"The Neighbors"

I was surprised to see a review posted from a Paily fan, it read…

"I don't really read Emaya stories coz I am a paily fan :P this is the only one I read and it's awesome. Really interesting and hawt. ;-) Though I wish u would write a Paily fic too. Hehe don't kill me. Lol :P"

Even the Pailys can see how 'hawt' EMAYA is and even the Pailys cannot deny the beautiful sexy chemistry of EMAYA!

EMAYANS, you needn't worry about me writing Paily fanfics, I BELONG TO YOU TOTALLY AND COMPLETELY!

Though I must say I am flattered that a Paily fan is trying to recruit me to write for them. And I even think there was some flirting going on! Hmmm, a Paily flirting with an Emayan author, not sure how you Emayans feel about that!

Now back to this chapter…

Will Emily let Maya paint her nude after their evening of getting to know each other better? Their intimacy is growing, and if she does paint her nude are they ready to take the next step together?

Let's find out…

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Chapter 9: About Last Night…

I lie in my bed next to Ryan thinking about kissing Maya and I can't help but smile, biting into my lower lip trying to disguise my euphoria. I turn on my side away from Ryan worried that my thoughts might betray me. Thoughts of lying down together in that lounge chair. Thoughts of kissing Maya on that lounge chair. Thoughts of her hand sliding down to the place I want her to be so badly on that lounge chair. Thoughts of me asking the husbands whose winning and Maya replying so close to my ear 'I think I am' on that lounge chair. Thoughts of lying down on my couch with Maya lying on top of me, kissing me ever so gently, ever so tenderly, ever so compassionately. Thoughts of falling asleep in her arms…

Shit! I sit up quickly. I fell asleep in her arms! How the hell did I get in my own bed! When did Maya leave? Did Ryan find us all snuggly? Fuck!

As I'm silently freaking out, my cell phone rings, it's Maya; I answer quickly hoping not to disturb Ryan.

"Hello," I say quietly.

"Hey, is everything okay?"

"Umm, I'm not sure, I'm still in bed and I don't want to disturb Ryan. Hold on while I go downstairs."

I sit on the couch we made out on wrapped in the blanket we cuddled with. Mmmm. I can still smell her scent, our scent…

"Can you talk now?"

"Oh yeah sorry," I say distractedly still thinking about her body on top of mine.

"I just wanted to make sure you were okay after last night."

"I'm okay, are you okay?"

"I'm fine. I had a really nice time with you and I hope I didn't scare you off."

"Scare me off? What do you mean?"

"I took liberty with your body when we were out on the pool deck and I guess I'm feeling a little guilty about that."

"Don't, don't ever feel guilty. I wanted you to touch me but I'm kind of scared."

"About what?"

"Maya we're married, we love our husbands, what is this and is it real?"

"I think it's real."

"I think it's real too but we have to slow down, actually I need to slow down."

"Emily, I can honestly say, I don't know what this is between you and me. But I can also say that whatever this is, I like it."

I smile shyly because it's not just what she's saying to me, it's her tone of voice, that sexy low tone that makes me so in the mood to…

"Em, are you there?"

"Oh sorry, I'm just feeling a little hung over I think," trying to recover from my naughty thoughts.

And you just said you wanted to slow it down, get it together!

"Well you did drink down that tequila awfully fast. I was impressed."

"I wouldn't be, cuz I'm feeling it so bad right now but not bad enough to know that I fell asleep in your arms."

"Yeah you did."

"But Maya how did I get upstairs and how did you get home?"

"Well, you drank a lot more than me and I woke up to your snoring…"

"Snoring! I don't snore!"

"Yeah ya do. But it's a cute snore. I like it."

"You do?" I ask super embarrassed.

"Yeah I do. So, I got up to leave but you woke up."

"And…"

"And, you wanted me to stay but I couldn't so I asked you if you wanted me to take you to bed."

Yes, please take me to bed!

"And?"

"And, I did. I helped you up the stairs, helped you out of your clothes, helped you in your pajamas, helped you get into bed and then I helped myself…"

"You what?" I ask totally freaked out but none the less excited!

Maya laughs, "I was just kidding about the last part. You're too funny."

I wish you weren't kidding…

"Maya, our husbands were right next door, Ryan could have caught you!"

"He did."

"He what?" I ask panicked.

"He walked into your bedroom as I was kissing you on your forehead."

"Oh my god, what did he do?"

