**evening**
“What are you doing?” Jenn asks, staring at her husband.
“I figured we could use some fresh air,” he responds.
Terrance draws open the blinds and cracks the window in their bedroom.
Jenn sits up on the bed, her heavy tits sagging downward. Even after two kids, Terrance’s friends still teasingly call her a milf. But that’s all the couple has ever been, a tease. Terrance loves having his buddies ogle his wife’s thick thighs and he’s the one that bought her all of the *very* low cut tops, but he’s far too selfish to ever share her voluptuous curves. Terrance leans in and gently sucks on his wife’s neck. The cool breeze blows over where his lips were, cooling her body. *This is nice*, she thinks. Terrance lays her back down onto the bed and straddles her legs. She can make out the outline of his body in the moonlight, tracing a fingertip over his chest. He takes her hand in his and guides it down his torso and then he wraps her fingers around his erect penis. She takes the cue and slowly, methodically, works her hand up and down his shaft. After a few moments, he grabs her hand again, manipulating her fingers inward and then abruptly fills his wife’s pussy with her own fingers. Jenn lets out a surprised, shrill *gasp*.
“Don’t make me scream,” she whispers, eyeing the open window. Kate will hear us.
“I thought that was the plan,” Terrance responds. Even in the dark, he can see Jenn roll her eyes.
“Not this again,” she says.
“What? You said you wanted to fuck her?” he retorts. “Hasn’t that been something you wanted since we moved in?” He sees that she’s removed her fingers from herself. So he replaces her hand with his and starts to massage her clit. She bats his hand away, hoping it comes off as her being playful.
“Yeah. And *you* said you’ll never let me have the chance,” she says.
“We can always walk that line, right? Flirting and teasing never hurt anyone,” Terrance says.
“Flirting and teasing…” Jenn sighs, trailing off.
Terrance reaches upward and pulls the cord on the fan, flooding the bedroom with light.
“What are you doing?” Jenn hisses, throwing a sheet over her naked body.
“Trying to give you a little of what you want,” Terrance gives back. “Sit up and look.” Jenn gives him the eye. “Really, sit up. She’s not in the kitchen right now,” he assures her. With the sheet clutched around her breasts, she gives in and looks out the window. Kate’s open kitchen window bathes the small patch of yard between their houses with light. Terrance and Jenn can clearly see inside their neighbor’s house. “You know she eats a late dinner. She’ll be cooking soon. What if I fuck you with the lights on tonight? See if she mentions anything tomorrow?
“I…don’t know about this,” Jenn says. “What if she does see? What if it makes things weird?”
“Weird!?” Terrance lets out a laugh. “Don’t you remember last winter?” Jenn’s face flushes a bright red. She purses her lips.
“I was drunk. That doesn’t count,” she argues.
“It sure as hell does count. I had to damn near pull your tongue out of her mouth. And no telling what was going on below the water when the hot tub jets were on!” Terrance shoots back. Jenn lets out an exasperated sigh.
“Please don’t bring that up again,” she says. “I told you I was sorry. We both are.”
“I know, babe. And I have forgiven both of you,” Terrance says. “My point still stands though. If she catches us fucking, it’s not gonna be a big deal.” He leans down and kisses the back of her neck. “We can always walk that line between exhibitionism and cheating.”
*Or blur it,* she thinks to herself, staring into her neighbor’s kitchen. Terrance grabs both of her hands and places them on the windowsill.
“Don’t let go of the window,” he commands. She obeys and maneuvers to her knees, sticking her ass in the air. Terrance gets behind her, rubbing her dripping wet pussy with his large fingers. He inserts two; she’s ready to go. Jenn fixates on her neighbor’s window as her husband slides his pulsing cock between her waiting thighs. *It’s only a matter of time now*, she thinks.
**morning**
Terrance wraps up his shower and walks into the kitchen, He spies Jenn hovering over the stove. “Smells good…ooh, a fried egg sandwich!” he exclaims.
“Your favorite,” she says back.
“What can I say? I’m a man of simple pleasures.”
“You’re *my* simple pleasure,” Jenn teases. “You gonna eat here or at the office?”
“Wrap it up for me, please,” he answers. “Unfortunately I’ve got to get an early start.” Jenn finishes making and packing his breakfast while Terrance puts on his tie. Jenn sees the tie and smirks.
“Think anyone will know that tie was used as a blindfold last night?” she asks.
Terrance laughs and grabs his breakfast-to-go. “Only after I show them the pictures,” he says, returning the smirk.
“You better not!” She leans in and slaps him on the arm. He gives her a hug and kiss.
“Have a good day, sweetheart,” he says.
“Don’t you ‘sweetheart’ me and then parade me around to your friends!” she exclaims.
