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Neighbor's Wife

By: Chuck Wood



I just witnessed a very hot lady fuck a roomful of guys and had to tell about it. I am 45 years old and live in a medium size city located in the western United States. This is pretty conservative territory, so I have never had the opportunity to participate in any wife swapping parties or orgies. I have heard rumors of a few, but that is about it. I am happily married to a great woman, Jane, who loves sex as much as I do and as far as I know she is also satisfied with our marriage. 

Our next door neighbors are not so lucky. Bill and Shelly are in their late-twenties and have had a pretty stormy relationship since moving in three years ago. This is the second marriage for both of them. They have been separated a couple of times that I know of, but always end up back together. Shelly is a hot number with nice tits and a full round ass. She looks like she is made for fucking but Bill always acts like his sex life is only average. Bill is a great guy who likes to hunt and fish and is gone most weekends enjoying his recreation. His being gone seems to contribute to the stress in his marriage. 

It was a hot Saturday and I had committed to Jane that I would build a patio and rock fireplace in our back yard while she was out of town with one of our sons at a basketball camp. A few of my friends had volunteered to help. As the day wore on, it got hotter and hotter. About the time we were all ready for a break, one of the guys reported that my neighbor was laying in the sun in a very small bathing suit and encouraged us to take a look. I felt like a dumb shit spying on my neighbor, but I had seen Shelly's ass before in a bathing suit and it was truly worth seeing. Well, we were too loud and Shelly saw what we were doing. She rolled over on her back and raised up. There were four or five of us staring at her through the fence and I am sure she could make us out. 

She yelled "enjoying the view!" I was totally embarrassed and yelled out an apology. To my surprise, Shelly got up and walked over to the fence and told us it was perfectly alright. She said she enjoyed having men admire her body. She was wearing a white thong two piece suit which left little to the imagination. Her nipples were sticking out and I swear I could see the outline of her cunt through the bottoms. I apologized again and we retreated. For the rest of the afternoon, all the guys could talk about was Shelly. 

Later that afternoon we finished the project. We started drinking beer and planned to do a little barbequing. A couple more guys showed up and we all razzed them about missing out on seeing the next door neighbor. While some of the guys were graphically supplying the details, I heard the doorbell. When I answered it, to my surprise there stood Shelly. She explained the Bill was out of town and one of her girlfriends had canceled on her leaving her with nowhere to go. She said she heard the "party" going on and decided to see what Jane was doing. I told her that Jane was out of town also, but invited her to join the party. She eagerly accepted. Shelly was wearing white flimsy shorts with a yellow crop top. It was obvious she had no bra and her big tits filled out the top. As I followed her to the back yard, I could see the outline of a frilly pair of white thong panties disappearing in the crack of her ass. My heart skipped a beat. Wait until the guys saw this!! 

When we entered the backyard, the guys went silent. I broke the silence by introducing Shelly, "The lady we all spied on earlier this afternoon." Everybody laughed nervously and apologized again. Somebody asked Shelly if she wanted a beer. She accepted and then turned to me and said "There are no wives here!" I said "It is just a bunch of guys who helped me build the patio this afternoon, but I think some of their wives are going to show up later." That seemed to satisfy her and she joined in the conversation with everyone. Four or five beers later, she was "the conversation." Everybody was hanging on every word she uttered. I had positioned myself across from Shelly and had a good view up her legs. When she moved just right a couple of times, I got a look at her panties. Shelly seemed to be having a great time laughing and carrying on. When she got up to use the rest room, we all admired her ass as she made her way to the back door of the house. 

As the afternoon sun disappeared, it started to get cool in the backyard and I suggested that we adjourn to the house. Shelly sat at the bar and I acted as the bartender. A couple of guys suggested doing some shots. I poured and they drank. Shelly did one shot and shortly after that I could see that she was very drunk. She started slurring her words slightly and her eyes got real dreamy looking. She was still laughing at all the jokes, but she was starting to get that "I want to get fucked" look on her face. One of the guys, Brad, moved up behind her and put his arms around her. She laid her head back on his chest and looked up into his eyes. "Holy shit" I thought. Maybe she does want to get fucked. I could see his hands rubbing her belly and she squirmed in her seat. He must have sensed that she wanted this to go further because his hands moved south. 

I had a great view on the other side of the bar. When his hands slid past the waist band of her shorts, I thought it was all over. But she did not resist. His hands disappeared down the front of her shorts. Shelly moaned and her legs parted slightly. I could tell that he was in pay dirt. He started to kiss her, but suddenly her eyes opened wide and she stammered "Not here. Not in front of all these guys." 

Brad responded with "Why? These guys want to fuck you too." 

Shelly replied "But I should not being doing this. I am married." 

Brad told her "Your husband is out of town and will never know. We won't tell him." Brad continued "I thought you told me that you had done this before when you were in college." 

Shelly moaned "I did." All the while Brad was finger banging Shelly for all he was worth. Shelly's legs were spread wide now and she was not resisting any longer. I smelled the unmistakable scent of a woman ready to mate. 

Shelly closed her eyes and Brad kissed her. Actually, they started swapping tongues like animals in heat. I do not know how many fingers Brad had in Shelly's snatch, but she now had her legs in the air and was humping his hand for all she was worth. Arrrrrrrgggggghhhhhh. Hmmmmmmmmm. Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. I am cummmmmmmmmmming she grunted as Brad fingered her to her first orgams. When she relaxed, Brad started working her shorts off. She was cooperating now. She lifted her buttocks off the stool so he could pull her shorts down and then she lifted her legs so he could pull them off. I checked the crotch of the discarded shorts and it was soaked. Her top was next and her tits were fabulous. The nipples were sticking out at attention. 

A couple of guys carried her over to the pool table and laid her out. She still had her panties, but they were soaked and not hiding anything. She was shaved smooth. Two guys grabbed her legs and spread them. Her snatch was pink, wet and wide-open. She scooted her ass to the edge of the table and another guy dove between her legs. He pulled her panties to the side and began tonguing her. Shelly was writhing around on the table while this guy slurped up her juices. She got noisier and noisier. She arched her back and moaned UHHHHHHHHHH, UHHHHHHHHHHHH, UHHHHHHHHHHH at the top of her lungs. She yelled "Somebody fuck me. I need fucking." 

My friend Bob needed no further encouragement. He had already shed his clothes and his cock was rock hard. He pushed aside the guy who was eating her and entered her gaping hole. Shelly sighed loudly, wrapped her legs around his back and began to meet his every thrust. They literally fucked like that for twenty minutes. She had two orgasms and when Bob came, he unloaded a massive load of cum. He grunted time after time as he deposited his load. When he pulled out, the cum streamed out of her pink snatch. Shelly still had her panties which were unceremoniously removed at this point while somebody rolled her over onto her stomach and entered her from behind. While we watched the action, I asked Brad what she meant when she said she had done this before. 

Brad laughed. He said that after she had a couple of beers earlier that afternoon, she started hinting at her sexual adventures in college. When he had her alone he probed the subject and she admitted that she had been gang banged while in college. Apparently, some of the girls started talking about how big some of the football players were and she was intrigued by the idea of getting fucked by a big guy. All of her boyfriends had been just average. Then she got set up by her friends who told some guys that she wanted to party with some "big" guys. She ended up fucking not just one, but several of these guys with big cocks. She said she said it was such a turn on to be the center of attention like that. Brad said he told her she might get the chance tonight if she wanted. 

