Good Fences Mae Good Neighbors

Gina-Marie and I were just coming back from a nice birthday dinner. She was driving, as I had an extra glass of wine at the restaurant. During dinner we talked about how fortunate we are to both have good jobs, we are healthy, and in love.

At a red light, she turned to me and asked "Honey, have you been over to see Jim and Cassie lately?"

"No," I replied. "I haven't seen them in a few weeks. I hope everything is ok."

She smiled at me, and noticed the light turning green and started to go. I was thoughtful for a minute and said "Are you ok with Jim and I? Playing, I mean. I know in the past, events like Jamaica, and with Luke, it was much more of a one-off kind of thing."

She replied "Well, at first, I was a little nervous. I am obviously MORE than okay with the physical aspect of it. It turns me on so much to know that my gorgeous, manly husband is a cock sucking slut whole loves to get fucked. And..." she continued, "I know how much you enjoy it. But when I realized it took you less than a week to hook up with Jim after they moved in, I was worried about having someone permanent if your life. And, of course I am worried that Cassie will find out, and it could ruin our relationship with them."

I thought about that and said "I know how you feel. I have been wrestling a little bit with that myself. Not from the aspect of developing feeling for him, but I want to make sure he doesn't develop any for me! Perhaps, it's best if we keep it to the glory-fence for the time being."

Glory-fence was the name Gina-Marie and I used to describe the hole in the fence between our yard and Jim's.

As I finished saying that, we were pulling in to the driveway, and we noticed a few cars parked on the street in front of Jim and Cassie's. We went inside and put on some comfortable clothes, and I poured two glasses of scotch for us. We took them outside in the yard to continue our conversation from the car.

Sitting outside, sipping our drinks, we heard music and voices coming from next door. Gina-Marie said, "I guess they are having a party and didn't invite us!" I looked over at the fence, specifically where the glory-fence was.

"Want to see what's going on over there? Maybe we can just drop in if you want." I said.

Gina-Marie was already on the move, walking to the back yard where the hole was. She knelt down to take a peek and said in a whisper "I can't see anything! There is something blocking the view."

I tapped her shoulder and knelt down to take a look. There WAS something there. Not right in front of the hole, by maybe a few feet back from it. It was hard to tell what it was, but it was solid, like the back of a small shed. That must be new. It was too dark to make out any specifics from this angle, so we both walked back to our chairs. I turned on the backyard lights to give some ambiance to sitting outside.

Gina-Marie said "That's too bad. I was kind of in the mood to see you at the fence with Jim."

I smiled, taking a sip of my scotch that was now making my head swim a little. I adjusted my hardening cock in my shorts which didn't go unnoticed.

We talked for a bit, and I went in to get the bottle to refill our glasses. I walked back outside with the bottle and noticed Gina-Marie looking into the backyard.

"I think there is something for you at the glory-fence." She said, smiling.

I put down the bottle and started to walk back there, Gina-Marie was right behind me. I didn't see anything at first, but when I looked in the hole, I saw what looked like Jim, or least Jim's cock on the other side of the hole. He wasn't hard yet, and I guess just nervously hiding from his guests. At that moment, I felt Gina-Marie's breath on my ear, whispering "Go for it. I want to see this."

I put my fingers in the hole and wiggled them a little, giving a "come hither" motion. A few seconds later, Jim stepped closer, his flaccid cock hanging through the hole. I immediately opened my mouth, taking it all the way to the hilt. I extended my tongue out at the same time to lick his balls. Within a few moments, Jim was fully hard, and I backed off a bit to breathe. I used a similar technique to the last time, alternating between sucking and stroking, but I was taking my time. I noticed that Gina-Marie was standing next to the hole, watching the whole show. Her pants were down at her knees and she was slowly running her fingers over her clit with one hand, while massaging one of her breasts with the other. The lewd sight impassioned me further. I smiled at her, taking Jim's cock and slapping myself across the face with it, brushing it across my lips. This was too much for her. She started to cum from her fingers, shaking and quivering quietly. I could see her juices dripping into her panties. She brought her hand up to her mouth, sucking them clean. I turned my attention back to the cock in front of me, which now had a full stream of pre-cum at the tip. I licked it up, and began sucking him again.

I felt Gina-Marie move behind me, grabbing my hips and pulling me up to a standing position. It was more difficult to suck Jim off this way, but worth it if I guessed correctly on the reason for this. Gina-Marie pulled off my shorts, and I stepped out of them, my cock springing free, trailing my own pre-cum. I expected her to start to suck me off, but instead I felt her hands on my bare ass.

She was kneeling behind me, spreading my ass cheeks, exposing my pink hole to the night air. In a flash, her face was buried between my cheeks, her tongue darting in and out of my hole. I was doing my best to blow Jim, but it was distracting having my wife eat my ass so expertly. She was slobbering and slurping at my ass, causing me erection to become almost painful. After a minute of so, she stood up, grabbed me by the hair and pulled her face to mine. She kissed me deeply, and I could taste my ass on her lips and tongue. It was so erotic.

Jim's cock was still raging in the night air when Gina-Marie forced my head down in front of her, backing my ass to the fence. I pushed my ass right up to the fence, and I could feel Jim's spongy cock head seeking entrance to my wet ass. Gina-Marie sat on the ground right below me, our eyes locked. The moment Jim started to push inside of me, my eyes rolled back a little, my mouth agape. Gina-Marie smiled up at me, pinching my nipples a bit.