“Oh, I’m just messing with you. You know they can’t see you naked; it takes away the mystery,” Terrance flashes his smile again.
“Hmmm” is her reply.
“Hmmm right back to you,” Terrance says. “Alright gotta go. Love you!”
“Love you too! Have a good day at work,” she says, watching her husband walk out the door. Jenn walks back to the kitchen counter and begins to tidy up. She waves a final goodbye through the window as Terrance backs out of the driveway. She fills the sink and starts washing dishes, but her mind isn’t on her chores. Jenn is thinking about the night before. About locking eyes with Kate until Terrance put the blindfold on. About knowing her neighbor watched her writhe and squeal and cum.
*knock knock*
Jenn jumps, awakened from her daydream. *Who could it be this early in the morning?* she asks herself. She quickly rinses off the frying pan, dries her hands, and goes to the door, opening it.
Kate is standing on the other side, freshly showered, in seemingly nothing, but an over-sized T-shirt and flip-flops. The shirt flops loosely around her skinny frame, her breasts barely making an impression. Jenn does notice Kate’s erect nipples poking through, though, but her attention is drawn away from her neighbor’s breasts when Jenn spies an empty measuring cup in Kate’s hand.
“Don’t tell me you need to borrow a cup of sugar?” Jenn asks, stifling a laugh.
“People still do that, don’t they?” Kate shoots back.
“I don’t know, *maybe*,” Jenn says. “But do they ask for sugar wearing nothing, but a shirt? Jenn motions at Kate’s unusual choice of attire. Jenn can see a hint of red flare on Kate’s cheeks, but it quickly subsides.
“Ha, well. I usually bake in the nude, but thought I should put something on before I came by!” Kate responds.
“What? I’ve never seen you bake in the nude…” Jenn lies. Kate just gives her a knowing eye. They both just stare at each other for a second.
“And I guess that means I’ve never seen you get fucked and cum hard either, right?” Kate says, a glint in her eye. Jenn is taken aback. She really didn’t expect to have this conversation. Not now at least.
“Why don’t you come in. I’ll get you that cup of sugar,” Jenn offers.
“Gladly,” Kate says, flashing a broad smile as she steps into the house. Jenn takes the measuring cup from her neighbor’s hand and turns toward the cupboard. She finds the sugar, but it’s on the top shelf and she’s not quite tall enough to reach it. She looks over her shoulder to Kate.
“Hey, can you grab the sugar for me? Terrance threw it to the back of the cabinet.”
“Sure he did,” Kate says. “You just wanna catch a peek of my firm, little ass.”
“I’m certainly not gonna look away,” Jenn smiles. “But really, I can’t reach the sugar.” Jenn offers a defeated smirk and shrugs her shoulders.
“Yeah, yeah.” Kate slides past Jenn and reaches up for the sugar and realizes it’s almost out of her reach too. She pushes against the counter top, looking for leverage. Jenn watches from behind as Kate’s T-shirt slides up past her tiny, round hump, exposing her white butt cheeks.
“Nice tan lines,” Jenn says.
Kate turns back to her friend. “Oh shut up. Yours can’t be much better.”
“You didn’t see last night?”
Kate laughs. “I saw a lot last night, but the view wasn’t great.” She reaches back farther into the cabinet, her shirt sliding even higher. Kate now has her knees on the counter, her legs suspiciously far apart and her little ass is pooched out a bit further than seems necessary. Her skinny thighs easily separate, exposing what’s usually hidden between her legs. Jenn decides not to mention seeing that. Kate grabs the bag of sugar, placing it on the counter top next to her. She quickly glances back, just to watch Jenn’s eyes dart to another part of the room. Kate smiles to herself and hops down from the counter.
“You’re welcome,” Kate says.
“I believe you mean, ‘thank you,’” Jenn corrects. “This sugar is for you after all.”
“That’s not why I was saying ‘you’re welcome,’” Kate says, winking.
Jenn’s face flushes. “Well, I guess I better fill this cup up with your sugar.” She walks toward Kate and places the measuring cup on the counter.
“All business, eh?” Kate says. “The sugar can wait. I thought you were gonna show me your lack of tan lines?”
“You were being serious?” Jenn asks, blushing again.
“You know it,” she responds. Kate quickly loops a finger inside Jenn’s waistband and gives it a tug. “What? No panties? You *randy* *girl*.”
“You know, it’s gotta breathe at night!” Jenn quips.
“Come ooonn, lemme see,” Kate pleads. She makes her sad puppy-dog face and bats her eyelashes at Jenn.
“Terrance isn’t going to like this,” Jenn says, standing her ground. Kate inches closer, placing her hands on Jenn’s waist. She sneaks her fingertips into Jenn’s waistband again.