After a few guys fucked Shelly, they decided she should do two at a time. They moved her to the couch and pushed her face down over the back. While one guy enjoyed sloppy seconds from behind another guy fed her his tube steak. The guy fucking her face was not gentle. He was banging his dick against her tonsils while holding her back by the hair so she couldn't move. I almost stepped in to stop it, but from the sounds she was making, it seemed that she was enjoying it. By now her cunt was getting so sloppy with all the cum that one of the guys, Dale, decided it was time to go anal. He rubbed some cum around her rose bud and inserted a finger. When he did, Shelly arched her back. Even with a mouthful of cock, I heard her say "NO! NO! Not up my ass. I don't do anal!!" Dale said "Honey, just relax. You are going to love this." 

Dale had her pinned against the couch and there was no escaping what he had in mind for her. I had never fucked anybody up the ass and I had never seen anybody get fucked up the ass. I wanted to see this. Dale spread her cheeks, positioned his cock at the center of her anus and tried to enter her. He pushed again, but she was locked up tight and did not intend to let him in the back door. All of a sudden, he backed up and slapped her hard on the ass. Again he slapped her and again. He was not being gentle and it must have hurt. 

Shelly expelled the cock from her mouth and yelled "No. Please don't fuck my ass." Dale pulled her to her feet, sat down and bent her over his knees. He proceeded to spank her unmercifully. Her bottom was very tan, but I could see the red marks from the spanking. First she wriggled and writhed under the barrage. Then she relaxed. As she relaxed her buttocks became softer and fuller. She said "OK, OK you can fuck me up the ass, but don't let anybody else." Dale pushed her over the couch. This time she spread her legs wide and her ass was visible to all. Everybody was watching. Somebody offered some Vaseline. Dale took a big glob and applied it to her ass. He rubbed it around. Then he inserted a finger. Shelly moaned. Then he inserted a second finger. Shelly moaned louder. Then he worked his fingers in and out. When he inserted his cock, Shelly was eager to accept it. He drove it in to the hilt time after time. Shelly grunted and groaned as he probed and prodded her chocolate hole. Finally he came.

Shelly was finished. She had fucked at least ten guys, most of them more than once. She had taken it up the ass, down the throat and her cunt was stretched wide open. I wondered if she would tighten up before Bill returned. I walked her home. Some of the guys had taken photos and Shelly asked me to make sure Bill did not see them. She was completely naked. I do not know what happened to her clothes. When I got her inside the door, she turned around and dropped to her knees. She said "You didn't fuck me tonight. Why not?" Before I could answer, she was polishing my cock with her tongue. She gave me a sloppy wet blow job right there in the doorway. I pulled out as I was about to come and shot my load all over her face. What a fuck this girl was!!!

Neighbor's Wife



My name is Frank Hawkins and I approve this message

I sat on my front deck watching my new neighbors move in. I was not close enough to see every detail but he looked like a runt and she looked hot. She had long brunette hair and a sexy walk. She was wearing a tight T so I could see the outline of her tits. This one I had to get to know.

I had lived alone for about a year ever since my wife Kathy moved out and went back to live with her parents. The stupid cunt walked out on me just because I slapped her around a little bit. I was doing it for her own good. I was just teaching her to show me a little respect. A mans house is his castle and she seemed to have a hard time learning that. In my opinion a wife should be good in bed and good in the kitchen and leave the rest to the husband.

Talking about bed, I admit Kathy was a good fuck and I missed that. I had fucked a few cheap bar pickups but they did not satisfy me the way she did. However I feel if I hold out a little longer, she will come crawling back to me.

One day I came out with a beer in my hand to see my new neighbor struggling with a big box on his front lawn, trying to get it in the house.

"Do you need a hand little man?"

"Why yes, thank you."

"My name is Frank Hawkins and I live next door. Here give me the box and I'll carry it in for you."

I carried the box into the living room while he held the door open for me. My first impression was right. He is a runt, about 5' 5" tall, wears glasses and is going prematurely bald. He spoke in a high pitched voice, "Thank you very much. I was having a difficult time. My name is Bill, although everybody calls me Billie. Would you like a beer?"

"Sure."

"Amanda, would you bring us each a beer please?"

She came in carrying 2 beer. She had been unpacking and she was wearing tight faded shorts and the top 2 buttons on her blouse had come undone. She was not wearing a bra. I could see a lot of tit when she sat the beer before me.

"OH my; you are a cutie," I said. "Come sit beside me and tell me all about yourself." Amanda was blushing and hesitant but she did it.

"So, are you married Mr. Hawkins?" she asked.

"Not any more. My wife left me about a year ago. I don't miss her but I miss her home cooking,"

"Would you like to come for dinner tomorrow?" Billie asked. "Amanda is a great cook and we would be happy to have you join us, wouldn't we Amanda?"

"Sure," she said without much enthusiasm.

I went home feeling good, looking forward to tomorrow. When she was sitting beside me, every time she leaned forward to take a sip of her tea, I could see her tits. When she saw were I was looking, she buttoned her blouse giving me a dirty look.

I was sitting close beside her with my leg touching hers. The first time I put my hand on her thigh she said quit it and pushed my hand away. The 2nd time I did it she said stop it, but she was saying it in a low voice. The 3rd time when she tried to push my hand away saying don't do that, I squeezed her leg with my hand and she couldn't do it. Once she removed her hand I started rubbing my hand up and down her leg gradually getting closer to her pussy and was almost there when Amanda got up saying, "I have to start dinner," and walked into the kitchen.

The next evening over dinner we got to know each other better. Billie was some kind of computer geek that worked for Hi-Tech Computers. Amanda worked part time as a sales girl in a department store. I told them I worked in construction now but I used to be a biker.

Billie seemed quite interested the in stories I told them about my biker days. At one point I said to Amanda, "We used to capture pretty little innocents like you and make them suck and fuck us. After we tired of them we would turn them out on the streets to make money for us."

"You are disgusting," Amanda said.

"You say that but I can see your nipples poking through your blouse. You are turned on and you did not wear a bra because you knew I was coming for dinner. Now I want you to give me a kiss or I am going to slap around your husband."

"If I give you a kiss will you go home and not bother us anymore?"

"Maybe, let's see how well you kiss,"

I grabbed Billie's wife and kissed her hard forcing my tongue into her mouth, and then pushed her down on her knees in front of me. "You kiss good; let's see how well you suck."

Billie said, "Stop doing that to her. I think it's time you went home."

I punched him saying," Don't annoy me boy. I'll go home after your wife has sucked me off; now get with it bitch."

Billie could see her, with a frighten look on her face, do as I asked and started sucking me off. She was not putting in enough effort so I said, "If you don't want your husband beat up you had better try your best to get me off in your mouth."

Billie could tell by the look on my face that she was now doing a good job. She had never sucked him like that. I was holding her head and face fucking her and she seemed to be able to take my cock down her throat with little difficulty. She has done this before I thought.

A few minutes later Billie could tell by her throat action that she was swallowing my cum. "That's a good little bitch. You are a natural cocksucker. I love the way you swirl your tongue around my cock. I can tell you have had lots of practice."

Amanda got up saying, "Now will you go home and leave us alone?"

I said, "You did such a good suck job I want to see how well you fuck." Then I said to Billie, "I want to fuck your wife. Co-operate with me and everything will be OK. If you give me any trouble, like calling the police, I'll have some of my biker friends take a baseball bat and break your arms and legs. I'll have an iron clad alibi so no one can pin anything on me.

"Amanda, I want you to show up at my place tomorrow wearing a mini dress and nothing else, to cook my dinner. Billie you had better encourage her to do it or you are going to be in a world of pain. Do you understand me?"

"Yes," he replied in a low voice.

"Say it loud and clear and call me Mr. Hawkins." He mumbled something close enough so I let him away with it while I went home. Things were starting to work out well. It seamed once Amanda realized she had no choice she could perform very well, and it would appear I can dominate Billie with the threat of physical violence.

