Five years my wife and I had lived across the road from David and Jess. A young couple similar to us around early 30s. We were not close but it was neighbourly. Everyone would wave and say hello. There was no reason for this really, everyone just ran on different schedules and opportunities to introduce ourselves properly and get to know each other better just never came up.
There were only 4 houses at the end of our little cul de sac. It was a great area with lots of trees and nice open spaces. David and Jess lived directly across from us and the way there landscaping was designed we could really only see the driveway and front door from our side of the road. The other two houses where owned by a couple of older retired couples who spent more time travelling in there campervans than they did at home.
In October of last year I lost my job and I found my crazy pace of life suddenly grind to a halt. Job hunts proved unsuccessful especially in the run up to the end of the year. Unfortunately or fortunately this left me with a lot of spare time. I did the usual bits the occasional run the odd swim we had a little home Gym I wasnt ripped by any means but I stayed fit and looked good in my birthday suit.
It was a pretty warm Sunday morning and I wasn't up for long when I looked out the window of the upstairs bedroom and noticed David washing his car in his drive way. Nothing unusual there I thought and carried on with my day.
The following Sunday I woke and there was David washing his car again. Interesting, I thought to myself. My car was lucky to get a wash once a month let alone every Sunday. Yet this is how it was for the next month every Sunday like clockwork 8am David was out cleaning his car. I never gave it too much thought.
Being in the Southern hemisphere the closer we got to December the hotter the weather was getting. It was a Sunday in late November when I woke up and opened the curtains. As usual there he was only this time I did a double take. David's back was facing me only he was shirtless. I let out a quiet sigh at the sight before me. David's back was tight with a gorgeous golden tan. His shoulders popped as his arms moved across the hood of his car and his lats where so well defined he must be a swimmer. I suddenly realised I was staring at this man and quickly fixed myself.
What on earth was that, I thought to myself suddenly questioning everything. I carried on with the day.
For the rest of the week I could not get the image of David's body out of my mind. I was arguing with this obtrusive thought in my head but it always won. I was nervous and anxious at what I was opening up in myself. Yet on Saturday night I was excited for the morning to have another peek. The weather looked good again and that morning I rolled out of bed and threw the curtains open.
Damn, I thought disappointed, David was there yet he was working on the front of the car. I couldn't see what he was wearing at this stage I could only see his head bobbing up and down as he worked his way across the rear windows. he had a nice hair line I thought with a strong chiselled jaw.
Argh, what are you doing, my mind screamed at me. your wife is downstairs and your up here staring at a man you barely know, yet there I stood continuing to stare. Waiting, until eventually he came round the corner and into view. I let out another sigh "Oh my," I said out loud. David's abs rippled below his chest. From this distance it looked hairless and smooth.
"What you doing," my wife startled me from the bedroom door.
"argh," I shouted. "Just opening the curtains."
"Funny because you have been staring out that window for the last 5 minutes," She laughed. "How long does it take to open a curtain," She walked towards me.
"haha," I sarcastically replied grabbing her and playfully pushing her on the bed. though secretly stopping her from seeing what I was actually staring at "I was just thinking about things. Lost in a train of thought."
"Yes, looks that way," She said with a sly grin as she stared down at my hard cock bulging through my boxers.
"Oh stop, its just morning wood." I replied.
"Well let me give you a hand with that," she smirked "but be quick I need to get to Pilates." she pulled my hard 8 inch uncut cock out and slid it into her warm wet mouth. I wonder what David's cock looks like sliding out of a warm wet mouth.
There where those obtrusive thought's again. My brain fighting to silence them as i enjoyed my wife's expert blowjob. Suddenly I felt the pressure rising as she sucked and swallowed my cum.
"Mm that was quick," She smiled as she popped my cock out her mouth. "Be a good boy." she laughed as she ran out the door. I just fell back on the bed.
So that's how it went for the next month or so. Every Sunday I would bounce out of bed and stare at David for a bit getting turned on by these strange and different thoughts in my head. Enjoying the moments when he would accidentally get wet or bubbles would splash back and roll down his abs. Then I would find my wife or my hand depending on whats available and release the sexual energy building inside me. Never wanting to admit to these thoughts that I found another man attractive yet enjoying the thrill of this new found kink.
Early January and I rolled out of bed ready for my favourite part of the day. As I opened the curtains like a prize reveal on a game show I was met with a sight that nearly made me cum on the spot. My hand instinctively reached down for my hard dick and start to stroke. There was David in a tight fitting speedo and nothing else. His smooth muscular legs working there way up to his bubble butt. That was a man who can squat. On the occasion he would turn around there was a small snail trail of hair at the top of his speedo that was accentuated by the V shape his abs created like an arrow to his perfect cock. I had no idea if it really was perfect but the bulge at the front was definitely something to be proud of.
