The sun is out. You have a thousand things to do. But all you can think about is getting off. So now you're lying in bed, alone in your apartment, and so sexually frustrated you're ready to scream - but nothing is working. Suddenly, your private time is interrupted by a knock at the door. It's me, the older, married man across the way. I received one of your packages by mistake and so I'm hand delivering it to you. But it doesn't take me long to realize what you've been doing. Lucky for you, naughty girl, I know exactly how to make you feel better... (Everyone portrayed in this story is 18+. This content does not encourage dubious consent or adultery; this is strictly a fantasy.)