The next afternoon she showed up dressed the way I wanted. "You are a very beautiful girl Amanda. She blushed at my complement. I want to make love to you, not just fuck you."

"You told me I only had to make your dinner. I am not having sex with you,"

"You bitch," I said as I slapped her. I forced her down on the floor and I had easy access to her cunt because she had no underwear on. I was horny so I slammed into her."

"Stop it, you are hurting me."

I continued fucking her hard and I could feel her pussy moisten and later her hips were bucking against me, involuntary I'm sure. "Now get up and make my dinner, I didn't bring you over here just to have sex."

She asked me what I would like for dinner; hey, this bitch is learning. After dinner she asked if she could go home now. "Have you ever been ass fucked?" I asked.

"No and I am not starting now."

I slapped her again. "You must be a slow learner, you don't say no to me. Now don't worry, I am going to lube you up good with my gel stick. I took it easy this time with her. She was tight even though I had lubricated her well, At first she was saying take it out, but later just settled down and let me do it. She did not have an orgasm like when I fucked her, but I think she was getting a little thrill by the time I blew my load in her ass.

"That was really good, I enjoyed fucking you, so I want you over here every day this week to make my dinner."

The next two nights I fucked her after dinner both nights. She pretended to be reluctant but she could not hide her orgasms. I enjoyed her dinners but I liked fucking her better. The following evening I invited my 2 friends, Tony and Al for dinner. I wanted to show off Amanda and the control I had over her. She cooked a good dinner and she did a lot of blushing as we all told her how sexy she was.

After dinner we watched a porno DVD that Al brought. Amanda acted as hostess bringing us beer and snacks. The porno was making us guys horny. "Amanda I want you to show my friends what a good wife you would be, by coming over here and sucking me off."

"Don't make me do that Frank; I'll do that for you when your friends leave."

"Are you trying to embarrass me in front of my friends, especially after all the nice things we said about you?"

"No Frank, I just don't want to do it with your friends watching."

"Are you trying to make me mad? Get over here and start sucking before I lose my temper."

Amanda could see I was getting mad so she came over to the sofa, dropped to her knees and sucked me off, "Now show my friends you are sorry for your bad behavior and go suck them off also." 

Amanda complained a lot and even threatened me that she was going to tell the police, but when I fucked her she always had a great orgasm. In the throws of passion she would say things like, do that again, or, cum in me now. She had plenty of opportunity to go to the police, but she wanted to play the reluctance game. It was like her orgasms were greater if she was forced to do it.

The following weekend I was having 3 of my buddies over for a poker game. I had Amanda arrive early to make some snacks for us. I told her to wear that same mini dress she wore before because she looked soo hot and I wanted to show her off. During the poker game she was the perfect hostess, bringing a beer as soon as one of us drained their last one. When the game was over she served us snacks.

Amanda was a great hit with my buddies, one saying, "Where have you been hiding this one Frank, she is gorgeous." She blushed but I could see she was pleased. Another said, "I am a confirmed bachelor but I would give that up in a second if I could get her for my wife." Amanda actually giggled at that.

The 3rd guy Don, said, "With a body like that you should be a whore, so how about a fuck?"

The nerve of that asshole; I said, "Nobody talks to her like that. Get up and get out of my house now. You have one minute to get your ass out of here or I am going to throw you out." I don't think she was used to having someone stand up for her, was that a slight look of admiration she gave me?

Later I said, "Amanda I want you to dance for us. I want them to see how beautiful you are. I want you to slowly take off all your clothes and when you are naked you are going to give each of us a lap dance." I expected I would have to beat her to make her do it, but as soon as I stated the music she started her strip tease. I know when she did the lap dance; the guys were feeling her up a bit, because I didn't say anything about no touching. She did not protest as much as I expected.

When she did Tony's lap dance he said, "You are soo sexy, you should wear an R for a restricted rating."

While she did Al's lap dance he said, "You are fantastic, I want you to be my wife. Please, please marry me." 

I said, "I'll get my lap dance later after you guys leave. I knew she hated to do me when my friends were watching and I saw her slight smile of appreciation. After they left I took her to my bedroom. Watching her do those lap dances had me turned on. "Let's go to bed Amanda; you have me so horny I ache for you." She gave a little laugh.

This time I wanted to get her excited before we fucked. She was always more agreeable and less prone to giving me a hard time if she had a good orgasm first. I kissed her a lot, then kissed and sucked on her tits and it was getting to her. At one point she held my head tight to her breasts. When she started to squirm I knew she was ready and I entered her hard and fast. She tries to hide it but she had an orgasm quickly. She was building toward her second orgasm, when the stimulation was too much for me and I blew my load.

This time she stayed overnight. The next morning I handed her a piece of paper. "Give this to Billie." The paper said he could not fuck her unless he had a paper like this one.

I did not see her Sunday, but Monday she was over just to cook my dinner. She told me that Billie was flying out to LA for a job interview which he fully expected to get. If he got the job they would be moving out there soon. That was distressing, this one was to hot to lose.

"Amanda, why not live with me while he is gone? It will give us a chance to know each other better and I won't have any of my buddies around. He really doesn't deserve you, you know. You are such a good fuck," I could see her starting to get angry, "I am just teasing you; you are such good company I miss you when you are not around." 

After some hesitation she agreed. Now I went all out to get her to fall in love with me. The first night I took her out to an expensive restaurant, then to a disco for dancing, and last to a quiet bar for a few drinks. That night I didn't fuck her, I made love to her.

The following morning we slept in, then got up, had breakfast, and spent the afternoon at the casino and racetrack. Amanda bet on every race and lost them all but she was having fun. That night we kissed and hugged but no sex. I slept holding her.

The following day was the day Billie returned. He showed up just before noon and was angry to find Amanda there just wearing a bathrobe. "What are you doing over here?

"I have been staying with Frank for the past 3 days. He said I can spend time with you during the day but I sleep with him every night, and he says you can't fuck me anymore. The only sex you can have with me is oral."

Billie said, "Stop this nonsense. You are coming home with me."

"I don't think so," I said. "Amanda is fed up with a wimp like you. She wants a real man, not a wimp like you."

Billie took her hand and tried to take her home. I had to put an end to this now so I punched him in the stomach. He fell to the floor and threw up.

I yelled, "Look at the mess you made on my floor; clean it up." When he just sat there, I hit him and he threw up again."

"You are disgusting," Amanda said as she walked away. "Frank is right, you are not a man, you are a mouse. Leave me alone from now on."

Billie left with a broken heart and a throbbing headache. I took Amanda in my arms and gave her a long slow kiss.

*

Would you like to read the same story from Billie's point of view?" Read MY EVIL NEIGHBOR



Neighbor's Wife is a Teacher



Adrian became an empty nester overnight. Both of her daughters left home for the first time. One had graduated from a local college and went to another state for her first job. The other got married and moved out. Adrian's home became childless for the first time in 24 years.

I live next door to Adrian. One evening I went out to check my mailbox just as she was getting something out of her car.

"Wow just 2 cars in your driveway." I said.

"Don't remind me," She replied.

"Sorry," I said as I wandered over towards her.

"Stay there, I'm not dressed." She was wearing a short little knit nightgown with spaghetti straps. 

"Feeling a little lonely?" I asked.

"I'll say." She replied.

"I know. You don't realize how much of your life is spent catering to your kids' needs until they're gone." I told her that when our daughter left home it was hard for me to deal with it. While the responsibilities were not necessarily fun, they did occupy all your time. It takes time to replace the requirements of parenthood with adult activities.

"What did you do?" she asked. It had been years and years for me; my only daughter was over 40 and had a family of her own. "How did you cope?" she asked.