"He thanked me for taking care of you and said he was glad that you had me."

"What did you say?"

"I said she does have me."

"You didn't!"

Maya laughs some more, "No, I didn't. I'm kidding. I just told him that we hit it off right away and I'm glad we're friends, friends who can count on each other."

"What did Ryan say to that?"

"He said he was really happy that you found someone like me."

"He's right ya know. I am really happy that I found you..."

"Hey, I have another call but I wanted to know if you wanted to go to the gallery with me?"

"I guess I should since the art show is in just a few weeks and I need to memorize all those paintings and artists and prices and whatever else."

"Yeah you do, k, be ready in an hour."

"K, bye."

"Bye beautiful."

I fall back on the couch, snuggling in our blanket, the things she makes me feel! Wait, she said she helped me with my pajamas, okay good; I still have on my bra and panties. I'm not ready for her to see me naked but mmmm, I can't help myself; I slide my hand down my pajamas stroking myself thinking about that sexy sultry voice calling me beautiful! My fingers pick up the pace as I think about kissing Maya, my Maya, her hand so close to where mine is now! My head rocks back as I can feel myself about to…

"Hey Emily!" shouts Ryan from the top of the stairs scaring the crap out of me making me miss my fucking orgasm! Jesus Ryan, you really know how to ruin the perfect self-stimulation moment!

"Em, do you know where my black leather belt is?"

"It should be hanging in the closet next to your dress pants!" I shout back up to him and then start laughing to myself as I can't believe I just got caught with my own hand down my own pants! Yet Maya has her hand down my pants in front of our husbands and nothing, they see nothing! Damn that girls got some karma going her way bringing a smile to my face…

"Found it! Thanks babe!"

To the City…

Josh, Ryan, me and Maya take the train to the city together. We are sitting with our husbands so no hand holding or sweet looks or talking about last night. Josh and Ryan head to their office while Maya and I take a taxi to the gallery.

Once we arrive at the gallery, Mr. Johansen asks Maya about her painting.

"Oh, I'll bring it in after I paint Emily."

I look over at her in shock as she just told the owner of the gallery that I'm going to be naked too!

"Wait, you're painting Emily nude?"

"Yep, but I haven't started yet."

"Well then I think you better. I want you and Emily side by side right over there on your wall. Do you have a name for the paintings yet?"

"I thought I would call them 'Our Nude Coming Out'. What do you think?"

"I like it. I really like it. Now hop to it St. Germain, the show's just a few short weeks away."

"You heard him Em, I better get started painting you," Maya says with a whole lot of eye sex.

"Maya, how can you even think about painting me nude after last night?" I ask totally freaked out.

"Em, painting is what I do. I see a lot of naked bodies."

"Yeah, but have you ever made out with any of those naked bodies?"

"Well, no but there's always a first," she says with a wink as she walks away to attend to some business.

How the hell am I going to get all naked for her and just sit there? I don't think I can do it. I'm not ready for this. I, I'm not ready for her to see me naked! I, I need some air…

A little while later…

"Hey, Ted did you see Emily?"

"Yeah she went out back a few minutes ago. She looked a little upset. Is everything okay?"

"I'm not sure. But I'm gonna find out."

Maya goes out back to find out what's up with her.

"Hey Em, what are you doing out here?"

"I, I needed some air."

"Why, what's wrong?"

"Maya, you're still planning on painting me nude after last night?"

"Em, it's no big deal…"

"No big deal! It was to me!"

"I didn't mean it that way. It was a big deal to me too. I just meant it's not a big deal for me to paint you nude," she says as she takes my hands in hers giving them a reassuring squeeze.

"How can it not be?"

"Because I respect you and I would never hurt you. Your body is art Em and I'm an artist. I can and will be professional the whole time. I promise."

I smile when she says this. She always knows what to say to me to make it better but I'm not sure I want her to be professional the whole time so much for thinking I want to take it slow…

"Thanks for saying that. I really appreciate it and needed to hear it."

"Come on let's go back inside, you have a ways to go with your studying of all those paintings and their artists."

"Your right I do, let's go."

"Everything okay you two?" asks Ted.

"Yeah, everything is as it should be," replies Maya as she takes my hand leading me to my research.

