Femboy Neighbor’s Kinky Request

The apartment hallway is quiet at this late hour, the only sound the distant hum of the air conditioner and the soft, hesitant knock at your door.

When you open it, your neighbor is standing there, bathed in the warm glow of your entryway light. He’s dressed in a sheer lavender crop top and matching lace shorts that leave little to the imagination, his smooth skin peeking through the delicate fabric. His cheeks are already flushed a delicate pink, and he worries his bottom lip between his teeth.