“Terrance doesn’t have to know, does he?” Kate asks. Jenn just stares back at her neighbor. She doesn’t respond. Kate gives her a second, her fingers resting against Jenn’s tender skin. Keeping her eyes locked with Jenn’s, Kate slowly pulls the soft, cotton shorts down. When Kate’s sure her friend’s pussy is exposed she glances down. “Ooh, you keep it shaved?” Kate looks back into Jenn’s eyes. “Pretty pussy.” She watches as Jenn’s face flushes yet again. “Oh, don’t be bashful!” Kate exclaims. She leaves the shorts half-way pulled down and pulls up her own shirt. “Look, here’s mine. …again.” Kate flashes a smile. “I don’t keep mine shaved like you. But don’t you like my landing strip?”
Jenn certainly does like the landing strip. She can’t seem to break her gaze, her eyes transfixed by her neighbor’s offering. Kate gives her hips a little shake.
“Well, what do you think?” she asks again.
Jenn takes a finger and runs it along the crease of Kate’s groin, highlighting her tan lines. “I think you need to start tanning like you bake.” With a laugh, Kate pops Jenn’s hand away.
“Let’s see yours, for real now, then!” Kate takes both hands and drops Jenn’s shorts to the floor. Jenn’s wide hips and chubby thighs are fully exposed and Jenn allows Kate to soak it all in. “The tanning bed really has treated you well!” Kate remarks.
“Aw thanks,” Jenn says, feigning embarrassment. She does something of a pirouette, trying to remember her grade school ballerina classes, flashing both sides for her friend.
“Graceful,” Kate says.
“Thanks. You’d be surprised how limber a chubby girl can be.”
“I sure would like to be surprised.”
No need for Jenn to feign embarrassment now, her lower half glows a shade of red to match her face. “I think you’d better go ahead and take your sugar,” says Jenn. Kate returns her hands to Jenn’s bare thighs and leans in close, their lips almost touching.
“That’s what I’ve been trying to do,” she whispers, rubbing a finger between Jenn’s slit, resting it on her throbbing clit. Kate inches closer, locking lips with her neighbor.
“But Terrance…” Jenn tries to protest, but gives in to the sensuous touch. She stops talking and slips her arms around Kate’s slim frame and her tongue into her mouth. She can feel Kate’s hands drift to her ample backside, squeezing her cheeks. Jenn pauses her kissing and whispers into Kate’s ear, “You like my fat ass, don’t you?”
With another squeeze, Kate responds, “I’ve been thinking about another chance to have your curves ever since last time.”
“It’s been a long wait,” Jenn confesses.
“Stop waiting and give in,” Kate says. “Right here. Ride my face.”
“On the kitchen floor?” Jenn asks. Kate doesn’t need to answer; Jenn sees her getting on the floor.
“No more talk,” Kate says. “We’ve waited too long. Sit on my face.” She looks up to Jenn hovering over her. “Now.”
Jenn obeys, straddling her thick frame over Kate. She feels her neighbor’s hands pry her ass cheeks apart as her voluptuous lower half eases closer to Kate’s eager mouth. *I’m gonna smother her*, Jenn thinks, letting out a quiet chuckle. Her laughter is cut short when she feels a tongue flit against her puckered back door. She sucks in a breath of air. *Terrance would never do that.* Kate’s prying tongue teases her ass one more time before Jenn repositions herself and forces Kate’s tongue deep inside her quivering pussy.
“Ohh, fuck yeah,” Jenn exclaims. She sits motionless on her neighbor’s face as Kate’s tongue furiously flits in and out of her increasingly wet slit. She feels Kate tapping her thigh and Jenn lifts up. Kate takes a deep breath of air. “Sorry!” Jenn blurts out.
“Don’t apologize to me again, you keep me smothered; I’ll let you know when I need air.” Kate demands. Jenn doesn’t question her friend and rocks back onto her face. Kate’s tongue gets back to work and Jenn begins to fuck her neighbor’s face, sliding her dripping wet opening along Kate’s face, fucking her nose, mouth, and chin. Kate gasps for breathes in between thrusts, but does her duty with her tongue, never letting up. Jenn positions her hands on either side of Kate’s tight stomach, steadying herself to give Kate a hell of a workout. She continues riding her bareback, thrusting harder and faster. Kate uses her hands to keep Jenn’s plus-sized ass cheeks apart, allowing her better access to both of her friend’s holes, but Jenn’s frantic bucking is keeping Kate from properly teasing her friend from the inside. Realizing she’s just being used as a prop, Kate succumbs to Jenn’s desires and relegates herself to the position of fuck toy. Kate dutifully keeps her friend’s ass spread and keeps her mouth open and tongue out, accepting her position as Jenn’s mount. Kate’s tongue hits every inch between Jenn’s legs; front and back, back and front, as Jenn increases pressure and speed.
