"How does this feel?"
"A bit... A bit lower..."
"Here?"
"Y-Yes... That's... Perfect..."
The volume was down. Exceedingly so.
Let alone Tyler, even Olivia could barely hear it.
Thanks to the System temporarily increasing his Perception Stat, Tyler could make out the words... But he didn't care about that.
The effect they were having on Olivia was much more important.
Having been unable to see the laptop screen, Tyler had no idea what his neighbour was actually watching, what she was preparing to do... Or how she was feeling.
That changed however, as Olivia bent her knees, lifted and crossed her feet, and momentarily raised her hips, just long enough for her hand to slip through, to slip below her stomach, between her inner thighs, and below her crtoch.
Tyler's trance only grew in intensity as he saw her fingers emerge from below her slightly parted legs to curl around and over her crotch.
"Aahh..."
It wasn't a moan or a gasp, but something in between, like a sigh of relief that exited Olivia's mouth.
Her other hand moved the laptop a couple of centimeters to the left so that her neck could rest more comfortably.
Only then was Tyler able to see the screen.
Gulp-
'She's watching... Erotic massage play? Is that how that's called?'
He only felt like a bit of a creep looking at her through the window, thought it was the System's fault, and the fact she was watching something like this only made it...
'I don't know if that makes it worse or not... A woman watching p*rn... I know women do, but it's the first time I get... Actual confirmation...'
What made Tyler feel less like a creep was obviously not the fact that a woman was watching p*rn solely.
'Isn't she a massage therapist... A masseuse...?'
That's what made it all the more arousing and freaky.
Tyler momentarily managed to tear his eyes away from Olivia's body to focus on the screen placed in front of her as she lay flat on her stomach.
Surprisingly, the focus of the video was entirely on the female being massaged.
In fact, the guy wasn't visible at all. Only his hands could be seen. Plus, he wasn't even naked.
The woman, however, wasn't wearing any clothes.
'Is she into women or something...?' Tyler raised an eyebrow. 'I'm pretty sure she divorced her husband and moved here... Though I don't know the reasons.'
"Oh, yes..." Olivia whispered with a languid voice.
Her reactions almost seemed to follow those of the woman on the screen.
She lay on her stomach with a hand against her crotch.
Tyler gulped as Olivia's body started moving. Slowly and rhythmically, she started rocking forward and backward. There was barely any movement, yet her butt was starting to jiggle, following her momentum and shaking as she rode her hand, feeling the pressure on her swelling clitoris through her panties and pyjamas.
'Who knew pyjamas could be so hot...'
The forward and backward rocking grew more and more intense as the massaged woman's reactions grew more and more intense.
As she lay on her stomach just like that woman, Olivia imagined a man's hands on her back, massaging her shoulders, her thighs, her lower back... She imagined those hands kneading into her, ridding her of the muscle knots and aches.
She imagined a man taking the time to make her feel good.
As a massage therapist, it was her job and duty to make others feel better, to help them with their muscle and joint pain, to make them more comfortable... But no one was doing that for her.
The desire for someone to take the time to make her feel good grew stronger with time, and eventually turned into a more physical desire, a lustful one.
By the time the first video ended, Olivia's face was flushed. Drops of sweat had formed on her forehead. Her legs had parted further and her knees had slowly risen on the couch, bringing her closer to a frog pose.
Seeing her in such a position, Tyler couldn't help but imagine what it would feel like to be right behind her, right above her, giving her the touch she craved, and more.
"Mhhhm..." Olivia bit on her finger to muffle a moan. She could tell that were panties were now drenched. Maybe her pyjama pants too. She could feel the wetness with her hand, despite the two layers of fabric separating her hand from her salivating lower lips.
Tyler found himself with a physical reaction as well.
His erection was battling the boxer and shorts keeping it down, eager to break free.
Finding himself bricked up, Tyler decided that it was time to leave.
Anything further would be too weird.