"I turned to what I enjoyed," I said.

"Well what did you enjoy enough to get rid of this emptiness?"

"The truth is I became pretty much of a pest to Janet. She was the one who spent all her free time taking care of our daughter but I was the one that needed something to replace the void."

"Like what?" she asked.

"I became demanding," I said and I blushed uncomfortably.

"I don't understand."

"I drove Janet crazy with demands."

"What kind of demands?"

I could feel myself blushing, "If you must know, it was mostly sex," I blurted. 

"I wish I had that problem. Rick almost never wants sex, even now that we are finally alone in the house he just wants to watch TV or play that damn guitar of his. I could walk in stark naked and he would still just keep strumming that god damned guitar."

I started blushing even more and looked down at the sidewalk.

"I didn't mean to embarrass you," she said, "you brought up sex."

"You didn't embarrass me. I'm just trying not to be too obvious about staring at you in that sexy gown. I can tell you that if you were naked I would be strumming something wood but it wouldn't be a guitar," I had stepped up closer to her and I was boldly studying her body.

Now it was her turn to blush. She punched my arm and said, "You are wicked...I like that in a man."

"Oh my god, look at you," I almost drooled. "You are just too sexy for words. I can't imagine how Rick keeps his hands off you?"

"Wow, that felt pretty nice," she said blushing. "Now let me get my packages and go inside before I say something I will regret."

With that she reached into the car, as she bent over to get her packages she exposed her ass and her sexy panty covered cunt. I couldn't stop myself. I placed my hand firmly on her inner thigh up high with my thumb on her ass. Adrian froze and my heart started pounding. I slid my fingers to her cunt. It was hot. I slowly rubbed it and she still didn't move. I felt for her swollen clit and then tickled it with my fingertips, very lightly. Then I slid my thumb under her panties and pressed it against her bare asshole. She started breathing very heavily. It didn't take long for her to climax and collapse onto the car seat.

"Go...just go." She gasped. And I went home sporting a boner.

Several days past before I saw her again. I ran into her, literally ran into her, in Costco. She was in front of me in the exit line and without realizing it I ran my shopping cart into the back of her foot.

"Sorry!" I said before I even realized who it was.

She turned around abruptly; ready to read someone the riot act. When she saw it was me she blushed and said, "Oh Ron, that's OK it didn't hurt."

She turned back around and we proceeded to the door in uncomfortable silence. After we got outside I offered to help her put her packages into her car. "I don't know," she quipped. "I remember what you did when I took packages out." That broke the tension.

"I'm sorry. I know I shouldn't have done that...but you are so sexy, I couldn't stop myself."

"I knew I was baiting you when I reached into the car. I'm sorry. I'm glad you did what you did but I don't know how to act now. I didn't mean to start something."

"Please don't be embarrassed or think that I expect anything more. It happened, we're both glad, now it's over and let's not let it change things."

"Oh thank you. But I've got to say that it was so naughty and exciting that I have thought about it almost constantly since it happened."

"Me too. Truth is I've masturbated over it every day."

"Stop it. You're making me tingle again."

We had reached her car and were putting stuff in so I stepped up and pressed my crotch against her and said, "And feel what you're doing to me."

I made my hard dick twitch against her hip. She looked wickedly into my eyes and reached down and touched me.

"Oh my, this is too much for me. I want do bad things with you."

I touched her breast, twitched my dick in her hand and said, "And I want to do bad things to you."

Adrian squeezed my dick and said, "Where?"

"Is Rick home?"

"No he's at work."

"We can leave my car here and I will ride in the back of your car and you pull into your garage. No one will know."

On the drive home I asked her if she had thought about what might occupy her free time. She said that after our little tryst the only activities she could think about were sexual in nature and too taboo to act on.

"What type of activities?" I asked.

"I'm too embarrasses to tell you."

"We are going to do something pretty taboo so tell me and perhaps we can fulfill your desire."

"I sometimes imagine that I tease one of my high school students and he gets so worked up that he looses control."

"Well you are getting your old neighbor so worked up that he is about to loose control...so why not try your plan on me?"

"Oh I couldn't...or maybe I could...that might be fun." She paused then said, "When we get to my house stay in the garage for ten minutes then come in and pretend that you are a student coming for private tutoring."

Ten minutes took forever. When I went into the house I called out "Mrs. Hale, it's Ronnie. I'm here for my lesson. Where are you?"

"Back here, in the office." She called out.

When I entered her office I found a very teacherly Adrian holding a clipboard.

"Ronnie, I know you are smart enough to get A's in my class, but you don't pay attention. You seem to be off in another world during class, do you have attention deficit problems?"

"I'm sorry Mrs. Hale, but I can't seem to concentrate in your class."

"Just my class?"

"Well mostly. I come to class determined to pay attention but within a few minutes my mind becomes all confused."

"What is it about my class that gets you so confused?"

"The truth is you do, Mrs. Hale," and I actually blushed. I was really getting into the part and I felt the embarrassment of an innocent student.

"Do I do something confusing?"

"When you walk into the room I get all nervous and uncomfortable, like now, and then I can't concentrate."

"Have I ever done anything to make you nervous? I can't remember ever yelling at you"

"Oh no, Mrs. Hale, you have always been very nice. I just get all nervous around you."

"Well then, the first thing we have to do is get you over that. Then we can start studying the material. Come here and tell me what you are nervous about."

I went over to Mrs. Hale and stood in front of her and looked down at the floor.

"Look me in the eye," She commanded, "and tell me what scares you."

"I'm afraid I'll get a...a...a...aroused." I said.

"Oh you mean that you think of me in a sexual way?"

"I...I...I guess so." I stammered.

"We have to get you past that."

"How?"

"Ronnie, if you are to pass this class you need to get comfortable being around me. Do you imagine me undressed is that it?"

I said nothing but shook my head vigerously.

Then the very proper Mrs. Hale unbuttoned her blouse and said, "Is this what you imagine when you are not paying attention?" and she opened the front exposing her sheer black bra.

"Yes Ma'm." I replied and I squirmed around pretty uncomfortably.

"Get a good look so you can stop imagining it in class."

I studied her and said that she was even sexier than I had imagined.

"What else do you imagine?" she asked.

"Touching you."

She took my hand and said, "You mean like this?" and she put it on her bra.

"Anything else?"

"Seeing them," I replied timidly.

Mrs. Hale turned around and asked me to unfasten her bra. I fumbled with the clasp like the nervous teenager I was pretending to be. She let the bra fall onto the desk and then she pulled her skirt up above her ass and asked me to pull her panties down. By now my heart was pounding in anticipation and my dick was as hard as I can ever remember.

She stood with her back to me and said, "Ronnie, I am only doing this for you so that you can concentrate in class." Then she turned around and leaned back onto the desk and said, "Get a good look." 

I was awe struck and I truly drooled over her body.

"Can I see between your legs?" I boldly asked.

Mrs. Hale spread her legs and then touched her pussy. I almost came right there. 

"Is this what you imagine during class?" she asked.

She looked at the bulge in my pants and asked if I got hard like that in class.

"Yah, that's why I can't pay attention," I said.

"OK, now show me what you want to do."

I unzipped my pants and she grabbed my belt and pulled me up to her and said, "What would you like me to do." She reached into my fly and fumbled around until she grabbed my bare pecker and pulled it out. "You want me to jerk you off?" She asked.

"No Ma'm." I replied.

"No?" She said somewhat surprised. "You want to jerk yourself off?"

"I want to put it into your pussy and fuck you."

"Oh no! You can't do that." She said. But I just shoved my bare unprotected dick into her hot cunt and started pumping for all I was worth. "Stop. You can't do this," she said but she pulled my head down to her breasts. I sucked her tits while I fucked the shit out of her. We went at it like animals for a long time. When she suddenly started to climax I kept fucking her until she begged me to stop.

