S.O.S. For Sex or A Bang Above The Rest

Mitchell was fed up with his neighbor above him. He lived in an apartment and his neighbor above him constantly stomped around and made noise far past ten at night. And it seemed to happen every night. He had tried to ignore it but on this night he just had to say something, so he put on his shoes and went out to the hallway and up the stairs to the apartment above his.

Martha answered the door on the second knock and seemed a little surprised to see Mitchell. He had mentioned the noise in passing but it was the first time he knocked on her door at night to tell her. Actually, it was the first time he had knocked on her door in the years he had lived there.

Martha stood in the doorway in a robe that was tied so tightly Mitchell was sure she’d dislocate a kneecap if she were to bend over. He also noticed that she had a nice figure for a woman over fifty years old. But that didn’t change the fact that he was fed up with her disregard for his peace.

“What can I do for you?” Martha asked Mitchell. She seemed to relax a little.

He explained to her that he could not rest with her stomping around at all hours of the night. He then asked her if she could try to keep it down, at least after ten o’clock. She seemed to be fine with it and assured Mitchell that she would try to keep the noise down.

On the way back down to his apartment Mitchell could not help but recall that her robe had loosened by the end of their conversation. But whatever. He was only interested in the fact that she said she would keep the noise down.

Without surprise, the noise had not stopped. She had been a bit quieter for about a night or two, but that was about it. And this time the noise was even louder. Mitchell decided that he was going to pay her another visit. And this time he wasn’t going to be as polite as he was the first time.

“Hi. Do you know that you’re stomping around even louder than you were a few days ago?” Mitchell asked.

Martha put an apologetic look on her face and looked down as if she were very sorry. As she did that her robe opened a little bit, exposing her flat stomach and her black underwear. And to his surprise, Mitchell was turned on, and it sort of confused him.

“Ok, well please just try to keep it down.” Mitchell said.

Mitchell shook his head as he turned to walk down the stairs, confused about what he was feeling and seeing. He felt that Martha may have been flirting with him, but it could have been his imagination.

“If you hear any more noise just come back up.” Martha called to Mitchell.

Sure enough, only fifteen minutes later the noise started up again, and Mitchell was back upstairs at Martha’s door.