Dear Diary: Confessions of the Filthy Girl Next Door

Hey Diary,

You know that guy next door? The one who pretends he’s too busy mowing the lawn to look at me when I’m bending over in my tiny shorts? Yeah… I caught him watching today. Again.

And you know what? I loved it.

I love knowing he’s imagining what I look like with nothing on — how I’d sound if he had me pinned up against the fence while everyone else is asleep. Sweet little me… the innocent girl next door… begging him to fuck me where anyone could catch us.

Sometimes I leave my window open just enough so he can hear me when I’m playing with myself at night. I wonder if he touches himself too, listening to my filthy moans while his wife is out walking the dog. Naughty, right? But that’s what makes it so much hotter.

I bet he thinks I’d be all shy if he actually knocked on my door. But if he did? Oh, I’d open it in my tiny nightie, pull him inside by his belt, and show him exactly how filthy the girl next door can be.

I’d love to see the look on his face when I drop to my knees, all sweet and giggly… then tell him to shut up and let me taste him. I want him to feel how wet I get just from teasing him over the fence.

Maybe tomorrow I’ll “accidentally” drop my towel when he’s taking the bins out. Maybe I’ll give him an eyeful he’ll never forget.

After all, a good girl’s got to be a little bit bad sometimes… right?

Yours,
Your Filthy Little Secret Next Door x

Shannon: Pin 400816