*Disclaimer: This is my first attempt at an erotic literature, so please be kind. My story is surely not perfect but I'm always willing to receive advice to grow as a writer, to make future works better for the audience. Thank you.
I hope you enjoy.
Let me start off this story by saying that my name is Roger, age 49 and I'm married to a fantastic woman named Julie, we live in a typical suburban setting with two great kids that are both off to college out of state. Now, the events that are being shared may or may not just be a fantasy of mine but you'll never really know for sure...
Just another typical Saturday of doing yard work, mowing the lawn and probably for the last time before fall starts. My neighbor Will, that moved in about a year ago, was doing the same. We would take periodical breaks to shoot the shit about the weather, sports, and other typical neighborly things. Will was a great neighbor, very friendly, always willing to help out if I needed a hand and likewise for me. He is 31, married. to his wife that I haven't yet because she has a very well-paying job with a cost of being away from home for extended periods of time. However, on the plus side that income is enough to allow the two of them the financial stability for Will to stay home full time. I must admit, I am kind of jealous of their one household income, but my wife would probably never let me stay home if her income was that grand.
My wife and I would invite Will over from time to time for drinks or play cards or for whatever when we knew his spouse was away working. We know it can get lonely when your significant other isn't around, so we always try to extend our home to him.
A couple was weeks later, I was out in the yard puttering around and I saw Will on his deck. I yelled over, "Jules is going to her mother's house for the week or so to help her out with some things. Football is on tomorrow if you wanted to come over and watch the game. I can cook some steaks and have some drinks, what do you say?" Will graciously replied with, "That would be awesome, I'm getting excited just thinking about it. I'll be over a few minutes before the game starts". "Great, I'll start marinating the steaks tonight", as I ended the conversation.
I continued to prep in the morning, making sure the BBQ was ready, liquor and mixes were on ice out on the counter and tying any loose ends that needed since the game was a matinee. Will came through my backdoor and greeted me "Howdy neighbor, are you ready to get crazy?" Will said. We both had a good quick chuckle. I explained how everything was laid out and told him to help himself to whatever he wanted. With that being said, we sat down and started watching the game.
We chatted, ate so much food and drank, it was a great time. Around the third quarter, Will was up fixing himself a drink and I asked him to fix me one too with vodka and whatever mix he wished to use; I'm not overly fussy as long as there is alcohol is in it. Will walked over and handed me my drink and I took a sip. I said "That's a different taste, what mix did you use?" "Just a concoction of your mixes you had there, sorry if you don't like it." Will replied. "No, it's fine, just different than I'm used to." I said. By fourth quarter, Will made me a few more of those drinks, and I was feeling pretty good but not overly drunk. The game finally ended and the team we were rooting for blew a huge lead late the game, but meh, you win some and you lose some, right?
We talked a bit more after the game ended. Then I told Will thanks for coming but I was going take a quick nap, all this food must have made me sleepy I guess. You can head out whenever; I'll clean this mess up later. With that, I said "See you later" and I went upstairs I got undressed and crashed as my head immediately hit the bed on top of the covers.