My Next Door Neighbor

Chapter 1

After a few encounters with the couple across the hall, we became more familiar with each other.The man, Joe Mendoza, worked in sales at a company, and his wife, Lesley Mendoza, was a teacher at a training institute. Lesley was 5'5", with fair skin, striking features, and an excellent figure that often drew attention when she stepped into the elevator. Even when dressed conservatively, her figure had a certain allure that caught the eye.She had the kind of grace and charm that a married woman exuded, a contrast to the energy of a single woman.Women always have plenty to talk about, while men tend to bond over work-related discussions. So, my wife and I often hung out with them.One day, I was in Joe's kitchen, flipping a spatula as I prepared a dish from my hometown. The dish needed more salt, so Joe went downstairs to buy some."Honey, I'm back. What are you making today?" A cheerful voice called from behind as someone hugged me, and I immediately noticed the softness pres