Maya busies herself with her work while I get on the laptop looking up all the artists and their paintings, taking notes trying to figure out how to memorize everything. Time has taken off and it's getting late so Maya suggests we get going. I take the laptop with me so I can work on the train and not have to talk about last night or me getting naked in front of Maya. She busies herself too with her work. Every once in a while I gaze up at her thinking that I know she would never take advantage of my nakedness but I also can't stop wishing that she would…

Back at Maya's house…

When we get back to her house I don't know what has come over me, maybe it's what she said about respect, making me feel more confidant and kind of bold so I say,

"So how long does it take you to paint someone?"

"Umm it depends."

"Well someone like me, how long?"

"I would want to get every detail perfect so I would definitely take my time with you," she says rather genuinely with a slight head tilt.

"Okay, then I think you should start right away."

"You mean like right now?"

"Yes. I mean like right now."

"I wasn't expecting this but okay," she says with surprise and delight in her voice.

We walk into her studio so she can get things ready.

"Em, I'm gonna need you to take a shower."

I'm gonna need you to join me…

"Should I wash my hair?"

"Umm, I think your hair is perfect, I want it a bit wild."

I want you a bit wild…

"There should be a robe in there so just put that on when you come back."

"Just the robe?"

"Just the robe."

When I finish my shower, I put on the robe, just the robe. Oh Emily what are you doing? I keep telling myself I'm not ready so what the hell Emily? Just get it over with. It's going to be fine. I'm fine, I'm gonna be fine. She's just painting me, that's all. Oh god, I hope I don't get excited. Shit. What if I do? Maya does this all the time. I trust her. I have to trust her. It's my body that I'm worried about betraying me…

When I walk into the art studio, Maya has changed into short jean shorts and a tank top. Jesus! Did she really have to do that? Her arms and legs are perfectly toned and that cute rear of hers is tucked tightly into those shorts. Damn!

"Hey, so are you ready for me?"

Oh, you have no idea how ready I am! Again, so much for wanting to take it slow…

"Yeah, let's do this."

"Here," she says handing me a drink.

"What's this?"

"It's a glass of tequila just in case you need something to relax you."

I don't need something to relax me, I need someone…

"Okay then, so I was thinking that you would lie down on your right side with your top leg bent and draped onto the bed. Then I'll have you place your left arm on your side with your hand resting on top of your thigh. Your right arm will be bent to support your head. Just toss your hair around and I want that really sexy smile of yours. Can you do that for me?" she asks as she takes my hair between her thumb and index finger sliding them through my dark mane, while giving me that sexy head tilt.

My head looks down to hide my blushing and Maya notices lifting my chin with her cupped hands,

"You're beautiful. It's gonna be beautiful. Now let me paint your beauty…"

Somehow, the warmth of her hands against my face makes me feel safe. It makes me know that I can do this for her, for me, for us…

"So, I'm going to set up my canvas while you get settled in the pose, okay?"

"Okay."

I take a swig of my tequila letting the liquid warm my body giving me the courage I need to take off my robe…

As I'm getting settled, I notice that she isn't looking at me. Why isn't she looking at me, does she not find me attractive anymore after my snoring?

"Hey, no furrowed brow. Give me that smile I know you can smile."

So I do. I give her that smile that only she can make me smile.

"Yep, that's the one."

And she starts painting me. She looks so serious. She really isn't going to make a move on me, I can't help but feel a little disappointed especially after last night…

After a couple of hours go by, Maya gets up to do something but I can't tell what. When she sits back down she says,

"There, you look sleepy and I need you to look the same way you did when I started."

Oh my god, she turned on the cold air. I'm going to get all nipply! My breathing starts to increase and I can feel myself getting moist. Shit! Not now!

"Hey, I need that smile okay?"

"Maya, I'm feeling a little tired do you think we can stop now?"

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, please."

"Umm, just let me take your picture so I can continue to work on you."

Damn Maya, you don't need a camera to work on me. Emily, geez that has to be the tequila talking…

"Okay, so give me that smile I know I make you smile."

Did she just say the smile she knows she makes me smile? I can't believe she just said that! I can't believe she knows!

"There, that's perfect. Okay then, why don't you put your robe back on and umm get dressed."

I get up off of the bed, my nipples are reacting to the cold, I'm about to reach for my robe when Maya turns around. My breathing quickens, my heart is racing because she's really looking at me now, really looking at me. No longer Maya the artist, but yes Maya my neighbor, Maya my friend, Maya the woman who kissed me so passionately last night, Maya my soon to be lover…

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To Be Continued…

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