My neighbor [Fiction]

Like pretty much everyone else, I feel like a caged animal. Not because of the working from home because I’ve been doing that for years but because I can’t go out. I’m divorced and live alone in a nice neighborhood full of families. I have a steady FWB but his son is staying with him for the duration of this insanity so I have no one to fuck.

One of my neighbors also works from home regularly and his wife works in the city. We see each other out during our morning runs. He’s not what I would consider hot but he has something about him and is really sweet. His wife is a bit uptight and cold to everyone so I image she’s like that with him too.

Two days ago I saw him walking his dog. I knew he would pass my house on the way back to his so I thought I would have some fun. I was wearing my usual outfit of yoga pants and a tank top with my long, dark red hair in a high, messy bun. Today’s top was light-colored and flimsy material. I took my bra off knowing my perpetually hard nipples would show. My tits are a decent-sized full D.

I quickly grabbed some gardening supplies and went into my front year. I got down on my knees and started working on some of the flowers I just planted. After a few minutes, I heard his footsteps. I looked over my shoulder and said “Hi”. He stopped and we started to have the usual friendly exchange. Now, I made no effort to hide my tits. I was horny as hell and, at the very least, wanted a guy to look at them. He didn’t disappoint. I sat back on my knees and let him get a good look. We said our goodbyes and off he went.

The next day I was out running. It was my usual time so I expected to pass him at some point. I wore my running bra without padding so my tits would not only bounce but my nipples would show. If someone else saw me, so be it.

About half way through my run I saw him approaching. His eyes immediately went to my chest. I knew his wife had tits on the smaller side and made no effort to show them off. I slowed down and so did he. When I removed my AirPod, we stared our usual chat. Before long, I could tell he wanted to say something that he was holding back. I asked, “Is everything ok?”. He paused for a minute and said, “I jerked off to your tits yesterday.”

I smiled and told him that was the point of me being outside dressed like that. We were on a path next to some trees. It wasn’t woods but enough coverage that we wouldn’t be seen. I told him to follow me. I positioned us behind a large tree and pulled my tank and bra up. My tits fell out and I asked him if he wanted to play with them. He didn’t say a word before putting his hands on both. He slowly massaged them like a nervous high school boy would. I grabbed his wrists and leaned forward so they hung down a bit.

“Have you ever been rough with a woman?”, I asked. He immediately said “no”. “Do you want to be?”, I asked looking right into his eyes. His quick response of “yes” put it all into play.

I guided him through what I liked. “Smack them”, I ordered. He did, over and over. “Twist my nipples”, I said as I held back cries of pain. He did as he was told and more. As I let him explore, he stretched my tits outward by the nipples. He bent down and sucked them while his hands were wrapped firmly around the fullest part. He chewed and licked. I stroked his hair and said over and over, “good boy”.

My tits were on fires and I was soaking wet. I asked him if he liked getting his cock sucked. He said it’s been forever since he had head. His wife doesn’t give it to him. I told him to meet me in the same spot tomorrow…

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/fr8ott/my_neighbor_fiction