Last night at around midnight, I was just about to join my husband when I saw our driveway motion sensing lights turn on. I saw a car that I didn’t recognize slowly back out of our driveway and into my neighbours. Out came my neighbours son. He waved goodbye at the car and walked to his front door. I figured his friends were dropping him off and accidentally mistook our house for his, no big deal, I’ll just watch and make sure he gets inside before going to bed.
He fumbled around checking all his pockets, then sat down on the porch, looking frustrated. All the lights in my neighbour’s house were off other than the living room lights. I was a bit confused as to why he wouldn’t go in, so I went outside and asked if everything was okay.
I was in a sheer babydoll nightgown and thong when I went out. He couldn’t keep his eyes off my body. Turns out he forgot to bring his keys and didn’t expect to get home this late. His parents aren’t that strict about curfews since he’s 18 but they get really annoyed when he wakes them at night. I saw my chance and invited him in to my house.