When we settled down she said, "Oh Ronnie, that was a very bad thing to do to me. You just fucked your teacher with your bare cock. I hope this helps you learn to look at me now without being nervous. Maybe you can concentrate enough to pass my class." 

"Maybe I already deserve an A for bringing you off without shooting off inside you," I said.

"That's the second time you brought me off without satisfying yourself." She said in amazement. "Do you want me to take care of you now?"

"Yes...Suck me off," I said smugly.

She knelt down in front of me and said, "I shouldn't be doing this to my innocent young student" and I came into her mouth.

That was so exciting to me that I became an obsessive-compulsive masturbator. I would try to catch Adrian outside or peek into her house to see her but I never was successful. I went to the bathroom a lot like the teenager I had pretended to be and I beat off constantly.

Finally when I couldn't take any more pressure I spotted her doing some kind of crap work in her yard. I decided to visit her. I walked up behind her and covered her eyes and said, "Guess who."

Adrian pulled my hands down off her eyes and on to her boobs and said, "If it's not Ron I'm in big trouble now."

I felt her tits and said, "Just keep doing what you were doing and ignore me."

She actually continued trimming her shrubs and I felt her big tits from behind for all I was worth. I slid her skirt up and felt her crotch. I rubbed her pussy and she just kept working. I pulled her panties off and put my fingers inside her pussy and she just kept working. Finally I pulled my throbbing prick out slid it slowly into her cunt and then fucked her from behind while holding her big boobs. She had a shuttering climax. I was ready to cum too but I didn't know if she was on the pill or what so I pulled my dick out of her pussy and started rubbing it all over her asshole.

"Don't...Ron...Not there...Please No..." she begged.

I was too far gone to stop and I forced my dick into her asshole. When I was completely inside her I played with her pussy and her hanging tits. I fucked her ass and she clinched my dick and grabbed my balls and suddenly cum shot out of my twitching throbbing cock and into her bowels. She kept grinding back onto me and moaning and I kept pinching her clit and tits. She had another climax while I was still squirting into her ass.



Neighbors with Benefits



Author's note

This isn't a traditional romance. But I enjoyed writing it and I hope someone enjoys reading it.

Next I might write a prequel about how they met. 

***

Cassie smiled politely and tried to appear interested in her date. He was talking about his latest court case, something about developers taking on the council in order to win the right to build fifty houses on a currently forested coastal headland. His face was animated and he was obviously passionate about his job. Normally it was the kind of issue that Cassie would be interested in too but she was finding it difficult to pay attention. The Turkish restaurant they were in was just a little too warm and the wine seemed to be going straight to her head. 

Feeling a bit light-headed, Cassie excused herself to visit the ladies' room. Doug's face fell as he realised his story wasn't as completely riveting as he had thought, but he politely stood up and helped pull her chair out. Cassie wished again she'd worn something a little more comfortable than a tight blue dress and ridiculously high heels. But she couldn't help dressing to impress on first dates, and by the way Doug's eyes followed her every move she'd succeeded.

The bathroom was more brightly lit than the main restaurant and Cassie pulled out her phone to check for messages. Predictably enough, there was one from Ben.

#How's the date going?

Cassie thought for a moment and tapped a short reply.

#Not bad, we seem to have several common interests

She splashed some cold water on her face and smoothed down some errant strands of blonde hair that were threatening to fizz. Barely half a minute passed before another text appeared on her phone.

#I still think he's a total dork. Don't stay out too late!

Rolling her eyes, Cassie couldn't help but grin as she popped her phone away. She checked her teeth for stray spinach and returned to her date.

****

A taxi dropped Cassie off outside her apartment later that night. Doug had been very sweet and kissed her goodnight. He ticked all the boxes on her mental list for a boyfriend -- intelligent, considerate, fit and good-looking too. But she just didn't feel any spark of attraction. She wondered if he'd call. It might be worth a second shot. Maybe if they did some active next time, like hiking, it might be more interesting.

Cassie climbed the stairs to her apartment, cursing the heels again. She noticed the door on the other side of the landing was ajar but paid no heed as she rummaged through her bag for keys. 

Suddenly she felt a strong arm grip her around the waist. She gasped and struggled but the assailant just pulled her towards the other door.

"Ben!" she squealed. She twisted around and clobbered him with her handbag. 

"Sorry. Did I scare you?" The man's impetuous grin was not at all apologetic and instead of letting her go he pulled her closer and captured her mouth in a passionate kiss.

Cassie melted against his broad chest and she felt a sudden warmth flood her body. Ben pulled her inside his apartment and kicked the door shut. Then he pinned her against the wall with his body and demanded another kiss. His knee came up between hers, pushing her legs apart. He was wearing nothing but the soft cotton t-shirt and light-weight track pants. Evidence of his arousal pressed firmly into her hip.

Cassie pulled her head back. "What's gotten into you tonight?" she demanded.

Ben still didn't let go. His hands slid down her shoulders to rest on her breasts, his fingers tracing her curves through the silky fabric of her dress. "The thought of you being with that other guy has been driving me crazy all evening," he explained. There was a dangerous tone in his voice which scared Cassie a little, but also excited her. His fingers caressed a nipple and she fought to suppress a moan of desire.

"So you're allowed to have a girlfriend, but I'm not allowed to date?" she asked incredulously, trying to ignore the skilled hands on her breasts. "That doesn't seem fair at all!"

"Oh, you're allowed to date," Ben replied with a feral grin. "But not that loser. He's not worthy of you."

Cassie raised an eyebrow. "And you are worthy?"

"Of course not," he scoffed. "I'm just a selfish bastard who can't keep away from you." He leaned down to kiss her again, his lips hungrily exploring the soft skin of her neck and collarbone.

"But..." Cassie formed a half-hearted objection.

"No more talking!" he commanded. With one hand he tugged the strap of her dress and bra down until her breast popped out. Then he descended on it with his mouth, licking and sucking. Whatever Cassie had been about to say fled from her mind.

Ben's other hand reached for the hem of her dress and slipped underneath. Cassie whimpered as his fingers found the edge of her lacy g-string. Even though she wouldn't have slept with Doug on a first date, she had worn sexy lingerie anyway...just in case she was in a car accident or something. She gasped as his fingers pushed the fabric to one side and slipped inside.

"God, you're so wet," he whispered in delight. His fingers slid along her crease, pushing the lips apart and spreading her natural lubrication around. "So wet for me. Aren't you, gorgeous?"

One finger began to tease her clit, insistently demanding a response. Cassie shuddered in pleasure and her legs turned to rubber. If not for his body pressed against her she wouldn't have been able to support her own weight. "Yes," she admitted hoarsely. "I was thinking of you all evening."

Ben growled in satisfaction. He pulled his hand out from under Cassie's skirt but she barely had time to voice a complaint before he lifted her with both hands and deposited her on the teak dining table with her skirt bunched up around her waist. The he dragged the waistband of his pants down with one quick movement and pulled out his already-hard cock. Cassie barely had time to admire it before he pushed her panties to one side and thrust into her.

Even though they'd had sex many times before, Cassie was always shocked at how completely he filled her. She gasped and felt her muscles stretch around him. 

"Fuck that feels good," Ben groaned. Cassie wrapped her legs around him and he drove into her again.

"Harder," she demanded breathlessly. 

Ben did not disappoint. He thrust into her again and again, holding on to the table for leverage. Cassie held his gaze and saw the raw lust she felt reflected in his eyes. He smiled but the strain was beginning to show. Sure enough, a few seconds later he gave a strangled gasp and closed his eyes as he climaxed deep inside her.

