Our neighbor was a professional tennis player and used to travel a lot. Because of that, her house was uninhabited for a long time. She always gave my mother her apartment keys while she was out to take care of the place and the plants. Samantha was, at that time, 26 years old, very appealing, brunette, long hair, brown eyes, and great body due to her permanent training.I really liked her very much since she gave me away my first racket (In time I realized that tennis was not my thing). I would not say that I had a crush on her because I was ten years younger, but I enjoyed watching almanbahis her in her tennis mini skirt when we shared the elevator ride.However, she never looked sexier than the day my mother sent me to ask her for some sugar, and Samantha received me wearing just her bathrobe. She had just taken a shower and still had her hair wet.Many of the times my mother went to Samantha’s, I accompanied her since she had an impressive collection of sports magazines.She always told us when she would arrive home so that my mother could connect her refrigerator and put something inside.That almanbahis yeni giriş time she told us she would be arriving next Friday, so, the day before, we bought some ice cream since it was the hottest day of the year and went to her home.Something was strange when I put the key inside the keyhole, I noticed that the door was closed but not locked. I didn’t say anything, and we came in. As usual, the place was totally dark since all the blinds were closed.I went fast through the hall to the living room for pulling up the blinds while my mother stayed behind closing almanbahis giriş the door. After shutting the door we heard a voice coming from the kitchen. It was Samantha’s voice asking if it was my mother. As she answered affirmatively, Samantha went to the hall to meet her, and for our great surprise……she came out of the kitchen wearing just a skimpy and tiny set of white lingerie!!!The way the place was designed was as follows. The kitchen door was located in the middle of the hall in front of the bedroom door. Then the living room at the end of the hall.The timing couldn’t have been more perfect. The kitchen was the only place where there were no blinds. Samantha stood there, fully exposed, in just her bra and thong, right in the only illuminated spot of the flat as if she were focused by a headlight.