A Neighbour in Need
by
Jules Davis
by
Jules Davis
I was leaving to go out for my work drinks. Another meeting with another producer that wanted to discuss my latest script. It had been a while since my last encounter with my new neighbor Heather, but since we were both married and didn’t want to rock the boat…. I didn’t rock it.
However, on my way out to the car, I saw Heather and her husband walking in. More stumbling actually. They had gone to a wedding that afternoon and had more than a few drinks. They were both dressed in elegant clothes. She was wearing a set of pearls that dangled into her cleavage and a dress that gave you full view of her amazingly toned legs.
Immediately flashed to the blow job she gave me in the car. It had been a source of inspiration for my writing. It had also been a source of momentary procrastination.
I saw her husband stumble in the grass. He was having a tough time standing up. I ran over and helped her carry him to the house. She asked if I would help her get him to the upstairs bedroom.
Heather’s husband flopped onto the bed and was snoring before I made it out of the room. She thanked me as she walked me down the stairs.
Heather asked me to stay for a few minutes. I told her about the drinks I had to get to. I was already running late. She lifted her skirt, to show me her pussy. I stopped cold. She was completely bare this time. She stepped close and kissed me darting her tongue in and out of mouth teasing me.
Heather sprang up to her knees running her hand over my stiff member. She smiled and said, “I want it now.” We undressed throwing clothes all over the room. I bent her over the back of the sofa and licked her swollen clit, pushing my tongue in and out of her. I stood up and placed my dick at her opening slowly walking my way into her soaking wet pussy.
Once completely in her I fucked her hard for one minute then pulled out teasing her with my dick before placing it back in her. As I entered her this time Heather yelled: “I am cumming.” I fucked her steadily for a few more minutes when I plunged deep inside her and came hard. She impaled my dick deep inside of herself and started cumming again. As I stood up Heather turned, kissed me, and told me to stop by on the way back from my drinks if I wanted.
I went to my work drinks and listened to the producer drone on about my script. However, all I could think about was the quickie I just had with Heather. He caught me smiling to myself and asked what I was thinking. I made up something stupid. After an hour I told the producer I had to get home.
I drove furiously back to my house. I pulled up to see my wife still wasn’t home yet. The light was on in Heather’s kitchen. I went to the front door and snuck inside.
I heard moans coming from the living room. Was Heather masturbating again? I flashed to our first experience with the fan. I peaked around the corner to see Heather bent over the sofa, masturbating, with her husband fucking her just as I had earlier that evening.
I watched them for a few. It was intriguing watching them fuck. He was still extremely drunk, so it was sloppy and fast. She massaged her clit like a woman on a mission. It was so different from the sex I had enjoyed with her. Less passionate. More mechanical.
After a minute he came inside her with a grunt. She continued to masturbate as he pulled out. A gooey wad of cum leaked down her leg as she fingered her swollen twat. I could tell she was on the verge, but it just wasn’t happening.
He made his way past me into the kitchen. I quickly slipped into the den to avoid being found. I watched him grab a beer and made his way up the stairs.
Frustrated, Heather finally stopped masturbating and just laid there draped over the couch. I could tell she aggravated. I heard her husband return to the bed. She got up and started for the stairs when I peeked out. “Need some help?”
She smiled with surprise, “What are you doing?”
“You told me to come back. I’m back.” I slipped a finger into her sopping wet pussy. She moaned deeply. “We can’t.”
I turned to leave, but she pulled me back. “Make it quick.”
I sat her up on the counter, dropped my pants, and plunged back into her waiting pussy. She let out a loud moan. Her husband called down and asked what she was doing. She told him that she would be right up.
I slowly fucked her. I had never fucked a woman right after another man had cum in her pussy. The feels was amazing, so juicy and wet. I could only imagine what it was doing for her.
Every stroke seemed to make Heather more excited. Finally, she started to shake, wrapped her legs tight around me, and bit my ear. “I’m cumming”, she shuddered. “Come with me.”
That’s all it took to send me over the edge. I sped up and pumped her full of my hot semen. My balls twitched with delight until there was nothing left to give her. We stayed that way for a moment, kissing and caressing. Wrapped in each others arms. Orgasmic bliss flowing through our bodies.
Heather’s husband called down to her again. We quickly separated. I pulled up my pants and gave her a kiss. “Sweet dreams”, she said to me as I headed out the door. I ran home and took a shower. My wife came home a few minutes later and asked how my day was… Eventful..
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Sun, 18th April, 2010
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