He rested his head on her shoulder and kissed her neck as he got his breath back. Cassie ran her hands through his short brown curls and breathed in his scent. She clenched her inner muscles around him and was rewarded with another shudder. "I'm sorry," he murmured. "I should have held back but you're just too sexy." 

"That's ok," she reassured him. "You can make it up to me."

Ben laughed. "I plan to." With barely a grunt of effort he picked her up and carried her to his bedroom like a caveman with a new prize.

***

Some time later Cassie lay flat on her back on Bed's bed, completely naked and completely sated. The sheets lay in a tangled mess around them and there was a sheen of sweat on her breasts. "That was amazing," she said happily. After getting no response she opened her eyes and discovered Ben was watching her with his head propped up on one elbow, a soft smile on his face. "What are you grinning about?" she demanded.

"I just like watching you," he said affectionately. Unfortunately his cell phone chose that moment to ring. He checked the display and glanced back at her with a guilty expression. "I'd better take this, sorry. I already missed a call earlier."

Cassie sighed and sat up. "I understand. Don't worry about it." She gathered her clothes as he answered the call. 

"Hi honey, how are you?"

By the tone of his voice Cassie knew it was his long-distance girlfriend. She was in a different time zone so often called quite late. Cassie didn't know much about the woman except that she was a similar age to herself, late twenties, and doing a grad school program in Australia. She didn't really want to know any more. With the other woman so far away it was easy to pretend she didn't exist, that she and Ben were just two adults engaged in a bit of harmless fun. But now...Cassie felt a familiar lump of guilt in her throat. She knew it was wrong but Ben was just so damned irresistible. And she felt sorry for him being alone night after night. Long-distance relationships sucked, as she knew all too well.

Cassie grabbed one of Ben's t-shirts and pulled it over her head. It was long enough to afford her some modesty at least. Clothes under one arm, she tip-toed out to give him some privacy. She opened the front door a crack and peered out to make sure there was no-one else in the hallway. Then she scooted across to her own apartment.

***

Cassie showered and brushed her teeth and had just curled up in bed when her phone buzzed again. It was almost midnight. She groggily turned on the light and read the message.

#Please come back to bed?

She tapped a slightly irritated reply.

#I'm quite comfortable in my own bed, thank you.

The next text came barely two seconds later and consisted of a sad-face emoticon and nothing else. She felt a bit mean so sent another message.

#You're welcome to come and join me?

His indignant reply made her giggle. 

#Your bed is an affront to my masculinity.

Cassie glanced up at the frilly floral fabric draped from her king-size canopy bed. It perfectly matched the roses on the duvet cover, and the pink tapestry cushions. Sure it was a bit over-the-top but her ex hated feminine décor and after moving out on her own Cassie had been determined to make the most of it and have the princess bed she always wanted. She was starting to tire of it, in fact, but hadn't got around to deciding on a new look.

She didn't bother replying to Ben's last text and put the phone down. But before she could turn out the light there was a knock at her front door. She reluctantly slipped out of bed and walked across the cold floor to open it. Ben was standing there in his pyjama pants with a sheepish expression on his face.

"I thought you said my bed was emasculating," she said grumpily.

"It is. But I'm willing to put up with it if it means I can be with you...and my t-shirt," he replied, looking pointedly at her night-time attire.

Cassie locked the door behind him and hurried to jump back into the warm bed. Ben followed and slid under the covers behind her. He draped his arm across her stomach and pulled her into a spooning position. "Come here, gorgeous," he murmured.

She put her cold feet on his leg but he barely managed a sleepy protest. "I should just give you a key," she said thoughtfully. Ben grunted in assent. Cassie turned the light off and soon fell asleep in his warm embrace. 

***

Weeks later

Cassie arrived home from work on Friday evening in a despondent mood. One of the interns had made a careless mistake that made the results of her latest research experiment completely unusable. A whole month's work down the drain. She wished she could spend the evening with Ben; he always managed to make her laugh. But Ben was unavailable because his real girlfriend was coming home for mid-term break. 

She angrily kicked off her calf-length boots and they made a satisfying thump on the floor. She wasn't even that upset about the lab stuff-up, it kind of came with the territory. But having a time-share boyfriend sucked. A little voice inside her head reminded her that Ben wasn't her boyfriend. They'd both agreed from the start that it was to be a purely casual, no-strings affair. She was free to date whomever she chose. Cassie chose to ignore the voice and grumpily made herself a sandwich.

A few minutes later there was a knock on Cassie's front door. She opened it to find Ben standing there, looking ruggedly handsome as usual in a merino pullover and jeans. For some reason he was holding a casserole dish wrapped in a tea-towel.

"I thought I wasn't going to see you tonight?" Cassie said in surprise.

Ben looked sheepish. "Melanie's flight doesn't arrive until nine. I was hoping we could just hang out for a couple of hours." He held up the steaming casserole dish. "I made you some dinner?"

Cassie glanced down at the unappetizing peanut-butter sandwich in her hand. She looked up again with a smile. "Sure, come on in!"

They ate on the couch in front of the TV and watched Big Bang Theory. Cassie enthusiastically polished off a serving of Ben's chicken casserole. Then she licked the last of the gravy off the plate. 

Ben watched her with an amused expression. "So, it's good then?"

Cassie blushed slightly but refused to be embarrassed about her lack of social graces. They'd had this discussion before and she always insisted that in the privacy of her own home she could damn well lick her own plate if she wanted to. It made it easier to clean later anyway so it was just common sense. "Yes, it is really good," she said with a grin.

"Of course it is," he said smugly. "Just think, if you married me you could eat like this every night."

Cassie almost choked on the last of her dinner but managed to avoid showing any outward reaction. What prompted him to say that? Ben was the kind of person who would joke about anything and she couldn't really tell when he was being serious. It was safer to assume he wasn't. 

"I guess so," she agreed. "And if we can persuade your girlfriend to do the other housework I'll have a really cruisy life."

Ben frowned. "That doesn't seem fair. You'll have to contribute somehow. Maybe you can mind the kids?"

Cassie crinkled her brow in bemusement. "You're weird," she said affectionately. She put aside her plate and moved closer to snuggle into his shoulder.

Ben put his arm around her and kissed the top of her head. "You're weirder." When the show finished he sighed and held her closer. "I'm really going to miss you next week."

Cassie cuddled into his broad chest. She didn't like to admit it but she was going to miss him too. "At least you won't be missing your girlfriend," she said pointedly. "So your overall level of pining should decrease, or at the very least remain constant."

Ben was silent for a while. "Perhaps I could sneak out for short periods, and come and see you?" he asked hopefully.

"No," Cassie exclaimed.

"Aww..." Ben did his best puppy-dog expression. 

"I mean it," she said crossly. "It's your duty to pay lots attention to Melanie for the short time that she's here, and make her feel loved and appreciated."

Ben stared down at her. "I don't think I'll ever understand you," he said finally.

"Good," said Cassie. "Now shut up and kiss me because we've only got another half-hour."

***

For the next few days Cassie tried to avoid hanging around her apartment all by herself. On Saturday she made the most of the fine autumn weather and caught up with friends for some mountain biking in the Waitakere ranges. On Sunday she went for a long run and then visited her parents. On Monday she worked late to re-create the lab experiment that had been compromised. But on Tuesday she found herself home alone, without plans for the evening. 

Rain pelted the windows. Cassie made herself a sandwich and snuggled up in bed with her e-Reader. After a few minutes she realised she was reading the same paragraph over and over again. 

"Damn it!" Cassie flung the reader down on the bed. She couldn't get Ben out of her thoughts. He was a great lover but she also liked just being around him. He challenged her, teased her, and brought out her playful side. Plus he had the cutest smile...

