My first taste of my neighbor, and needing more [FM]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/cjwmuc/the_day_i_f_decided_i_needed_to_fuck_my_m_neighbor/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ckbt4a/let_the_edging_commence_fm/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share)

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“Hey, neighbor!” He stepped back from the door as my boyfriend and I walked through. “How’s it going?”

His girlfriend held out a bottle of wine with a smile and a wave. “Hey! Who’s hungry?”

As I walked past him, I let my hand linger behind me to casually rub against his dick. He apparently had similar ideas, because he grabbed my ass simultaneously. Neither of our significant others noticed, as they were already in the kitchen chatting.

We glanced at each other and grinned. “Still edging?” I said softly.

“You bet.”

“Good boy.” I giggled, then sat down at the dining table as we all prepared to eat. He sat across from me, and slowly intertwined his feet between mine under the table.

Footsie. We played footsie through the whole meal, in fact, without anyone else noticing. His touch kept sending chills up and down my spine, making my insides clench and throb in need.

I picked up my phone and shot him a text. *”You’re driving me crazy…”*

That mischievous smile crossed his face again. *”Good.”*

As I tuned back into the conversation, I realized the SOs had started talking politics. Rolling my eyes, I looked at my neighbor; he wasn’t amused with the topic, either.

“I’ll be across town next week for a meeting, don’t you work out that way?” He raised an eyebrow at me as he spoke, the other two not paying us any attention.

“Yeah, I do. Is it just a one day meeting?”

“No, I’m staying at a hotel for a few days since there are several events lined up out there. Some of my customers are in town, so it made sense to stay nearby.” I felt his foot move up my leg slowly, and I nearly choked on my drink.

“Oh! That must be… nice, then. And busy.” My turn. I softly caressed his foot, then slowly trailed up his calf. My phone lit up with a text.

*”You should join me…”*

I bit my lip, and stood up. “Anyone need anything from the kitchen? I need another drink.”

He stood up, holding his glass. “Same, but don’t worry, I’ll get it.”

As soon as we were out of earshot and not visible from the dining room, I reached up and grabbed the back of his neck, pulling him towards me roughly. Before he could register what was happening, I kissed him hard, biting at his lips, caressing his tongue with mine, and completely forgetting to breathe in the process. He groaned, his hands grabbing my hips and holding me against him tightly. The touch of his lips, his tongue, his hands, and even the growing hard-on I could feel against my pelvis… he was intoxicating.

We pulled back, breathing hard.

Fuck.

My fingers lightly touched my lips; they were puffy and tingling. He really was fucking electric. And I needed more.

We filled our drinks again and sat back down at the table. I typed up a quick text message.

*”I’ll be there. You’re a fantastic kisser, by the way.”*

*”That was all you!”*

*”Takes two… and I want more.”*

So much more.

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