The weekend passed by with no sign of our neighbors, Susan and Dave. I was beginning to wonder if they really existed. Of course, if they did, I would have to thank them for starting a fire in my wife I had never known before. We spent most of the weekend in bed, and we both felt like different people in an entirely new relationship. I wondered how much this would last once she returned to work on Monday. Was this a vacation fantasy bubble? I wanted to take as much advantage of this as possible. But Monday still arrived. Now I was the one home alone. I slept in, but then felt guilty, so I ran then showered. In a t-shirt and sweats I read the newspaper. The doorbell rang.
"Hi! You must be Scott. I'm Susan!"
Annie's description was pretty good. Susan was a pale-skinned brunette. Her hair fell around her shoulders and drew my attention to her chest, which was quite noticeable. I caught myself staring and then collected myself. She might not know that I know! I decided not to give myself away.
"Um, hi! Yes, I'm Scott, but I don't think we've met." I invited her in and as she walked to the living room, I was able to check out her ass. Annie hadn't mentioned it, but it was exquisite. I'm a fan of a great ass. Even if it's on a guy. Annie didn't know that I thought that way occasionally. Evidently, I wasn't the only one with an appreciation for the same sex.
For the next half hour or so, the scene in my living room played out about as I imagined it played out for Susan and Annie, though we weren't about to become girlfriends. Susan had also been checking Annie out, and I figured she wasn't trying to prey on me. Susan was an attractive, very friendly woman with a great sense of humor. She was warm and social and obviously loved making friends. I could see why Annie felt so comfortable around her. I also couldn't stop picturing her naked. It wasn't long until she caught me.
"Scott? Are you checking me out?" she asked, innocently. "I'm a married woman, you know." She fluttered her eyelids at me and took a not-so-secretive look at my crotch. My dick couldn't help but notice.
I flushed. "I'm sorry, Susan. I do find you very attractive, and I'm enjoying talking with you. I can't wait for you to meet my wife, Annie. I'm sure she would love you." I stood up to take our coffee cups to the kitchen. When I got to the kitchen and turned around, Susan was right behind me.
"Scott? I guess Annie hasn't told you, but we did meet the other day, and I think we really hit it off." She stepped closer to me, a little closer than a neighbor who came over for coffee should. Suddenly her hand was on my sweats and she rubbed my stiffening cock. "We've actually become quite close."
"She did tell me, Susan. It sounds like you took advantage of my impressionable wife and led her astray." I closed the distance between us, pushing my cock into her hand and bringing our bodies together. "Is this how you treat all the new neighbors?" I asked.
"I try. Not everyone is receptive, though. You seem to be." She tilted her head up and we kissed. She broke it off. "Your wife took a bit more convincing. It took me nearly an hour to get her in bed. You seem to be ready to go now." She squeezed my cock.
"She didn't know the story already..." I unbuttoned her blouse and unhooked her bra, freeing her breasts. Annie was right—they were real and they were spectacular. "Wasn't it about now that you took her to the bedroom?" I rubbed her nipples with my thumbs.
Susan closed her eyes and purred while she languidly stroked my cock. She pulled it out and dropped to her knees. "It took a little more convincing, actually." Her lips parted in an "o" as she slowly sucked it in. She proceeded to give me the slowest and most deliberate blowjob I had ever seen, even in porn. I could feel her lips sliding over every bump and vein, her tongue against my head, swirling. She dove further and further, swallowing more of my dick, until her nose hit my stomach. Then, just as slowly, she raised her head again, even dragging her teeth against my skin. She sucked hard on the head and let it pop from her mouth, trailing her tongue. She swabbed her tongue around the head and smiled, turning her face toward mine. She grinned, her eyes half closed, and licked her lips. "Lovely." She purred, stroking my cock with her hand. "Do you need more convincing?" she asked.
"I think I'm sold." I said. Susan stood, took my cock in her hand, and led me up to the bedroom, the same bedroom where she and her husband had fucked my wife just a few days earlier. My head spun as I imagined Susan's hands, her tongue, her fingers her mouth, all over my sweet, reserved little Annie's body. Susan knelt again at the foot of the bed and resumed her fabulous blowjob. Between trips up and down my shaft she told me parts of that story.
"She loves it when you spank her, you know." She gulped and gasped for air. "She's so naughty...and no one would ever see. She needs help getting it out. I loved helping her get it out..." She bobbed up and down my shaft, slurping noisily. "Mmmm...Scott...she's such a horny little slut, and she loves to please me." Susan redoubled her efforts. I was close to blowing my load and would have liked nothing more, except that I wanted to bury my cock in my neighbor before the afternoon was over.
"You'll have to tell me who the better pussy-eater is, then." I pulled my cock from her mouth, grabbed her by the shoulders, and laid her back on the bed. She spread her legs wide and I dove in, lapping at her. I love going down on Annie, and while I hadn't practiced on too many women, what I did seemed to work.
"Mmmmm...honey, that's great! I see where Annie gets it. You just keep doing that, oh, right there." Susan pinched her left nipple while her right hand came down to pull my hair into her. "Oh, yeah...she says she's never been with a woman before, but she did juuust fine. Veeerry enthusiastic. And she's gotten better every day. Of course, she lost her concentration when Dave shoved his giant cock in her cute little pussy." She arched her back and pushed her hips into my face, forcing my tongue up deep inside her. She was wet and sweet and tangy and I wanted more.
After vigorously licking her cunt, I started to lick circles around it, wider and wider. I covered her mound, her thighs, tickled her taint, and eventually, accompanied by her excited moans, reached my target—Susan's pink anus. Annie and I both love it when I lick her ass, and I hoped Susan would go for it, too. She did.
"GAWD!" she shouted and sat up when my tongue made contact. "Fuck, Scott! You know how to make a girl's afternoon." I tipped her legs back toward her and angled her butt up toward me, and then I went to work, swabbing her hole and drilling my tongue into her. I looped my right arm around her leg and slipped my thumb into her slippery cunt and rubbed her while I rimmed her. "Oh, yeah! Do that, baby. Lick my ass! I LOVE it!"
