It told me she actually had a brain and didn't mind using it. Prissy wasn't my thing. Plus she had a sweet ass on her and I could definitely imagine how I could take her and in how many ways I could take her. Make her scream…cry out my name. I had to tell myself to calm down and chill out realized how aroused I was beginning to feel off of just imagining things with her.

Deciding I wanted to get to know this blonde beauty now as I had seen enough to decide to go after her, I went to leave my place, depositing my coffee now onto the table before I saw that she was leaving the property. I settled back in and figured to talk to her when she got back maybe then I could help. After all, now that I thought about it, it would be a great ice breaker to get her on a date.

Usagi POV

I arrived back at my new place feeling great that I made it back before I lost the last bit of light for moving everything inside. I got the last box in just as the sun went down. Thankfully I only had to pick up some boxes and a few lamps for my last load. Everything literally darkened as I came back so to be back at my new place before the lights were gone made me feel better to, not that I can't take care of myself but lighting doesn't hurt either.

I took care of those first so that I'd have some more light to work with in my new place. I was still unused to where everything was so the more lighting I had the better I had to memorizing the new lay out. Flicking on the initial lights in the apartment I let the last box drop onto the couch as I huffed in shock that I did all of this in one day. I honestly felt like dropping on the couch and sleeping but I knew I still had things to do so I avoided sitting anywhere at all costs…for now.

Now I had the next part to deal with. For the next thirty minutes I got a lot moved around and put away. The time flew by. Now that I was just dealing with four rooms, the living room, kitchen, bathroom and the bedroom I had a better focus on what to do and the first thing was stocking up the bathroom with the right amenities. Thank kami for yen stores. I had so much of my apartment from them since I couldn't afford name brand anything.

Putting a towel on the rung for usage later on and putting the toiletries away I left to go take care of the kitchen since I was hungry and had burnt up all my energy with the move today. I hadn't wanted to spend any extra yen even on fast food since it would feel more like I was being weighed down rather than being on the go, plus fast food would have cost me more yen in the end rather than getting some frozen food entries and hot dogs to have.

At least with the frozen stuff and dog's to eat I had food for a week that I couldn't have had with fast food. All in all it took me barely fifteen minutes to get the kitchen settled in, putting pots and pans, dishes and silver ware away before I started to make myself up two hot dogs. I was hungry and nothing was stopping me from eating these dogs. I plugged in the microwave on the counter so I could heat the dogs up.

It was something quick, cheap and easy to make. I ended up eating, or rather gobbling down, the two for the evening before I got sloppy and got ketchup with mustard on my t shirt. Grunting from the idiocy of it I went to get it cleaned. Shoving the last of the dog into my mouth I took off the shirt in the bathroom as I began to run the stained spot over the hot water, putting some liquid soap on it to see if it'd help when I heard the sound of my door opening over the music on my phone that was still currently going.

I realized I had stupidly left it unlocked during the move and had merely shoved it closed but didn't lock it. Plus it didn't help that I still had a stuffed mouth. I worked furiously to chew and swallow as I forced my panic state to calm down. Boneheaded move on leaving the door unlocked…I told myself as I looked for something to use as a weapon if need be. Something father always taught me to do as a kid.

'since boys are by nature bigger than girls, you must be more cunning, smart and vigil to outwit a boy and avoid danger…always make sure to remember anything can be used as a weapon against someone trying to hurt you…and first and foremost…aim for the jewels between the legs…guys go down the fastest if you hit that…believe me!'. I still internally chuckle at the thought of that.

To this day those words stuck with me as I grabbed my brush and a set of tweezers, strategically ready to take out an eye if need be. I didn't take chances when it came to safety and security though it wouldn't give me high hopes if my apartment was that easy to get into. Safety reasons and all that. My heart rate a bit accelerated as I looked outside the door, barely peaking my head out and found a white haired guy entering in, though very cautiously.

Thanks to the lack of speech on my part he was already in the living room looking around at the boxes of what had been moved in. I noticed his movements were strange to me. Not like he was looking for anything, so that at least ruled out robbery, at least upon first sight. He actually acted like this wasn't the first time he'd entered a premises like this. It was disconcerting and notable to recall going forward.

Bite in my mouth chewed and swallowed, I raised my weapons in my hands and prepared to defend myself if need be. my heart was in my throat but I refused to allow any panic to override my senses. It wouldn't help me in the long run. "Who the hell are you and tell me why I shouldn't call the cops?" I asked and demanded as I wished for the first time today that I HADN'T left my cell sitting on the kitchen counter near where I was.

