[pt1](https://old.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/8elejh/watching_my_wife_watch_the_boy_next_door/)
[pt2](https://old.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/8enztv/watching_my_wife_watch_the_boy_next_door_pt2/)
“So what is it you do……..What was your name again?” I asked, peering over the fence between us
“Oh its Matt sir and I ughh…….I am a student.”
“So you dont work? Do you live here with your parents?” I asked, knowing full well I had never seen anyone else other then him coming in and out of the house. “And please. Call me James”
“Oh Okay James” he said with a big smile. His teeth were perfect pearly whites that seemed to glow in the day. They were a nice contrast against his dark tan skin. “No I don’t work. When my parents died, I was left with a little bit of money. It wasn’t much but it was enough to keep me on my feet for a few years while I go to school. So if I am not at school, I am here working on the house”
My eyebrows came down at the total buzz kill comment about his parents. I wasn’t here to hear your sob story about your parents. I was here to plant seeds and get the ball rolling on you coming over and tempting my wife some more. “Tough break Matt. I am sorry to hear that.” I lied. “Well if you get to lonely in that big house, come over some time. We would love to have you for dinner or just to hang out. Hell, I would even have you over for a beer if you wanted that.” My eyes squinted at him. “Are you old enough to drink?”
“No sir”
“Well……. I wont tell if you don’t” I said, winking at him once. He must have been cool with it because again he kind of chuckled and nodded his head.
As we continued making small talk, couldn’t help but take in all the small details that made Matt. His dark black hair that ALWAYS looked good. His tan muscular pecs, that even I wanted to put my hands on. “Did this fucker even own a shirt?” I thought. His abs that would be a 6 pack if he would just put in a little more work and lay off the carbs for a week or two. And that V line accentuated by his muscular build that went ALL the way down into his shorts. “I used to be built like that.” I thought . And of course……..IT. Standing here next to IT, it looked bigger now that I was standing right next to him. IT just dangled there, pressing against his shorts, just begging to be pulled out and worshipped.
I couldn’t blame my wife for her desires. Even I caught myself lingering to long on him. Hell, who am I kidding, Even I wanted to fuck this guy……..and I was straight……..Wasn’t I?
“Tell you what Matt, how about Friday, you come over and mow my yard. I need to get it done and won’t really have time to do so. Then when I get home later, I can pay you, we can crack open a few beers and I will have my wife cook us some dinner and you can have dinner with us?”
“I would like that” He said again with a big grin. “Well I am going to get back to work now. Tell Crystal I said ‘hello’.”
“Alright, well have a good one.”
With that, he turned on his heel, and began to clip low hanging limbs again. The seed was planted. He was now going to be alone with my wife Friday afternoon until I get home. I thought this would be a good way to ‘slow cook’ her desires. The fact that he already was on a first name basis with my wife triggered that jealousy that had been setting my loins on fire the last few weeks.
When I turned around to head back into the house, I saw her silhouette in that same upstairs window. I stopped. Looked upward at her. Even from this distance, we made direct eye contact. It was like we were reading each other’s minds. A small smile crept up the corner of my mouth and one of my eyebrows shot up. And through the window I saw her give me a small nod.
I hurried up the stairs as quick as possible.
I was so excited that by the time I reached the top of the stairs and grabbed the door handle, I realized I had forgotten to breath. I was excited…….and nervous again. I wanted to perform…..I wanted to please her. My chest was still light as I turned the doorknob to my bedroom. My ears were met with the familiar sound of the buzzing of the tiny little silver bullet buried between her legs. “Good” I thought. “She is warming herself up. This will help me to please her.”
Like the first time it happened, she had one hand on the glass of the window as she leaned over slightly against the cold glass. She was wearing a small black tank top and a simple pair of white cottone panties that were wedged between the cheeks of her pale round ass……What a Goddess.
I was thirsting for her.
Quickly I came in behind her and pushed myself into her for a moment before I began to tug my clothes off and kiss her neck and shoulders.
Once I was naked, I pressed myself against her again, letting my hard cock grind itself against the soft delicate fabric of her panties. My cock screamed in pleasure. In a quick motion I had dropped to my knees behind her. My fingers each hooked her waistband and I tugged her panties down to her ankles. My hands each clasped her cheeks and I spread her wide open.
