This is my first non-Glory Hole story. It is completely fiction though based on fantasies that I have regarding some of my actual neighbors. All participants are over18
My wife and I live in an upscale gated community. We are both n our forties and we keep ourselves in pretty good shape. We both work from home although my wife Rose does go in to the office one or two days a week. I consider myself quite the handyman and I often volunteer my skills around the area to anyone who is looking to do repairs or other projects. Because of that I am pretty well known. Rose on the other hand tends to keep to herself. I also am the designated dog walker in our house, so that gives me additional opportunity to meet our neighbors.
Rose and I have been married for over twenty years (we're both in our mid-forties) and our sex life is less frequent than it used to be but it is still very powerful. We have no children (Rose can't) so we tend to be very uninhibited around the house. In order to keep our sex life from getting stale we tend to try to mix things up, different positions, role playing, even tried a little bondage once or twice. All in all, I would say that we have a healthy sex life.
Like I said, I am the dog walker, so I go out two or three times a day. I try to change up my route to avoid the sheer repetition, but that also gives me the opportunity to meet more of my neighbors.
I am a pretty gregarious guy, willing to strike up a conversation with anyone. This works out pretty well as I have gotten to meet nearly all my neighbors. There are a few widows and divorcees in the area. Three in particular are especially appealing. There's Julie the older widow, Marla the single mom divorcee and Janet the stunning younger widow. Over the past year I have gotten familiar with all three to varying degrees.
Julie is in her early sixties and has been a widow for eight years. She jogs every day so she is in excellent shape. I seem to run into her nearly every day. As with all of my neighbors our conversations are brief and usually just small talk. With Julie, however our talk has begun to take on a little bit more risqué vibe. She shared with me that she has been going on to some of the on-line dating services looking for some excitement. The bad thing is that all guys saw her as a desperate women who would spread her legs for any guy that expressed and interest and didn't care anything about her.
Both of us use the double entendre whenever we can and lately her comments are pretty close to the edge. She says things like, "your wife is a lucky girl to have such a stud at her disposal, it makes me miss my husband every time I think of you", and once she bent over to show me her near perfect ass and asked if I thought guys would find her ass "doable".
"I don't know about other guys, but I sure do."
She just smiled and sashayed away seductively.
One afternoon when I ran into her, she asked me to come back to her house without the dog to give her some "help". Of course I said sure, I would be right back.
I brought the dog home told Rose that Julie had requested my help and headed out the door with my toolbox. When I got to the door she greeted me in very different attire from the shorts and t-shirt I saw her in five minutes ago. She was wearing a sexy, low cut blouse obviously with no bra which shoe=wed off her fabulous tits and a short tight skirt.
After I picked my jaw off the floor she smiled and came close to me, put one hand on my chest and her face up to my ear and said "you won't need THOSE tools for this visit".
When she reached down with her other hand and rubbed my cock through my shorts I stopped her and reminded her that I was happily married.
"Oh I know that Bill. Like I said before, Rose is a very lucky man to have you and now I also know that she has access to this beautiful dick. Plus I have been alone for so long and I've missed holding one of these in my hands."
I told her that Rose was home waiting for my return.
"Then let's make this quick."
She dropped to her knees and undid my belt and pants and pulled down my shorts and underwear. She wasted no time and took my hardening cock in her mouth. I got hard in no time and I watched as she pushed her face right down to the base of my 7 inch dick, burying her nose in my pubic hair. I felt my cock pressed into her throat. She grabbed my ass and started to face fuck herself on my pole.
When she pulled me as deep as she could and the swallowed, the movement of her throat muscles sent me over the edge. I screamed out that I was going to cum. She pulled back until just the head was in her mouth and my cum gushed out and flooded her mouth. She held me in her mouth (she had a death grip on my ass so I had no choice) until I stopped coming and until I went soft. She released me and sucked and licked my member clean.
"Oh God Bill, You have no idea how much I needed that. I hope this doesn't make things between us too weird."
"No we're good Julie. We can't let Rose find out about this. It would kill her. Or she may just cut off my dick.
"Well, we can't have that. Don't worry, she'll never hear about this from me."
When I got home the realization of what just happened sent me into conflict. On the one hand I was riddled with guilt. I had never even kissed another woman or for that matter had the desire to do anything with anyone other than my wife Rose. On the other hand, I had just gotten a stellar blowjob from a woman who lived just a few houses away from and could potentially turn into something special.
I acted as if nothing had happened and everything was normal. I have always heard that wives know when their husbands have been unfaithful, so I began to pay attention to how Rose acted around me hoping that she never figured it out.
One day wife went to beach with her friend so I had the whole day to myself.
My phone binged with a text:
Hey, I saw Rose's car leaving for her beach day. My door's open. Surprise me.
The fact that she knew Rose was going to the beach surprised me. I had forgotten that I had mentioned it offhand to Julie the day before.