Cassie groaned again. She had to find a guy who was actually available. She considered her options. Doug was long since out of the picture, after their boring second date. Tuesday wasn't exactly the easiest night to meet someone new, even if she was in the mood to put her out there. But there was one option that might help take her mind off her neighbour. She picked up her cell phone and dialled a number she still knew off by heart.

***

Cassie threw on some yoga pants and a warm sweater and drove to Glen Eden through the pouring rain. She knocked on the door of a very familiar, modest-looking townhouse. An equally familiar dark-haired man opened it.

"Hi James," she said uncertainly.

He grinned. "Hey, you. Come on in out of the rain." 

Cassie gratefully stepped inside and gave him a quick hug. She kicked off her shoes and followed James down the hall, admiring the way his jeans melded to his butt as he walked. He looked good. The weight training was obviously paying off.

James led her into the lounge and Cassie stopped and stared in shock. There were computer parts and tools everywhere. On the desk, the floor, the shelves...even piled on one chair. "Sorry about the mess," he said casually. "I would have cleaned up a bit if you'd given me more warning."

Cassie took a deep breath and tried to focus on James instead of their surroundings. "Don't worry about it, I don't mind."

"Yes, you do," he contended with a sly grin. "You're just itching to tidy up and hide everything in a closet somewhere."

"You're right," she admitted. "But it's your place now. I'll just have to control myself."

James offered her a hot chocolate, which she gratefully accepted. She sank down into the worn-looking couch, the one piece of furniture which wasn't covered in clutter. James sat down beside her and put his hand affectionately on her thigh. 

"So, to what do I owe the pleasure of this visit?" he asked. "It's been months since your last booty call."

Cassie blushed slightly. "I just felt like some company this evening. I hope you don't mind."

"Of course I don't mind," he replied. "You know I'm always happy to see you. So long as you don't expect me to watch a chick-flick with you."

"Thanks," said Cassie. She sipped her hot chocolate and was glad to find she still felt completely at ease with James. If not his décor. After splitting up over a year ago they'd discovered they got along much better as friends than as a couple.

She felt James's eyes on her. "You look tense," he observed. "I can see the knots in your muscles from here."

Cassie smiled wryly. "You're right. Could I impose on you for one of your famous massages?"

"Of course," he replied.

When Cassie finished the hot chocolate he led her into the bedroom. She was happy to notice the room was a bit tidier than the lounge. The bed was even made, with appropriately masculine grey sheets and duvet. James pulled back the blankets and laid down a towel to stop oil from staining the sheets. Cassie stripped off to her panties, not in the least self-conscious in front of him. She flopped down on the bed on her stomach as James found the massage oil.

The bed dipped on either side of her as he straddled her hips. Then she sighed in contentment at the first stroke of his warm hands on her bare shoulders.

"I thought so," said James as he prodded her back. Cassie winced as he found the tender spots. "If you came to me more often you wouldn't get these terrible knots."

"Sorry," said Cassie. "I guess I have been a bit stressed lately."

"Well, stop it," he commanded. "I like your body too much to want to see you ruin it." His hands brushed against the sides of her breasts.

Cassie smiled but then winced again as he found another knot. "How have you been, anyway?" she asked casually.

"I can't complain," he replied. "Business is going well, but I still have time for fun."

"Are you seeing anyone?" 

"Not seriously. But I'm certainly not lacking for female companionship if that's what you're asking."




Neighbors with Benefits



This story includes male on male anal sex plus a wife getting double penetrated. If it offends you please be warned now.

I want to share the fantasy of a bisexual story that flips my fancy. It includes man on man, and wife swapping all for the pleasure and experience for everyone involved. Enjoy.

*****

I'll tell the story of coming out as bisexual to my wife at another date, or maybe not. Its been something that's been know between us for awhile now but never been explored together until now.

We had been hanging out with the neighbors for awhile then. They were a young couple, unmarried, the woman Jaime had a child that hung out with our child on the same street. So we usually had beers on the porch and talked of life lived and what music we liked, books we were reading and how our days went on a regular basis. We got close over the few years we hung out together, mainly just being in the neighborhood watching the kids play swords, or ride bikes and play in the sprinkler...how idylic. Underlying all our hanging out and being together over the years was a sexual tension between all four of us.

Nico was a bit punk rock, a bit skateboarder and a chef to boot. He was fit as most young men that have a steady metabolism are, handsome and emotionally pretty open. She was a bit flighty, a good mother, an avid reader, and curvy as a mother that doesn't work out tends to be, but being in her early 30's and having good genetics gave her a leg up on body parts staying northern bound. Jaime had a great round ass and beautiful full tits with a tiny waist.

Now my wife Cailyn has style in spades, and her body is amazing for a 38 year old mother. Its also curvy in all the right spots. Neither a work out queen w a tight body nor a woman that let herself go. She has 34c tits that still stand up on their own and a great full ass with a tiny waist and stands about 5'6" and 135 pounds. The apple of my eye in all ways.

Im Gavin and I stand about 5'8" with an athletic build that over the years has been shaped by all the outdoor hobbies I love.

It all started as we were sitting around drinking a few beers inside their house and the subject turned to sex. Mainly talk of ass play for men. My wife was at home so it was just the three of us. Jaime said Nico took few fingers from her in his ass, and we were all laughing about how good it feels to have a prostrate orgasm and how much it shook our legs as dudes. 

Then she said "I tried to fuck him with my strap on, but he wouldn't do it." 

He said "Hey it was a big fucking dildo." 

Oh yeah, Jaime is also bisexual and has lived with women on and off a bit in her life. Thus the reason she has a strap on harness. Which the opposite reason my wife and I have a strap on set up. But to the point of the conversation.

Being a bit buzzed I blurted out " I bet I could take that dildo!" 

Couldn't believe I said it, but there it was. They looked at me with wide eyes, and then we all laughed a bit nervously. I asked if it was bigger than his dick. He said no, so we all jus kinda looked at each other with knowing eyes.

A few days later I went to their house by myself and Nico and I set into motion this bizarre scene that we were gonna make into a reality. We sat down for a few beers and I said "Hey man, we both know what we were talking about the other night, right?"  

He says, "Yeah, Im pretty sure we do." 

I then asked him if he would be into putting on a show for the ladies and treat them to a night of pleasure that they wouldn't forget. 

He said, "Whatcha got on your mind then bud?"

We set a night up over a weekend while our kid was at his grandmas and Jaime's child was with his father. We were all good with having an entire night and next day to execute our plan. Both women were told to get themselves dolled up as though they were going to a wedding or charity event or some other thing that requires one to be in a mode of dress that feels classy. And underneath to wear something very sexy. Something that would make them feel like they're hiding a sexual secret...matching underwear and bras or leather, or lace or garters and stockings. You get the picture, but it had to be something they chose to make themselves feel heightened sexually.

Then we told them to get ready together at Nico and Jaime's house and to come to our home when we gave them a call. While they got ready and drank some wine, he and I set about getting my house ready for a grand show for the ladies. We brought the dining room table up from the basement and set it for dinner for two with linens, candles and all the accoutrements that go with that sorta thing. He started cooking a meal with tiny portions of delicious food. He's a chef for god sakes. But they were small portions so the ladies wouldn't feel to full or bloated for the nights events. And to feed the feeling they were going to be dining alone with a show of some sorts that they had no idea of. At the end of the meal was an amazing small chocolate cake for them to put a bit of aphrodisiac in their solar plexus.

We also set up a nice futon at the end of the room beyond the table. It was a high table and chairs and they could sit comfortably and look towards the futon. Thats where the show was to take place.

