"Orlando....Bloom. Hmm.", Tracey read after Charlie, the apartment building's Superintendent, slipped the new occupant's name into the mailbox's tiny display window. The mailbox right next to hers which meant his apartment was also.

"Pretty decent looking young fella.", Charlie commented as she retrieved her mail. "Met him yesterday. I could introduce him to ya Miss Tracey."

"NO!!", Tracey immediately blurted out. "I mean, that's okay Charlie. I'm sure we'll run into each other sooner or later."

"Suit yourself. Just thought I owed ya one seeing as things didn't work out with the guy from 4B."

"Who, Bruce? Are you kidding? We get along great! I couldn't begin to tell you just how much we have in common!", Tracey stated with a big smile.

"Ya don't say?", Charlie replied rubbing the grey stubble on his chin, happy to hear that his match-making skills had helped Miss Tracey find a nice guy. "So you're dating Bruce then?"

"Well, not exactly.", she said with a slight shrug. "We've hung out a couple of times and we did go to the mall last weekend. We shopped, had lunch then sat around for hours and gossiped while we boy-watched."

"Boy-watched???", Charlie asked incredulously, his brow raised high. "Are you saying that Bruce. The body builder is......."

"Oh yeah!", Tracey replied with a grin even though she'd been a bit disappointed when she found out because Bruce was after all a very attractive man. "Anyway, at least now I have somebody to go to the gym with.", she sighed.

"Well I guess that's something!", Charlie said with a snort. "But my offer still stands on this Bloom fella, I'll just do a bit more research this time then I'll get back to ya!"

"Yeah you do that Charlie!", she laughed then headed for the elevators.

That Monday night and every other night for a whole week Tracey discovered just how sexually active her new neighbor was from the sounds that emitted from his apartment and into her bedroom. The first incident occurred just as she was about to drift off to sleep when she distinctly heard a man's voice in the throes of passion. Reaching down to the floor, Tracey picked up a shoe with the intention of banging on the wall so they'd keep it down so she could sleep but instead and out of curiosity she kneeled on the bed and pressed her ear to the wall.

"Damn that was hot!.", was all she could say as the echo from the final moan hung in the air. As she crawled back under the covers she thought it was kind of odd that she hadn't heard a peep from the woman he was with, only him. "If that had been me in there the whole building would've woken up!", she snorted knowing that she also tended to get very vocal during sex, especially if the guy knew what he was doing!

For the next four nights Tracey pressed her ear to the wall and listened in on the mystery couple figuring....what the heck! She wasn't hurting anybody and it was the closest thing to a sex life she'd had in awhile since she wasn't currently dating anyone but she still felt it was strange that the woman never let out so much as a tiny gasp even though it sounded like he was really enjoying himself.

Friday morning Tracey finally had a visual to go with the audio when Orlando happened to pass her in the lobby and she'd accidentally dropped her keys. He'd quickly scooped them up then with a warm "Good morning" and a smile, he pressed them into her hand leaving her standing there gawking as he exited the building. Charlie who had witnessed the whole thing mouthed the words "that's him" when she finally looked his way. "That's my neighbor?....Damn!", she'd quietly mouthed back at Charlie before exiting the building also to go to work.

All day long the only thing she could think about was him. His smile, his hair and those eyes! Not to mention that she was dying to get home and hopefully hear his passionate voice again.

Finally at home that evening, Tracey showered, had a light dinner then sat in her bed to wait for the action to begin.

It was still pretty early so grabbing the remote she flipped through the channels with the mute on of course, but not finding anything that would hold her interest she switched the TV off. Next she tried to read but not being able to keep her concentration on the book for very long, she soon got bored and her eyelids became heavy. When her head tipped over to the side her whole body jerked with a start when she realized she'd fallen asleep.

Looking at the clock on her nightstand she let out a curse because she couldn't believe she'd zonked out for a whole half hour, so quickly getting on her knees she firmly pressed her ear to the wall and let out another curse when she heard that they'd started without her.

"Oooh yeah, that's it.......mmmmm!!", she heard him moan. "That feels soooo gooood! Yes! Yes! Yes! Uh!"

Tracey's breath quickened as she continued to listen, her hand making it's way between her legs as she pictured herself with Orlando.

From the tone of his voice she could already tell he was reaching his peak and she let out a moan of her own as she heard him call out as he came.......
"OH GOD! OH GOD! TRACEEEEEEYYYYY!!!!"

Her eyes flew open and she gasped, pushing herself away from the wall as if her ear had been scorched. "No fucking way!!", she panted not believing what she'd just heard.