Ever since I moved into
my
new apartment, I had always
noticed my neighbour, going
about his days with a sad and
depressed look on his face. It
was as if a dark cloud followed
him everywhere he went.
He was too handsome. I don’t
know him that much but, ih@te
to see people in such mood.
and the fact that, i was lowkey
crushing on him.. a part of me
wanted to reach out and talk to
him, but I didn’t want to intrude
on his personal space.
As time passed by, He became
increasingly withdrawn and
distant, always having a sad
and depressed look on his
face. I have no idea what could
have caused it. As a naturally
empathetic person, I wasn’t
able to ignore his pain so I was
always thinking of a way to help
him.
One night, while I was preparing
dinner, I heard a knock on my door. It was him, first thing I saw
was the pain and desperation
in his
eyes. Without saying a
word, he hugged me and broke
down in tears. I hugged him
back, not knowing what else to
do. As we stood there, I felt his
body trembling with sadness. In
that moment, knew had to do
something to help him.
So invited him in and we sat
down to eat dinner together. As
we ate, I noticed he was slowly
unwinding and relaxing. I can
tell he havnt eaten a proper
meal in days.
He told me He had just lost his
job with a mounting of debts
and his girlfriend abandoned
him because he was too brokw
to take care of her needs.
he was feeling helpless and
hopeless. I didn’t know what
to say to him, but i tried my
best to provide some words of
encouragement.
After the meal, we sat together
on the couch and he leaned on me while I comforted him. He needed someone and was the
perfect candidate for him.
I complimented and praise
his looks and that managed
to make him smile. He was so
cute. Next minute, we were
kissing aggressively on the
couch. I led him to my room and
he grind my patsy well to my
satisfaction.
don’t know why but, those
unhappy human beings f**ks
really good. You should see
the way he was smashinh that
d’ k in my p’asy. He treats me
like a dirty sl*t.. spanking and
dragging my hair. I liked it. I have
all my best experiences with
him. And it made me fall for him
even deeper.
We had six almost everyday
after that. Sometimes, I go to
his apartment, and sometimes
he comes to mine… we would
have amazing sex for hours. But
that didn’t solve a thing. thought the six will cheer
him up but, I was wrong. His
mood didn’t improve. No matter
how much food and s*xl gave
him, he still seemed sad and
depressed. That’s when I
realized that my efforts were
only a temporary distraction
for him. What he needed was
a deeper form of support,
which I wasn’t able to provide.
I had unintentionally used
his vulnerability for my own
pleasure.. I was selfish.
Feeling guilty and remorseful,
decided to end our meetings
and focus on being a better
neighbour and friend. He didn’t
like that did that but, I did
what have to do to help him.
After a while, he opened up to
me about his true emotions
saying he wants me to be there
for him in a more meaningful
way and that was how we
started dating as couples. He
got kicked out of his apartment
and he i let him move in with
me. We are married now with
two beautiful kids. He now has two beautiful kids. He now has
a job and he does everything for
the family.
In the end, I learned that
sometimes, the best way to
help someone is to simply be
there for them and listen to
their problems. You don’t really
have to do much. We didn’t
get married Because of the
sex, we got married because
we bonded perfectly and we
understood eachother more
than anybody else.
Thanks for reading.