It was her smell that I loved the most. That damp pungent smell of woman filled my nostrils, while her pink pussy and tight puckered little asshole stared back at me. I was hers
I buried my face into her, allowing her soft cheeks to come down and rest on my face. I nuzzled my nose against her asshole and I heard her gasp slightly.
God I missed this. I had forgotten how bad I missed this. But once again, that was my penance.
My tongue slithered out, dipping itself into her wet slit.
No…… I lied……..It was the taste I loved the most. That bittersweet, slimy taste of woman .
The buzzing of the bullet rumbled through my tongue as I did so, and I heard another gasp. The gasp were a good sign. I didn’t get that the first time we did this.
I was in Heaven……down on my knees while I hungrily devour her ass. Her hand left the window and came down behind her into my hair, holding my face against her.
My tongue flickered and kissed her asshole as my chin pushed into her pussy. I could have stayed there all day but to my surprise she pulled her weight off of me. She stepped out of her panties and twisted around, falling back onto our marital bed. Her legs spread and her knees came up. Her face twisted slightly on the pillow as the bullet continued working her clit into a frenzy, like she didn’t need me anymore.
Her dismissal only drove me into a jealous frenzy.
I stood to my feet, and climbed up onto the bed between her legs. I grabbed my cock by its base and lowered it down into her hairy wet snatch. My soft pink head found place between her lips almost instantly. With one push, I fell down on top of her and my cock sank down into her warm embrace.
“UGhhhhhhh” I called out. It was like I couldn’t get in deep enough. Her hand fell away from pussy and she laid the bullet to the side. Her hands each came down onto my hips and we began to buck .
My elbows each landed on either side of her head. I was pulling myself into her over and over again, enjoying her body while she pushed forward into me, meeting each push with her own. My face fell down on to her collar and my lips found her skin. I trail of kisses lead me up to her ear and I asked her again in a breathy exhale, “Do you like him?”
Her eyes clamped shut, her head rocked back and her mouth flew open.
“Tell me……ugh y……oh please……tell me you like him”
Her hands were gripping my hips. I could tell she was holding back.
“You do…..oh fuck………SAY IT!”
It was hard to say anything with the grinding between us. But she finally spewed out, “Oh GOD YES! I DO!, Fuck his cock, its so…….sooo oh that feels”
My cock swelled even more. “His COCK WHAT?” I asked, now just staring at her and watching her head twist and turn on the pillow.
“HIs cock…..its looks soo……oh soo nice”
She barely got it out of her mouth, before I blasted her with another question. “Do you want to fuck him? Do you want his young hard cock inside you?”
I was in a trance. My wife had me in a lust filled jealous rage……….and I loved it. I felt degraded…..I felt insignificant.
“OH GOD YES!” She called out pushing her hips forward again.
She was close. ………real close. I lowered my lips to her ear and began to whisper. “Call me Matt.
Her body shuttered “Oh God Matt!” She whispered.
“Imagine its him…..Imagine it’s him that has you pinned down. Imagine it’s his cock pushing in and out of you”
Her mouth fell open. She was panting like a whore.
“Thats right……do it…….cum all over it…..Cum all over ………that young…….hard……cock”
And just like that her body stiffened. Her back arched.Her hips rocked back and forth quickly and her pussy quaked out around my cock. Her mouth let out a deep gurgle growl while her head shook back and forth. “IEEGGH IM CUMMING….IM CUMMING ALL OVER YOU COCK MATT! OH FUCK OH GO FUCK FUCK CUM IN ME CUM IN ME!!” she began to bark.
She never opened her eyes. She just kept the illusion going in her head as I began my final stretch of the race. It wasn’t her pussy that made me cum. It was the thought of her on MY marital bed with him buried deep in her cunt. It was the thought of her deriving pleasure from HIS cock. It was my jealousy and lack of self worth that caused my cock to explode and flood her womb.
My back twisted, my balls drained, and my cock throbbed harder then it had in over a year. I cried out one time as it felt like my cock couldn’t stop cumming
(If you have read this far, Thank you again. And let me know if I should keep going.)
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MOAR!
Yes, please continue, she NEEDS it!