“Ohh, fuck yes,” Jenn repeats. She slaps the side of Kate’s thigh and holds on, gripping tighter to match her thrusts. Kate lets out a tiny yelp, but quickly smiles, relishing what may be her only chance to taste her neighbor. Kate feels the hand move from her reddened thigh to between her legs. Jenn plays with the tuft of fuzz atop Kate’s protruding mound, her pussy well-defined between her skinny hips. Jenn leans down to taste Kate’s offering, lifting her ass briefly from atop Kate’s face. Kate sucks in another deep breath of air, providing some relief to her beet-red face, glistening with both sweat and Jenn’s juices. Kate takes this opportunity to thrust two fingers into Jenn’s open slit. Jenn moans and returns the favor with her fingers. However, Jenn doesn’t allow Kate much of a break. She slams her ass back onto her friends face, driving Kate’s fingers deeper. Kate positions herself so that Jenn can ride her fingers while she gives the ass more attention. Her tongue makes circles around Jenn’s asshole, deprived of attention for years, as Jenn spreads Kate’s legs wider on the cool kitchen floor, methodically working her fingers from Kate’s insides to her clit. Jenn thrusts faster and faster. Kate can feel her rider tense up, her legs quivering. She momentarily frees one hand and uses it to bat Jenn away from her own pussy.
“Focus on you right now,” Kate says. “I’ll get mine later.”
Jenn manages a breathless “uh-huh” and repositions her hands on the floor. She lifts her ass up again and allows Kate to spread her cheeks. Taking a breath, Jenn begins. She lowers herself until she’s met by Kate’s open mouth. Slowly, she grinds her pussy across her face, making sure to pause so that Kate can attend to her asshole. She repeats the process, picking up speed. It doesn’t take long for Jenn to resume her rhythm. Almost there, she squeezes her thighs against her friends head, keeping her in place. The last thing Jenn sees is her red hand print on Kate’s thigh before she closes her eyes and allows her body to take over. Every stolen glance, every sexually-charged embrace, every drunken holiday kiss floods her memory. She remembers the way Kate’s fingers felt inside her in the hot tub. She remembers never telling Terrance that she remembers. She remembers aching for days and weeks and months for the chance to do it again. She feels Kate tapping the side of her thigh. *She needs to take a breath.* Jenn decides to ignore the request as her legs buckle and she presses harder against Kate’s lips. Only seconds left…
Jenn feels her insides heating up, ready to boil over, ready to explode. Years of desire and remorse and elation are all released at the same time. Sweat pours down her face as she soaks her friend’s face and chest. She can feel Kate pushing her hard now, she rolls to the side next to her friend and can hear Kate gasp for much-needed oxygen. Side-by-side both women lie, red and sticky, panting, regaining their composure.
“…Sorry,” Jenn says, staring at the ceiling. “I needed that.” Kate just smiles, waiting for enough air to fill her lungs so she can muster a reply. Sensing this, Jenn glances over. “You dead?” A tiny laugh escapes from between Kate’s lips. Kate breathes in again.
“Not dead,” she finally says. “I may have just been to heaven, but I’m not dead.” Jenn smiles and runs her fingers across Kate’s chest.
“I owe you quite a bit for this one,” Jenn says. Kate rolls to her side and then to her knees, looking over her friend.
“You sure do,” she says, bending forward to give Jenn a kiss, sharing a bit of Jenn back with herself. “But not today.” Kate hops to her feet, without an explanation. Confused, Jenn sits up.
“What do you mean? You didn’t like this?”
“Of course not, I *loved* it,” Kate answers. “I loved it so much I’m going to guarantee myself it’ll happen again.
“But…Terrance,” Jenn stammers. “This was just going to be a one-time thing. You know, get it out of our systems.”
“That ship has sailed,” Kate says. “And I’m gonna get mine.” She turns and walks to the kitchen counter. She opens the bag of sugar and carefully pours out one cup’s worth. “And next time I come knocking for some sugar, I’m not gonna have my measuring cup.” She takes her sugar, bends down, and gives Jenn one final kiss. “You’re welcome,” Kate says, a glint in her eye.
Jenn watches as her neighbor opens the door, waves goodbye, and turns to leave, her shirt flipping up just enough for a final glimpse of her toned butt cheeks. Speechless, she watches the door close.
*What have I gotten myself in to?*
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/hq7nlg/a_curious_neighbor_cheating_facesitting_ff_brief
That was a great read! Looking for more now! WOW!!
More please