My neighbor Claire part 2 20[M] 20[F]

After the events of [part 1,](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/mktgt4/catching_my_neighbor_claire_fingering_herself/) surprisingly enough, not very much noteworthy happened for a week or two. The leaves turned yellow, my chem homework sucked, and Claire and I continued to spend most of our time on our respective balconies.

The first cold front in October hit, and though during the day it was still just warm enough for the balcony to be nice, it served as a reminder that we may not enjoy our time on the balcony as much as the fall progressed.

I looked up from my laptop. “Hey Claire”

She turned to look at me. “What’s up?”

I paused for a few seconds. “I’ve really enjoyed hanging out with you. Since it’s getting colder, I figure we won’t want to be on the balcony pretty soon. I just wanted to let you know, like, if you ever want to hang out, feel free to come over. You know, you can just bring your homework and do it here. I’ll enjoy the company.”

She smiled. “I think I’ll take you up on that.”

The next afternoon, I heard a knock at my door. I opened it to see Claire wearing a low-cut green sweater and tight form-fitting jeans.

Catching [M]y neighbor Claire [F]ingering herself [M20/F20] (Part 1)

Hey folks, there’s going to be a lot of exposition for this story, and the raunchy stuff is at the end (starting at *****). Just a fair warning

I moved back near my college in late August. I’d had a horrible summer. My internship had been cancelled in April due to covid, leaving me almost no time to find another one. So instead, I’d spent the whole summer living with my parents, feeling quite trapped.

By August, I would rather have lived alone seeing no one in person than spend another day stuck in my parents house. I managed to convince them that an apartment near campus would be worth it by signing up for a chem course (a subject which I normally avoid almost as much as the plague) with an in-person lab component. Technically there were options to do this remotely, but I was not about to tell my parents that

The apartment building is old. Plugs barely hold in the wall outlets without tape, and much of the paint is chipped and peeling. A window a/c unit in the kitchen hums like a jet engine, but I could barely feel the difference from the outside. But after living at home since March, it felt like a palace.