Mr and Mrs Hill had lived next door to the Johnson's for six months now. A young, newly wed couple, they reminded Hilary of her and her husband when they were at that age. Both Hilary and her husband would giggle at night as they could hear the newlyweds make the most of their house together. From what Hilary could work out, Marie was the more dominant of the two, the one who decided when the couple were going to have sex, if at all. Lately, Hilary had noticed a lack of noise coming from the bedroom. In fact, in the last six months, she could not remember the newlywed couple making any noises in their bedroom! It was actually only one month since Steve had been able to persuade Marie to let him have sex with her. The reason Hilary thought it had been six was because in those months, Marie had only let Steve make love to her in the dark, missionary style, once a week, if he was lucky. The past month had been hell for Steve, he needed to cum at least once a day, and he found himself watching and fantasising about other women. He did not want to betray his wife, but he thought if he ever got into a situation where sex was offered, he could not back down.
Marie and Steve were enjoying a long lay in on a Saturday morning, they had been asleep while David had fucked Hilary, but they were wide-awake throughout Mr Johnston's oral assault on Hilary's pussy.
"Steve! Go round there and tell them to show some respect to their neighbours!" Marie said angrily.
Steve sighed. "They're not doing anything wrong; maybe we could take a leaf outta their book?" He said as he rubbed his hand against his wife's leg. She sighed and rolled over, telling him to do what she had asked him to.
Steve got up, threw some clothes on, and went downstairs. He hoped over the fence in the front garden and knock on the door.
Mr Johnston lifted his head from his wife's pussy and looked at Hilary.
"Let me get that, maybe it's that cock I ordered." She joked.
Hilary answered the door in just her nightgown. It was slipping over her shoulder and was tied loosely around her waist, showing off plenty of cleavage. Her hair was a mess, and there was a clear visible trail of her vaginal juices down her inside thigh. If he had not heard Hilary through the walls, it would still be obvious what the horny older lady had been up to.
"Hi Steve, how can I help you?" She said as she smiled sweetly.
"Well...I...uh..." Steve could not get the words out. Hilary invited him in and he duly followed her to the bedroom. Mr Johnston had put his clothes on and was sitting in the chair in the corner; he waved at Steve, who nodded back. Hilary lay on the bed.