Just when he was about to, finally managing to look to his right, to look at the path he had taken to get here, Tyler gave her one final glance.
Olivia wasn't on the couch anymore.
She was seated on the ground, with her side leaning against the couch.
Her legs were fully parted, and her hand, which previously only remained under her passively, was now being used to gently stroke her swollen clit, hidden by panties and pants.
Gulp-
Tyler couldn't exactly tell. The laptop was still in the same place. But now, all he could see was her back.
He could only see her from behind, and could only imagine how her hand was moving, how her body was reacting... How her face was looking right now.
What kind of facial expression did Olivia have on her face as she touched herself?
Tyler shook his head and,
[2nd Location available!]
The arrow appeared once again.
Tyler let out a sigh. It was better this way. At least, he wouldn't have to remain bricked up and unable to do anything, which was as close to torture as it could get at the moment.
Whipping it out or touching himself was completely out of the question.
He was a bit of a creep right now due to the System Quest, but he was a creep with (minimal) morals.
'It's...' Tyler frowned as he noticed. 'It's aiming in the opposite direction from where I came from.'
Gulp-
'Just where are you trying to take me now?'
Instead of tracing back his steps and walking off the lawn, Tyler walked deeper into the lawn, keeping his body stuck to the wall.
Vrrrrooom- Vrrrrooom-
'A car?' Tyler gulped. 'I was so focused on Olivia I couldn't hear anything going on.'
He took a deep breath, hoping that his erection would calm down soon.
Unfortunately, Perception Stat boost was still active and,
Aaahhhh-
Tyler could hear the green-haired neighbour moan, despite having walked a dozen steps away from her window, and her best efforts to muffle them.
'...!'
Shivers went down Tyler's spine. The car he had heard wasn't simply passing by.
It was parked right in front of Olivia's building, and it was perfectly in Tyler's field of vision.
Slip-
Different apartments in the same building shared walls, but behind the bathrooms there was an empty patch of grass.
Tyler slipped into that space, which was part of the lawn.
Above him were the bathrooms' small frosted ventilation windows, along with the System's arrow pointing downward.
[You have reached the 2nd Location.]
[Quest "Dear Neighbour" Progress: 66%.]
Tyler, now in complete darkness and with nothing to look at, found himself focusing on his sense of hearing without meaning to.
Aaaahhhh-
He could hear Olivia's gasps and moans so clearly that it felt like he was still looking at her.
In fact, Tyler could picture the scene perfectly in his head... Until a sudden buzzing sound cut her moan short and caused her to let out a fearful shout of surprise.
'It was definitely a man that I saw getting out of that car.' Tyler thought. 'It better not be a boyfriend or something. I'm pretty sure I never saw her bringing a man to her apartment... System, there's only one Location left... If it is a boyfriend...' He gulped. 'You're not going to make me watch, are you?'
[The 3rd Location isn't available yet.]
Tyler gulped again, fearing that the 3rd Location would become available once the two would 'get started'.
He shook his head while rubbing his forehead.
'System, I think we need to make something clear.' Tyler said telepathically. 'I would rather die than see a woman I want for myself getting fucked by someone else. You understand that, right? The moment it seems to be going that way, I'm leaving, I don't care about the Quest or anything of the sort-'
Tyler's thought was interrupted by a sudden shout, and he focused on his sense of hearing again.
"Go fuck yourself, you freaking asshole! I already told you to never come back here! I divorced you, and I never want to see you again!"
"Olivia, please... You're being unreasonable... Let me in first so we can talk without-"
"You're not coming in. You're never coming in! In fact, get out of the building!"
Tyler listened to the shouting, nodding continually.
'I can work with this.' He nodded. 'This, I don't mind watching.' Tyler frowned suddenly. 'Except if there's going to be make up sex of some kind, then I'm leaving.'
Little did Tyler know, there would never be any making up between Olivia and her ex-husband.
The reasons for that, he would quickly learn.