The creeper episode 1 scene two

So there he was in the little laundry room he could feel the silky touch of those stocking shoved between his swets and his bare thigh. Shiney, silky stocking that had minutes prior engulfed a goddess ass her shapely legs, thighs and knees and perfect little toes. He thought to himself as he loaded his laundry into the washer what a creep he was being, but it had been so long, he was going on 4 days without a proper release, on top of that he had insomnia and after all she had smiled at him from the pool a week ago. He realized after loading his dank laundry in the machine he had neither quarters nor soap. He heared footsteps above, they echoed on the hollow spot in the concrete, then a key and a door opening. He'd hoped they would pass quickly so that he could avoid any shameful interactions, he continued to hear footsteps above in one of the apartments and the whistling and a shower. He figured it was clear then, though he never heard the door close and was worried that it was that nameless beauty come to reclaim her pantyhose. Thinking of her acusing him, shaming him, calling him a perve had him erect again, his cock pressed up and the stocking fell into the tent that was created in the process touching his cock dr****g over his balls, the sensation was smooth, and alluring. He took a deep breath and crept out the door, crept up the stairs and turned the corner. He saw the girls door propped open with a maintenance cart and he tried not to look, hard on sticking out, headed quickly for the flight of stairs up to his apartment. Then a voicelike jimmy Stewart on helium " well, hey there Jones, up early this morning?" It was his land lord "yes Mr. Bob, have to do some laundry before work" he drawled, not realizing how exhausted he was until he heard himself. Bob creaked in his upstate New York whine "I'm up early too, couldn't sleep and Daphnie needed a little help with her shower fan, you know the thing about that is if the steam doesn't vent then you get mold and Daphnie is such an early riser ...." and he kept talking, fortunately his hardon had dissipated, Bob's voice was kind of like baseball to him i guess, he was mustering an "uh huh" here and there, finally Bob said "I could use a hand for just a sec if you have minute, just need you to hand me some tools" " um... OK but let me go grab my soap and quarters really quick first" the pantyhoes and slipped down his pant leg. "Young man" said the old white haired prune, "I've got some soap right here on the cart and I can turn off the pay mode on washers and dryers if only you would be kind enough to lend me a hand, I think we can be neighborly", Bob was always going on about how he was a neighbor and a landlord like he could split in two, truthfully he was like two different people, both palatable but annoying, "well alright no poblem" and he followed the geezer in to Daphnies, well decorated and furnished, home smelling apartment.......Daphne, Daphnie, he was breathing her space, he was tasting her air.....