I just happen to look over to my left and see it on the counter. I closed my eyes with aggravation towards myself. The panic started to rise a little. If he looked around he would see it on the counter top. It was pretty visible to the naked eye and the counter was an off white granite color, my phone cover was black…you do the math. Plus it didn't help that music was still coming out of the device.

It was like a blaring sound of 'here I am, she's lying, here I am' and not like the 80's classic song either but annoying and to make it worst the music list currently played was 'no easy way out' by the digital daggers, somehow it became fitting to the situation. The now cursed song just sung itself proudly as I regretted yelping that out before I located my phone first. Though at least my voice didn't waiver as I saw him walking forward further into the living room with his hands held high.

A clear sign of him saying 'I'm not aggressive nor a threat'. I still didn't trust it nor him and held my weapons up in the air, prepared to strike. Anyone could act as though there not 'aggressive' till they decide to go in for the kill. The brush and tweezers waited patiently in my hands to strike if need be. He cocked a brow at me or rather my weapons I had on display. I knew I had to have looked pretty weird holding up both tweezers and a brush as weapons while my shirt lay sitting on the sinks counter.

That's when I saw his eyes brief hit my chest and widen ever so slightly before rising them back up to me and looking away. At least he had the decency to do that. After all my lacy bra was on display even as his eyes seemed to be glued back to the odd weapons I had in hand. Though I had to admit, if I was watching this on tv I would have laughed at the image myself and at the directionality of his eyes for that moment.

But this wasn't tv and he was in my living room. He better have a good reason or else I was kicking his ass regardless and I might even spend a little extra yen into another lock for the door, maybe a chain or something. "Hey, I'm just a neighbor, thought you might need a hand with your moving and the door was unlocked…" he began as he indicated the door showing me where I messed up without trying to.

Not that he wasn't partially right but even still…entering in without knocking after the sun light was gone…I had been taught a long time ago to always knock before entering a room, always. Why didn't he? Before I had a chance to ask why he didn't knock first he then said, "So these apartments really are all the same. It's just like mine." I grabbed my now wet shirt and said while ringing it out from the excess water, not easy to do when holding up weapons. "Didn't your mother teach you to ever knock." I remarked.

I wasn't letting go of that. The music may have been on but I still heard his entry into my place, I didn't hear a knocking sound or else then I wouldn't be as peeved and slightly paranoid as I was right now. He looked slightly perturbed that I was calling him out on his behavior but I wasn't caring right now. He was lucky he wasn't meeting the business end of a gun right now or else I'm sure he'd be fleeing like a jack rabbit.

I flung my shirt back over my head and failed to see the darkening of his eyes on me as I was more focused on not losing sight of him. I was still cautious about him in here. "Didn't even think about it." My eyes narrowed now. He must have seen my disapproval cause then he remarked, "My apologies. I didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable, or uneasy." I arched a brow myself at him. I wasn't about to agree with him and say yes or else he might take it as a sign of weakness and I didn't want that.

"So if I creeped you out I do apologize for that. It wasn't my goal I really did come here to see if you needed anymore help before the day was over with." I was temperamental still on believing him but it wasn't an illogical reason so I remained stagnant. "Please allow me to take you out to dinner this week to make up for it. A steak dinner? Over at that steak house down the street." He suggested. While I didn't want to believe him he seemed okay if not a tad off.

I was still perturbed about the door thing though but that was partially my fault. Something told me I'd have to do checks of my locks even more than I usually did. I will admit he appeared to be the charming type. He was remaining calm the whole time. Not showing an ounce of anything that would be qualified as a danger to me. He hadn't once tried to advance on me and never once brought his arms down.

I even had to admit he had a decent body build to him…lean. Though the white hair color was different I felt that it suited him well. His hands started to drop a bit giving me the appearance that he didn't feel threatened any more but was still on guard. I sighed figuring he was telling the truth. I would just keep my eye on him…however even though mother was pushing for a relationship I really did want to settle in first. "Actually, I have a lot of moving still to do…" letting him see the disarray of everything in my living room.

Indicating it for proof, "I'll probably be unable to socialize in any sense for a few weeks easily." I made myself appear slightly frustrated but accepting of it. I figured it was a nice way of letting him down easy, so he would get the hint and let it go and also this way he didn't have to feel the need to help me just for a date because I didn't work that way. I would feel like it was owed to him and that it wasn't genuinely me wanting to get to know him.

