This is the story of how my neighbour seduced me.
My neighbour came to my house one day to ask if I could remove a radiator from her wall as she was getting it replasted. I’d noticed her a few times and noticed what a sexy little thing she appeared to be. We’d said hello a few times and I’d spoken to her husband a couple of times, but beyond that nothing much more. This time, it was just her and I got a really good look at her and noticed all of her sexy features at close quarters. She had blonde hair just below neck length, bluest of blue eyes, nice firm tits and a smooth flat stomach leading to lovely shapely legs.
While I was removing the radiator, she asked if I would like a cup of coffee, which I accepted. After I’d removed the radiator from its mountings and also them, I sat on a chair drinking my coffee and small talking. Suddenly she put her head in her hands and started to cry. I asked what the matter was and why so sad. “Oh, just ignore me” she said. You’re clearly upset about something. Is there a problem, is there anything I can help you with?” I said. ” Not really, it’s my problem” she said. She then started to really sob into her hands.
Not really knowing what to say or do, I went and sat beside her and put my hand on her shoulder. “Whatever it is, it can’t be that bad” I said. As I said that, she leaned into me. “It’s my husband, he treats me like a skivvy and nothing more” she said. “I feel like nothing more than a slave and wench” she said. “I thought you two were a nice couple, pleasant, friendly, etc” I said. “Looks can be deceiving ” she said. She leant further into my shoulder as she poured out her heart to me, which took me a little by surprise. “Even in bed, it’s a roll on, pump, cum, roll off and snore job” she said. “You couldn’t even call it a fuck, never mind love making” she said. As she was telling me all of her problems, I’d felt her hand rubbing my thigh, getting higher and higher until she was rubbing my cock through my jeans. She’d stopped crying by now and dropped her head a little so it now rested on my side.
My cock was reacting to her rubbing and hardened quite quickly. “Something feels nice here” she said. “You and your wife seem really in love, I’ve watched and felt a little jealous at the way you seem to talk and treat her ” she said. “I’d love to be treat that way” she said. She kept running her hand over my cock, which by now was at full length and straining against my pants. “Maybe you could show me what your wife gets” she said.
Before I could say a word, she opened my zip and pulled my cock out and licked the pre-cum from the japs eye before sinking her lips down the entire length of my cock.
Here I was with a woman I’d only admired from a distance, with my cock deep in her mouth if not down her throat. As she bobbed her head up and down, sucking, slurping and sometimes gagging on my cock, she pulled her beautiful form tits from her bra and started to play with them and her nipples. I couldn’t resist this and started to molest them myself.
As I played with her tits, she reached between her now parted legs and rubbed her pussy lips and clit while sucking away. I couldn’t help myself and started to fuck her mouth. It didn’t take me long to explode down her throat, as she brought herself off with her fingers. She swallowed every drop and as she licked her fingers she said ” mmmmm, that was lovely, your spunk tastes fantastic “. As we straightened ourselves out, she then surprised me. “I don’t want you to fuck me or me fuck you” she said. “Well not today anyway, but I do want us to fuck sometime. That will be when that bastard of mine gets me down again. Are you willing and up for giving me a really good fucking ” she said. Reaching under her skirt inserting 3 fingers into her pussy and sucking her left tit, I replied “Does this answer your question ” Giving a groan and going weak legged as she came from my finger fucking she said “Ooooohhhh, I’ll really look forward to that” .
It took a couple of weeks, but I did get to fuck her, in fact I still do, but my wife nor her husband has a clue about our little flings and long may it continue.
If anyone would like to know what we do in the bedroom, or anywhere else in her house, let me know. I’ve quite a few tales to tell.
