Neighbor's beautiful young wife

She was absolutely wasted, leaning against my door. I hesitated for three seconds, then unlocked it anyway. She stumbled right into my arms, soft and warm like a flame. The next day, she left a note: “Thanks, and sorry.” We pretended nothing had ever happened—until that thunderstorm night, the power went out, and she knocked on my door in a camisole nightgown… From that moment on, neighbors were no longer just neighbors.