When Will woke up next morning, he was glad to see the mystery woman had not left but was sleeping next to him. He thought of their sex act on the bike the previous night and rubbed his early morning erection against her round ass making her stir gently.
"Horny horse, good morning," she said as he continued spooning. She reached behind and stroked his proud dick and he cupped her lovely, ample breast and smelled her hair, neck and kissed.
"This is your third day here and I am glad you didn't leave," he said.
"Oh! Do you take every spoken word seriously? I did say I won't stay in a place for more than two days. But I can always make an exception, can't I?" she asked vehemently but with no trace of anger.
"Of course, you can," he said wondering if he had said something unsavory.
"Then go and make breakfast for us and make me feel at home," she giggled.
He turned her over and mounted her and they kissed deeply. Then Will went to the kitchen to make breakfast and soon called her to the table. When they were finishing breakfast, the door bell rang. Will opened the door to find a short woman wearing thick glasses standing outside with a smile.
"Hi, I am Agatha, your neighbor," she said and extended her hand.
"Hi, please come in," he said and shook her hand.
She came in and smiled at Will's friend and sat on the couch where Will joined her. Will's sex partner preferred to stand and appeared fidgety and was sizing up the neighbor.
"I come here to our house once in a while and haven't had the opportunity to meet you. Sometimes my husband accompanies me," she paused and continued. "I don't know how to begin. To put it bluntly, I saw you in the garage last night."
She hesitated waiting for their reaction.
"I don't know if that is proper...," Will said demurely.
"I was not eavesdropping, you see. I didn't go snooping around, looking into windows. You were in the open and when I looked out of my window I saw you two nude and indulging in carnal celebration, lost to the world as it were. It was highly erotic, by the way," she gesticulated.
Will and his friend did not know what to say, as they felt the woman was correct.
"My husband dropped me here around 5 in the evening and went back to the city. I was tired and slept and when I woke up it was dark. Hearing voices, I looked out of the window and saw you," she explicated.
That explained why they did not see a car outside and why there were no lights next door.
"I think you are wondering why I have come here; you saw a sight and that is it! Wait for it to happen the next time, why do you come and tell us. Is that what you want to ask me?"
Will nodded rather dumbly as he had no clue where this conversation was going.
"Well, I am 45 and frigid, you know, cold in the sex department. I rarely get aroused or indulge in sex. Since my husband traveled a lot, I got to exploring the internet and found a site where I could post stories. I found many friends, and guess what? Sex is the hot topic of all. Literature, music etc take a back seat there. No takers! Hence I started writing imaginary or real sex stories. I acquired friends in hordes and they flirted with me and I got addicted to the feeling of making men and women aroused. I felt wanted in that world I created and found an effective way to fight loneliness and coming to terms with frigidity. I hope it makes sense to you," she paused and added, "Can I have water, please?"
Will's friend went to fetch water. The neighbor waited for her to return with a glass of water and gulped a mouthful.
"It is simple from here. I want to post what I saw, that is, your bold sex act. If I did not tell you but went ahead and put it up on a website, you would never know. But I want to share it with you and want you to see how people react to that story. It would be a different experience and arousal for you two," she beamed and held her hands together in her lap as if she had made a great business proposition.
Will and his friend looked at each other totally confused and, sensing this, the neighbor took leave of them, saying she would come in the evening to know what they thought.
After she left, they sat quiet for some moments and the woman was the first to speak.
"I don't see any harm in her writing about us without names or photos. What do we lose?"
Will agreed: "No loss to us. But let's not be too enthusiastic in front of her. There is no scope for blackmail also. I mean we have to think of all aspects of the situation."