"Okay how about next week I take you out for dinner? That way your more settled in and aren't as chaotic." I looked at his persistent face as he put a , "You don't give up do you?" I asked. Trying to avoid looking at him perturbed by the insistence. I wasn't used to guys being persistent.

He smiled a toothy grin that made me chuckle at the lame attempt but also made me cringe towards the end. I resisted the urge to let my slight discomfort known. "Please I'll make it worth your while." He cajoled. I was on the fence though it was probably from his having walked in here. I felt indifferent right now but something felt off about him. I convinced myself it was just a long day and that was why I felt as 'ehh' about him as I did.

"By the way…I'm not a threat so…" he indicated the lethal way I still held up the tweezers in my left hand. The brush in my right. Slowly but still putting my hands down I held it still secured for a possible attack but not towards him in a threatening manner anymore, "Someone was ready for an intruder." He chuckled again. "I admit the door was my bad but you should also know better than to walk into someone's place, door unlocked or not." Wasn't there an unwritten rule or something?

"True…though I will admit I'm not sure what kind of damage a piece of metal can do." I smiled, "Their tweezers, and they can take out your eye." I noted as his eyes widened at the description, "Smart girl." He coughed lightly, a tinge of respect in his tone of voice. Clearly he didn't expect that. "My father taught me well when I was in school." I noted, letting him know that I was close with my father and that I wasn't some 'easy pick off-able blonde' who gets killed in the first fifteen minutes of a movie.

Not that thought that he was thinking that way but you never know who is thinking what and being that I've only known this tenant for a few minutes I wasn't putting anything past anyone right now. Sure I would still be civil to him but I was also being precautious to. I mean after all it's not like I had any red flags being waved in my face telling me anything specific so I decided to give the poor guy a chance and relented.

"Sure…next week sometime." I offered as he smiled. It was kind of cutie…in this boyish, devilish sort of way. "By the way I'm in unit nine down there if you ever need me oh and here's my number." he winked as he pulled what looked like a business card from his pocket and laid it on the top of the couch. I felt more relaxed seeing that. If he had a business card it gave him in my view a little more credibility.

He slowly backed up like he was looking for a quick and smooth retreat to get out without having anything throw at him which I had to remember to put the brush and tweezers down to avoid looking threatening now as he casually walked out. I couldn't have skipped to the door faster and locked it up if I tried. My finger even hooked onto the chain to give a small tug to ensure it wouldn't come out with ease. I then felt a depletion of adrenaline that comes from intense situations like that.

I forced myself to shake it off and put it behind me before deciding to get ready for work in the am and get some sleep that evening. I had had a long day and needed to configure what to do with my move and this Diamond guy going forward. So many things and so little time to think about them. I showered then as I got in bed I set up my phone to charge and threw on the sheet with a pillow and let my slumber claim me.

The next few days went by in a near haze of running around for things that were needed for the apartment. I didn't have everything needed just yet, or as much as I thought I had so I made another trip to the yen store to get some necessities. I ended up midweek-day at work texting Diamond. Well he texted me, I just replied back. The more I got to know him the more comfortable I felt around the idea of our dinner date.

He even made me laugh a few times. I only looked at my phone strangely once when I got busy and he asked if everything was okay. Seeing it as him just wanting to make sure I was alright I let him know I was just busy and was fine. He simply texted back okay. Work seemed to drag on this week as I would come home, work out before I made up something quick and fast to eat. Though I knew within at least another month or so I'd need to eat some real food and not just frozen pizza's or ramen noodles. Quick and cheap yes but the human body needs more than that.

Diamond and I would text each day, well he would text me each day. It was honestly kinda nice to have someone cutie interested in me. I really didn't see myself as the type to attract the attractive type. Hell my last boyfriend from high school was sweet yes but more geeky like me. The only reason why that didn't work out was because he decided to go to Harvard for college in America…and claimed he met his dream girl over there prompting me to let it go and move forward.

So this thing with Diamond was kinda nice. At the end of the week we ended up texting till the later hours of the night. It wasn't till I literally fell asleep on his last text that I felt that maybe this want so bad after all. It was starting to feel like talking to him was a new norm to have over here. Perhaps even some roots being planted…so to speak. I was settling in and liking my new place so having something give me some amount of extra comfort living here was great.

