I wanted to thank Shygirlwhore for editing my story for me. If you find any errors, they are definitely mine and not hers.
I hope to continue this series as time permits. Please let me know what you think.
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Chapter 5
A few days after banging Jennifer and Melanie, I was out cleaning our pool. I heard "Excuse me," coming from the other side of our side gate. This is the gate nearest our little studio apartment that Melanie rents out. I looked over and saw our neighbor that lived on the property nearest the backside of the rental. Her name was Kelly, I knew that much, but her family really kept to themselves. We've talked maybe a handful of times in the past 6 years that they've lived there. She is married with two step children. Her husband Gary had one boy and one girl before they got married. Both of the kids are adults now. I estimated that she is probably about 10 years older than me give or take. She worked in town and liked to ride her bike to work. She was in decent shape for being 50 and up. I find it amazing how my taste in women has changed over the years in the sense that I can still see utter beauty in an 18-year-old girl as well as a 50-year-old woman. But when I was 18 that 50-year-old woman was not even close to being desirable. At any rate, she was looking good for her age. She reminded me a lot of Mary-Louise Parker from the series "Weeds" but with lighter brown hair.
I said, "Oh hey Kelly. How's it going today? Come on back." I motioned my head towards the gate.
She opened it and walked in. She was in, what I'd consider gardening clothes. I assumed she had been working in her backyard before coming over.
"I thought I heard you back here so I thought I'd come and say hello." She said. "I've been working in the backyard a lot lately on our new garden which gives me a lot of time to think."
"Oh yeah? What are you growing back there?" I asked.
"We figured we'd grow what we use the most in our house so we have tomatoes, bell peppers, jalapeΓ±o peppers, some basil, some oregano, and some zucchini. Although the tomatoes just aren't doing as well as we thought they would. There has to be something we are missing." She answered.
Honestly I found this conversation a bit strange. Not to be a jerk but what do I really care? She rarely talks to me or Jennifer, rarely waves as we drive past her house, but here we were.
"Sounds awesome. I hope it goes well for you. Can I help you with something?" I finally asked.
She was looking at the pool as I skimmed the bugs and leaves off the top. I could tell that something was on her mind.
"Is there somewhere more private we could talk?" She asked.
"Could you tell me what this is about?" I asked back.
"It's sort of something I think you'll want to keep private." She responded.
I was confused as heck by now. "Let's go to the loft above the garage. It is as private as it'll get." I motioned towards the stairwell at the back of the garage.
She nodded in agreement and we both headed up there. I let her lead the way. As I walked up the steps I stared at her beautiful ass. She kept it in great shape. I motioned for her to have a seat on the couch. I walked over to the bar and asked her if she wanted something to drink. As she was looking around at my all of my man cave decor, I had the foresight to turn on the camera by the end of the bar that I never moved.
"Just a water if it isn't too much trouble." She responded.
I poured her a glass of water and grabbed a beer for myself. I handed it to her and then walked over to my desk. Put my beer down, and turned around towards my other camera. I wanted to turn it on without her knowing. So I started making small talk and acted like I was looking at a few books. My body was hiding most of what I was doing so I didn't think she'd know anything was up. After getting that camera on too, I turned around and said, "So what's up? What needs to be kept private?"
She looked up at me, making eye contact and said, "I know you are screwing around on Jennifer. There I said it." And she let out a long breath as if she'd been holding it for hours.
I was a bit shocked. I wasn't angry because obviously my girlfriend knew everything. But I had no clue how Kelly knew.
"Oh and you know this how?" I asked.
"Well as I told you I've been working in the garden a lot lately. I heard you spraying several days ago and peeked through the opening in the bushes when you stopped at your renter's window. I saw everything!" She continued. "At first I was shocked. Then I realized the knowledge of what you were doing empowered me."
"Empowered you how?" I asked. Still sort of amused.
"Well, I'm sure you don't want Jennifer finding out. So it allows me to pretty much name my price." She responded.
"So you are blackmailing me?" I asked in a fake angry tone. "How much do you want?"
She sat there and took another sip of her water. She acted like she was thinking of a number. "I...it's not money. I... I sort of want...want to have sex with you. It's been so long since I've been laid and I was so turned on after thinking about you watching your renter dance for you."