Although some hot action is eluded to, mostly to provide background for the 750-word submissions, this work is not intended to be erotic.
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The Pretoria sun already made a statement from the cloudless mid-March sky when Mandla stopped in front of the access gate to the closed community, where he recently purchased his first house. The temperature was in the low thirties and he valued the car's air-conditioned interior.
He searched for the gate's remote in the central console, and just started to panic when he recalled that he stowed the remote and the keys to the house in the cubbyhole. He leaned over to retrieve the keys and, excitedly, drove his Audi TT into the cul-de-sac.
He was nervous; he would be the only Black person living in the closed community of ten houses, and wasn't sure if his all-white neighbors would accept him. His nervousness was based on his perception that Pretoria's whites were more conservative than those in Johannesburg, where he had worked before his transfer.
When he reached house number seven, he stopped and left his car in the driveway in front of the garage, which opened with the remote he had received from the previous owner, Jack, when the transfer was confirmed.
He left the car outside, not only to leave space for his workshop tools, but also to allow space for the movers to carry the larger items into the house. He excitedly stepped inside and closed the door before he used the connecting door to the kitchen to get into the house. He made a quick scout of all the rooms to see if all was in order. Satisfied that Jack had cleaned up properly, he opened a window in every room before he checked the back yard and washing line, using the kitchen back door. He was still considering where he would put the kennel for Shaka, his one-year-old Rottweiler, when the doorbell rang.
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"Hi, I'm Izaac, my wife Crystal. Your next-door neighbor - Unit Six." He gestured with his thumb in the direction of their unit at the end of the cul-de-sac. Izaac had an imposing figure, standing six-foot-five tall, with a robust muscular physique, which would intimidate most. His loose-fitting sports T-shirt and shorts made him look even bigger than he actually was.
After having a good look at Izaac's body, Mandla's eyes were drawn to Crystal's bare tummy before scanning the rest of her body. He appreciated her slender five-foot-six body, sheathed in a pastel pink, body-hugging lycra set, which complemented her thirty-two-year-old body. Her torso was covered in a sports crop-top, which squashed her B-sized braless breasts tightly onto her chest, leaving her nipples pressed at attention. Lower down, she wore tight-fitting cycling shorts, which accentuated her well-toned leg muscles.
Izaac had noticed Mandla's appreciation of his wife's body. "Sorry, we just came from the gym, we haven't even got into the house properly when we heard your car stopping outside. We wanted to be the first to welcome you in the community. The community is like family here." He extended his hand to greet Mandla.
Mandla held his hand out to greet the thirty-five-year-old Izaac. "Pleased to meet you." From Izaac's firm grip, Mandla sensed that Izaac could easily squash his hand if he wanted to, and made a mental note not to upset his neighbor.
Crystal waited for the men to end their handshake before offering her hand, as well. When Mandla took her hand in his, she handed a plate with a dozen koeksisters to Mandla with her other hand. "Something to snack on during breaks." She deliberately bent one finger, and then a second, to scratch over Mandla's palm when they ended their handshake. "We have two kids, Jimmy and Tessa, they're eight and five, and they are visiting my parents for the weekend."
Mandla's dick tucked; if he wasn't mistaken, Crystal had just signaled to him that she would be interested in more intimate interactions. His reception started off much better than he had anticipated. His eyes were again drawn to the nipple protrusions Crystal's braless breasts made under her top. He was still appreciating Crystal's body when his phone rang.
Mandla connected the call. "Mandla, hello." He continued after listening to the voice over the phone, "Will do."
He looked at the couple. "Will you please excuse me, the delivery team with my stuff is at the gate and things will start to get busy soon." He turned to step into the house and paused before smiling self-consciously. "Sorry, before you go, can one of you please show me how to operate the gate's controls from inside the house?"
Crystal was the first to react. "Allow me." She slipped into the house past Mandla, deliberately rubbing her buttocks onto Mandla's cock as she slipped through the door opening, which was partly blocked by Mandla.
Mandla's dick stiffened when Crystal's buttocks brushed against him. He took a deep breath, contemplating whether it was accidental, or a reinforcement of her earlier signal of interest. He turned around and followed her into the house. He slid past Crystal to drop the koeksisters off in the kitchen, brushing her bum 'accidentally' in return with his hand as he passed her, signaling his willingness to playfully engage with her more intimately, if that was what she wanted. She wouldn't be the first white woman he had been intimate with. When he returned, he stood behind Crystal, looking over her right shoulder.
Mandla's six-foot-four frame, blocked some of the stray light from the lounge. Crystal waited until he was standing behind her before she started her instruction.
"This is the control unit. The button on the left is to speak over the intercom to the unit outside the gate."
Mandla's attention wasn't entirely on Crystal's explanation. He had pushed his dick forward to press against Crystal's bum, and she responded by pressing back into him, while rolling her hips in small circles. His dick reacted and he gave a contented sigh, releasing his hot breath onto Crystal's neck. Mandla, now convinced that Crystal played a game with him in the hope to be more intimate, contemplated the dynamics of the marital bond between Crystal and her husband.
Izaac had waited a while before entering Mandla's house. He knew that Crystal often teased men, and had already noticed her advances towards Mandla. She always did this in his presence, to make sure that nothing would come from it. It would be interesting to watch the situation develop, seeing that Mandla had openly appreciated her body. He had already picked up subtle signs of seduction and was sure that the intensity of Crystal's tease was only going to escalate. The passage darkened even further as he stepped into the doorway.
Izaac had told Crystal in the past that he liked it when she was flirtatious with strangers in his presence, he loved to see the men's frustrated reaction, too afraid to make a move onto Crystal due to his imposing presence, or imminent return. He enjoyed it even more when their wives were around to see their jealous reactions, which mostly waned when he started to pay attention to them in return, which often ended up somewhere private. He already noticed that Mandla was pressing his hips onto Crystal's ass. Izaac came to a halt, watching over Mandla's right shoulder.
Crystal continued, "The button on the right controls the gate. You press it once to open the gate." She pressed the button to illustrate.
Mandla frowned and pointed to a red light, which had started to flash. "Is there any significance to that flashing light?" He slipped his left hand onto Crystal's bare tummy, knowing that Izaac wouldn't notice it. His move elicited a contented sigh from Crystal.
Izaac was the first to respond, leaning into Mandla to point his finger under the flashing light. "The yellow signals that the motor is running, which means that the gate is moving, and when it changes to green, it shows that the gate is opening." He smiled, his move had pushed Mandla's chest onto Crystal's back. He waited for the light to turn permanently green. "The light goes solid green to tell you that it is fully open."
Mandla used the opportunity to slide his hand towards Crystal's right breast with his thumb and index finger pressing against her under-boob. His heart raced in his chest when she didn't divert his hand, but rather slipped the top off her boob with her left hand. He continued to lean into Crystal, even after Izaac had straightened up. His lips were enticingly close to her neck, tempting him to kiss the tattooed rose on her neck, but he wasn't sure how Izaac would react. He was enjoying his current interaction too much to bring a premature end to it. He had to suppress a groan as his scrotum contracted and his dick continued to respond to Crystal's moving ass. He pulled Crystal harder into him, instead.
Crystal continued her instruction, her voice quivering in excitement, thinking that she should plan to visit Mandla privately. "The gate will automatically close when it doesn't pick up movement for twenty seconds."
Izaac leaned forward as the light started flashing yellow and red. "This means the gate is now closing. As before, the yellow signals that the motor is running, but red is indicating that the gate is closing."