Jim silently slid his cock in my wet hole, and I held on to a nearby post for balance, so he didn't push me away from the fence. He started off slow, and I could hear him moaning a little bit. His pace got a little faster and Gina-Marie moved under me, taking my cock in her mouth. I knew I couldn't last long like this.

After about a minute or so, I started to cum. I was whimpering, trying to keep quiet. I exploded in her mouth, and all over her face. Meanwhile, Jim picked up the pace and was pounding my ass, which was now getting a little sore from the lack of lubricant. I could barely hold myself up, after cumming so hard, but I wanted his cum in me. I heard him start to groan, and at the same time, Gina-Marie knelt in front of me and pushed her tongue in my mouth, moving all of my cum from her mouth to mine.

I felt Jim's cock pulse inside of me, coating my inside. I was in heaven. After a few moments, he started to go a little softer, and he slid out with an audible "plop". I heard him move away, while I caught my breath and stood up straight.

Gina-Marie was got back on her knees in front of me, and licked the last few drops of cum from the tip of my cock and slid her hand between my legs, her finger at the entrance to my ass. Now with ease from the cum in my ass and being a little gaped, she slid her finger inside of me, looked up and said "you dirty boy! Your ass is used and full of cum."

She stood up, feeding me her finger covered in Jim's cum, which I sucked clean. She said, "I wonder if that was Jim, or one of his guests?" with a wicked smile on her face.

The next day

The next morning, I was nursing a little bit of a hangover from the night before, having breakfast in the yard with Gina-Marie before the day turned too hot. I was mid-bite of my toast when Jim stuck his head around the corner of the house and said "Hey, Neil, Gina-Marie!"

"Morning buddy!" I replied. Gina-Marie looked knowingly at me with a coy smile.

Jim walked over to the table and I said "Hey, take a seat. Can I get you anything? Something to drink?"

"No, thanks though." He said. "I am nursing a bit of a hangover from last night. We had some friends and family over, and it got a little wild. Sorry about the noise."

"Noise?" Gina-Maire asked. "Yeah, we might have hear a little, but it wasn't loud; in fact, I could barely hear you near the fence."

Jim's face went white, like he was trying to process the fact that Gina-Marie knew about last night. He just sat there, waiting for the other shoe to fall. He started to whisper to me "She knows?"

I let the moment linger for a minute, then put my hand on his shoulder and said "It's ok. She was right there with me, watching the whole thing. Enjoying the show."

I could see the panic in Jim's eyes start to subside, his eyes darting from me to her and back.

Gina-Marie broke the tension further, saying "Oh, Jim. It's ok. We are teasing you. It's fine. More than fine in fact. It was hot. I hope you don't mind that I was there."

Jim's face broke into a big smile, saying "Mind? Not at all. I just..." he paused for a few seconds. "I just, ok, never mind. I'm a little taken aback. I mean Neil said you knew, and liked to watch. I just thought you didn't know, or at least know about me, or the fence..." he stammered on, stumbling over his words.

At that moment Cassie popped around the corner saying "Hey, Gina-Marie! Have you seen Jim?" only lay eyes on him a second later.

Jim sat up rigidly, the rest of us sharing a knowing look that we couldn't continue that conversation. Cassie walked up to the table and there was an awkward silence, broken by Cassie saying "oh for hell's sake. I know you were talking about me!" her voice cracking at the end of the sentence.

Gina-Marie sprang into action, standing up, saying "Oh, honey, no! We weren't talking about you at all. Jim was just apologizing for the party noise last night; and he and Neil were just talking about the fence."

She gave a confused and dubious look, so Gina-Marie continued "Jim said that you don't like the way the fence looks from your side." Which was true, the fence was old and in need of repair. She continued "He came over to talk about replacing it. We don't know whose fence it really is, so the boys were talking about going in together to share the expense and replace it."

Gina-Marie made direct eye contact with Jim and me while saying it. We knew she was committing us to this, but given the alternative, which was to have Cassie find out what was really going on, we nodded in agreement.

Trying to save the day I said to Jim "Well, I guess the cat is out of the bag, Jim. The surprise is ruined." I turned to Cassie saying, "Jim wanted it to be a surprise, but we aren't good at keeping secrets." The double meaning hung heavy at the end of the sentence.

Cassie was staring at Jim looking for any crack in him, which Jim deflected saying "Sorry honey. I know a new fence isn't a very romantic surprise, but you seemed so bothered by it yesterday before the party." Gina-Marie and I shared a secret look that said, "good guess".

Cassie visibly relaxed and sat down. The four of us talking about new fence. Cassie really wanted a picket fence, only three feet high, but Neil wanted a privacy fence. Gina-Marie and I chimed in with our opinions, making points about privacy, wildlife, noise and such. In the end, the boys agreed to replace the fence with a new six foot privacy fence, but one that will have a gate so that we didn't have to walk around the house to get to each other's yard.

After Jim and Cassie left, Gina-Marie and I laughed about how ironic it all was, and how close it was that Cassie could have heard our conversation. Gina-Marie then asked "In the new fence, you are going to install a glory-hole, right? I need to see that again. Imagine if his guests lined up on that side for you to please?"

I immediately became hard, and she walked over to me, one hand rubbing my cock outside my shorts, the other on my ass. She whispered "Let's go upstairs. I need some of this cock inside of me. Last night was so hot. I almost raped you this morning before you woke up, but I think instead, come upstairs and take my ass the way Jim took yours."