He is hot and drunk and horny. His cock is jutting up in his shorts. His hand cannot keep away from his hardness. He wants to do something dirty. He drinks from his beer and stares at the television. His hand ambles over the bulge in his shorts. She comes into the room, wearing only a pair of old cut off jeans and a flimsy, nearly see-through tank top. He doesn’t take his hand away from his shorts.
She smiles at him idly. He is wonderful to look at. With his boy next door good looks, and a firm physical laborer’s body, he is perfectly imperfect. He is tanned from days in the sun, and has a glow from the heat. He wants her to watch him, and he rubs at his crotch to make his point. She nods and settles back on the couch to enjoy the view.
They play like this on occasion. After all, they cannot really do anything together since they are both married. But when their spouses are both still at work, or when they may find themselves alone together, when these moments happen, the two of them will take advantage and find ways to amuse themselves. They are great neighbors.
He swigs from his beer bottle and asks her what she wants to see him do. His wife is unaware of the kind of things he likes to do. But, Sara, sitting there, passes no judgement. He likes this about her, and he tells her as much. He has done all kinds of things for her. Sara just shrugs at Steve telling him to do whatever he would like to do. He looks like he has something in mind anyway, and he does the most interesting things most of the time. She tells him she knows what he wants to do – she can read it in his face. So just do it she tells to him.