Diamond POV

I sent out the last text for the evening as I took the last sip of my saki. For someone who said they were busy as anything the rest of this week she sure can text a lot. I was a tad miffed on that. It felt like to me that she had been avoiding me rather than wanting to actually go out which for me was a shock. Women threw themselves towards me in an effort to keep me to them. Yet this one not only didn't but even distanced herself from me.

I was not used to this. I actually had to work to get her. She presented a challenge and now that I thought on it I was no longer miffed. I was intrigued. I didn't see her as the type play games, especially after that first meeting. By kami was she way more hotter up front and in person than viewing her from nine units away. I remembered having to hold back my laughter at seeing the brush and tweezers in her hands.

She had been definitely meaning them as weapons but it was more comical than anything. At least up until she fiddled with her shirt. I got a good glimpse at her bra that lay beneath and her breasts that had threatened to spill out from their hold within. I remember I had to bit my lip to stop from commenting on how tempting they were. Plus it didn't help that the bra was tan and lacy. I could practically see her nipples poking out.

I had to remind myself that if I got caught staring that was it and she would more than likely call out pervert before having me leave for good. So I maintained my composure and talked her down from the threatening pose she had. Didn't stop me later on from getting off to the sight of her breasts. They were full and round in the cups and they moved perfectly with her body's movements. I hadn't been able to help getting a little hard in front of her.

Not that she noticed, with the situation at hand and her adrenaline spiked up she didn't dare look down at my pants. Her focus was on making I didn't move closer to her. Though I had to admit the few things I learned about her were very useful. She had been ready to fight if need be which meant I needed to get underneath whatever guards she had up. I didn't want to have to take anything by force and frankly it wasn't very much fun to do so.

Another thing was that her weapons now that I thought on it held three different uses. She could have hit or thrown the brush at me which I've had that happen before with another woman and those brushes when hit as hard as a woman can do actually hurt. Especially the thicker plastic ones. As for the tweezers, the way she held them was to strike into an eye socket possibly. With enough force you could do some serious damage with tweezers and she held them both up high enough to be able to do that damage to.

I had to get to know her better. The small talks we had were getting better and it was nice to have her talking to me regularly but I wanted to see her again. I wanted to worm my way beneath those clothes and see what else she was hiding. I was never more glad that I had photographic memory and could just shut my eyes to see her full lacy covered breasts again. I stroked myself a bit before undoing my pants and began to stroke my shaft.

I dropped my head back against the chair I was in and visualized her beckoning me to her and shedding the rest of her clothes off. The visual was intense and had me hard in seconds flat. I looked out the window to look into hers as she had the blinds open. I could see into her living room just a bit but I could also see into her kitchen where she was at. Deciding on it I pulled out a large black case from my own room and opened it to reveal the contents.

I pulled out the binoculars that I had from my previous employment and used them to see her in her place. She was wearing only little barely covering her ass shorts and a short yet very loose spaghetti strap top to go over it. I zoomed in as I stroked my shaft. I knew this was above and beyond but there was something about her I couldn't quite shake and I needed it. I needed to know why she ducked out on dinner this week and why she wasn't instantly attracted to me as most women were.

I watched as she ate a hot dog at the kitchen counter while watching something on her phone. I watched her mouth open on every big bite she took and imagined it was my cock instead making me hotter and harder. Yeah I was a pervert for this but at least I wasn't some fat slob eating a box of doughnuts watching. I licked my lips and groaned out as she licking some mustard off her fingers and shoved the last two bites into her mouth.

I dropped the binoculars and jerked myself off the rest of the way. My imagination worked overtime as I came on my hand. I felt relieved, more than I had in a long time. I went to put them back when I decided that maybe it would be better to keep them out for now till I could get closer to her. I looked back at the black case and looked at the rest of the contents debating which pieces in there would be useful in what I wanted to do next.

I put my hand to my chin in contemplation before going to shower. There was several things in that case of use to me for it. Besides it's not like I hadn't used it to 'watch over' my girlfriends in the past before. I had to…to protect them as each of them were mine. Not at the same time mine you, I'm a faithful man. They may not all have seen it that way at all but I did what I had to do. I wanted to be there all the time but they never let it get that far.

I sneered at the thought. So I used my former employment to keep them guarded…who cares. I surely didn't. Those that knew me well might call me possessive or even controlling to a degree on a stalker level but I saw it as a necessity. I had to keep an eye on them just like I would with Usagi…I had to keep and eye on what was mine to take and Usagi here was mine now…she just didn't know it yet.