The following is a work of fiction. All characters participating in sexual activities are over 18. Any resemblance to real life persons is merely coincidental.
This story is part of a series and it is advised to read the story from the beginning as each chapter continues directly from the last. This story is split between the different perspectives of his and hers. To get the full story it is suggested to read both sides.
The Nosey Neighbor - Her Story
By: VanillaUnicorn
Emily woke as the sun crept in through the window of Paul's bedroom. She looked over and he was still laying naked next to her. She slowly worked herself out of the bed careful to not wake him and walked into the adjoining bathroom. She couldn't believe what had happened last night. She felt a bit guilty about cheating on Brent but it just seemed so right and the sex was amazing. She didn't know it could be that good. She was pretty sore and knew she would be walking funny the next few days.
She reaches down and she can feel him still leaking out of her, 'shit' she thinks 'he wasn't wearing a condom'. She hadn't even thought about it at the time but now what if he got her pregnant. She splashed water on her face and quietly said out loud, "would that be so bad," before running a hand over her stomach.
She made her way back into the bedroom. He was still deep asleep but had turned and was now laying on his back. His morning wood was sticking straight out from his body. She was tempted to climb on and fuck him awake but she knew she had better get back before someone realized she wasn't there. She quickly got her clothes together and put her skirt back on. She kind of wished she had worn panties now as his cum was still draining down her thighs the more she moved. Thinking of a solution she headed back into the bathroom and balled up some toilet tissue and used that to block any further amounts from spilling out of her.
After cleaning up the bit that had coated her legs again, Emily went back into his room to find the rest of her clothes. She grabbed the tank top and bra off the floor and started to put the bra on but quickly let it fall to the bed instead just putting the tank top on. She spotted her little clutch purse resting near his pile of clothes and picked it up.
She looked over at him again and admired his naked body. She smirked to herself before going into the purse and pulling her phone out. She started up the camera app and took some shots of him naked. Getting a couple close up shots of his hard dick sticking up with some objects from around his room to use as a size comparison. She even took a couple selfies with it to make sure she had proof that it was actually him and not some random picture she had found on the internet.
Satisfied, she put her phone away picked up the bra and hung it in the door handle on her way by. She quickly made her way back home and hopped in the shower before any of the Mitchells got up. Even after the shower she could feel him still dripping out of her. 'Just how much did he cum in me, Jesus' she thought. She fell back onto the bed being careful not to wake the sleeping Brent. With her phone in hand she began scrolling through the pictures she took and instantly felt the heat rising between her legs. She couldn't believe that she had been lucky enough to have that thing inside her most of the night. She pulled up the message chain from Becky and sent her a text.
Emily: Here's your proof bitch
She had taken a couple dozen pictures but she went through and selected the best ones that really showed off just how big he was. She made sure to include a couple that had her in it just so that Becky wouldn't doubt her again.
Becky: That's not real, no way that's real
Becky: You totally fucked him didn't you?
Emily: So what if I did, well minus me possibly getting pregnant but even if that were the case it was totally worth it
Becky: No way, you little whore, how was he?
Emily: Best sex of my life I can still feel him dripping out of me
Becky: TMI well if he's as good as you say you might just have to let me borrow him some time
Emily: He would break your little tiny ass besides who says I want to share?
Becky: So does this mean the wedding is off?
Emily: Depends on which wedding you are referring lol
Becky: Well whatever you decide you better figure it out fast because if he did knock you up it would be better if Brent wasn't still in the picture or if you still want Brent then you better end it with Paul before things get more serious
Emily: I know but problem is I don't know what I want, I mean I could see a future with Paul but I don't know if that's what he would want. Brent has been great to me for the most part so I shouldn't complain but he doesn't make me feel alive like Paul does but I did say I would marry him and I don't think it would be right to just hurt him like that
Becky: Well I don't know what to tell you other than do what you think is best for you. No point being unhappy because you decided to follow a path to please someone else
Emily: I know but i'm going to let you go I think i'm going to go for a run