I first saw Ann when I was carrying groceries into my apartment. She was moving in. I live in one of those horseshoe apartment buildings, with an open courtyard in the middle. Pool, BBQ pit, nice place. Anyway, I was balancing my groceries on my knee and unlocking my door when I heard the commotion. I turned to look and all I saw was her tan legs and blue running shorts. She was bent over, trying to pull something up the stairs. Quite a view of an incredible ass, I thought as I dropped my groceries and ran over to help.
"Oh! Um, thanks," she said, breathing heavily from the effort. A light sheen of sweat glistened on her forehead, plastering her blonde hair down. "My friend crapped out on me, and I'm stuck trying to get everything moved in myself."
I told her it was no problem, and let's get the loveseat up the stairs and into her apartment, then let me get my groceries put away and I'd help. Hell yeah, I'd help! She was hot, and anything I could do to get in good with a woman like that, I was down for it! We got her loveseat into her place, then she came with me to get a glass of water while I put my stuff away. Thank God I cleaned the place up the day before, because I'm not exactly neat. Anyway, she finished her water and I finished my groceries, and we headed down to the street where her moving van was parked.
She had a few big things left, including her dresser, bed, and a couple of tables. Some boxes, and what looked like garment bags.
"I am, well I was, a model. But I'm going to law school now." She told me about how she dropped out of high school as a freshman and had private tutors while she traveled to photo shoots. Turns out, I had, um, well, pleasured myself to her pictures for about the past six years or so. I didn't tell her that, but seeing her just inches away, and knowing she was going to be my neighbor, I had trouble hiding my erection!
We spent the next two hours or so getting everything moved out of her van and into the apartment, just two doors down from me. I helped her get everything situated, then drove with her to return the van. We stopped on the way back to our apartment complex for a beer, her treat, before getting home and ordering a pizza. We ate and talked as I helped her unpack her kitchen and get her bed put together. Watching her fall back on it once it was all assembled, I almost lost it. So glad she had her eyes closed, so I could adjust my cock and pinch just below the head to keep from cumming. By the time she was ready to call it a day, it was almost ten at night. I offered her a cup of coffee and a movie at my apartment, but she told me she was too tired. She did give me a big hug for helping her, and the feeling of her perfect breasts, 34-C according to her model data sheets, kept me wide awake all night long.
A couple of days went by before I see her again. I swim every morning in the dinky pool we have. Twenty meters long, so I have to do a lot of laps to get anything out of it. It keeps me in shape, though, especially when I mix it with running several miles every afternoon and weights at the campus gym three nights a week. Anyway, she came out to go for a morning run just as I was getting out of the pool.
"Hey, Ann! Getting settled?"
"Yeah, getting there. You swim in that pool?"
"Well, I flip a lot more than a regular pool, but it helps. Swim for an hour every morning, and even in this little thing I get a decent workout."
"Oh, okay. Well, I better go on my run. I have an appointment at the law school at nine."
"Want some company? I usually run in the afternoons, but you don't know your way around yet."