We got done setting everything up and looked at each other. 

"Well this is it holmes, you ready to get it on in front of the ladies?" he said.

I said "Ready as Ill ever be I guess". 

My insides were so fucking fluttery. My mind was reeling in the fact that I was about to have sex with a guy in front of my wife as a gift to myself and to her in showing her my deepest fantasy. And as the night progresses, hopefully I would also get to share my wife with another man and be inside another woman for myself. Kinda all n all a group pleasure experience, bacchanal in essence, where everyone tries something new and gets off.

The ladies came inside the house dressed in heels, stockings, and beautiful dresses. Both of them just gorgeous. We have them sit down at the table and told them we will be back with their dinners and to help themselves to the wine on the table. As they sat in the dim candle light Im sure they were like..."what the fuck are they doing and why is there a futon in the dining room?" We go back to the kitchen laughing like school kids to ourselves. They have no idea whats in store for them. Once in the kitchen we both strip down to nothing and put on black cock rings around the base of our cock and balls. I start getting a slight hard on and his dick immediately starts growing. I mean really growing. His dick is about 7" long and nice and thick, just protruding away from his body like a flag pole. We burst out laughing as we grab their plates. Fuck this is crazy but we were committed...deep breath and out the swinging door, nude...with hard ons and dinner!

The look on their faces was brilliant. A mix of genuine surprise, grand humor and slight lip licking lust. 

We said "Ladies, dinner is served, we will be your servants this evening and your entertainment." 

We put their food down in front of them and then stood on opposite ends of the table. They both kept looking under the table and laughing and basically not believing what we were doing. They ate and we all talked for a bit, had some wine, and got them more of anything they wanted. 

As they got to about the halfway mark of dinner he and I looked at each other and nodded. The girls were, Im sure wondering what that was about. We both stepped away from the table walked to the futon and sat down. Both totally hard at this point from anticipation and novelty of the situation. We took a bit of lube into our hands and started to stroke our own dicks. His dick looked amazing, and mine... a bit smaller than his looked pretty fucking good glistening in the candlelight. At this point the girls didn't laugh, they just watched with a sort of baited breath. They did continue to eat with their hands and just eyed us with a bit of astonishment. And then the lust in their eyes started to show. My wife smiled at me and then looked at Nico and his impressive cock and smiled a bit more. Jaime looked at me and just shook her head and looked at Nico and licked her fork.

Just then he and I stopped touching our own cocks and I looked directly at my wife and wrapped my hand around his dick, as he did the same to mine. It was the weirdest feeling. It was familiar and yet completely foreign. Touching another mans dick was pretty amazing. I stroked up, rubbed his cock head and slowly stroked down with a firm grip to the base then back up in a twisting motion using my thumb to caress his cock head and and back. He did pretty much the same. We were both so worked up and hot that each of us were sort of pushing and slowly twisting our hips up and meeting each others stokes with trust and abandonment. I know I had my eyes lowered and half my lip was in my teeth. This was one of the most erotic things Ive ever done.

Ive wanted to experience this for awhile now and that it was actually transpiring was fucking mind blowing. 

After a few minutes of the pleasure of hand play and watching our ladies eyes and reactions to our mutual masterbation we figured it was time to bring our show to the beginning of the crescendo. Little did I know that earlier in the day our Nico had set a hook in the ceiling and affixed a small chain and cuffs to it. He stood up and grabbed them from where they were tied up and looked me in the eyes. 

He said to me "These are for you to just let go." 

I stood up and put my arms up as he put the velcro cuffs around my wrists. 

I was facing the table with my arms slightly bent and cuffed, he stood behind me and grabbed more lube and squirted and ample amount in his hand. He embraced me with one arm around my torso and took the lube and other hand and smeared it all up and down my ass crack and slowly used one finger to open my asshole. He kissed my shoulder and slid in another finger. Thats when I bent forward a bit relying on the chains to hold me up and and he gently finger fucked me with two and then three fingers. God damn I though I might freak out at the actuality of this happening but I just let go and let it happen. I didn't have to do anything.

As a man thats always been with women, and usually the instigator, sex is mostly a "doing" sort of thing. We do to women, we have the outer appendage and we do the fucking. As a woman its a receiving sort of thing, they receive the penetration...I know some women that are forceful and take charge and fuck a man aggressively but its usually men doing the fucking and a woman being the receiver. This was wholly different than anything Id ever experienced. Just an exercise in being passive and being pleasured. Hell, talk about vulnerability, here I was tied up, finger fucked by a buddy in front of his girlfriend and my wife. Who by the way were completely mesmerized by the scene.

Nico then took a seat on the futon and lathered up his cock with lube as it kept pointing at his navel, and reached forward and held my thighs and pulled gently beckoning me backwards to put my legs down on the futon resting on my knees above his dick in a reverse cowboy position.

I got comfortable with my arms now stretched above my head and sat just above his throbbing dick. Both Cailyn and Jaime were watching intently. And thats when I saw that both girls were somehow touching themselves. My wife had her cloth napkin stuffed between her legs and was making a sort of humping motion with it and was gently caressing one of her tits through the thin fabric of her dress. The neighbor had her legs crossed tightly and kept squirming in her seat. And I was about to sit on another mans dick and take him inside me...what the fuck!? 

So I positioned myself atop his cock. He steadied his dick with one hand and guided my ass down with the other. I felt his cock head right at my hole, he slid it around a bit and then in one movement, like arrow head he hit the target and split me open. First it was the head and crown just passing through the sphincter and then slowly but firmly the middle of his pulsating dick, and in the next moment all the way to his balls. Nico's entire dick basically just passed through all the different muscles in a quick but gentle shove right into me. I felt so fucking full. As it was happening all I could do was bear down and just allow him to enter me. I threw my head back in pain and pleasure and sat down as he drove up. Fuck it felt fantastic. And thats where we sat for a few moments, both of us blown away at the searing electricity that flowed between us. Both of us moaning in an ecstatic nature. His was an ahhhh style moan, mine was more guttural, and unnnnggghhh in correlation to his. 

And in the distance I heard both ladies whisper "oh my fucking god." 

Then I heard my wife say "I had no idea Id be so turned on watching two men fucking."

He slowly and purposefully started gyrating his hips and started to pull out a bit and slide in more, pull out more and slide in to his balls. To say that I was enjoying it would be an understatement. 

My head was lolling back and forward, mouth open, eyes shut. "Uuuunnnnnggghhh, god!" 

Just loose in all measures of my body. 

I started to squeeze my sphincter muscles around him and started riding his cock like women had ridden me over the years. Id squeeze on the way up and pull, then loosen for the down stroke, I was picturing that I could pull the cum out of his balls in my mind, and then I just tightened up all the way through both strokes. My eyes were closed tight and I was rolling my hips and riding high till his head almost came out and Id tighten up and squeeze all the way down and just grind my ass into his pelvis. FUuuuuuuck it was good.

Thats when I felt someone in front of me and I opened my eyes. I looked straight into my wifes eyes, she put her forehead to mine and nose to nose she softly put her lips to mine and kissed me in the most loving way. 

She then said "I love you so much." 

Backing away a bit keeping eye contact she squatted down in front of me and grabbed my dick with one hand and licked my cock head. Again, like being entered by my neighbor, she engulfed my cock with her mouth and sucked my dick with wicked abandon. Fuck me, being filled up and sucked at the same time is the ultimate feeling of pleasure and loss of control.

After a few minutes she stood up and turned around away from me. She reached down and pulled her dress up over her hips to reveal her milky ass framed by black garters and legs covered in black stockings. Backing up and easing herself onto my lap, she reached around and grabbed my cock and aimed it right at her pussy. 

She goes "now for the ultimate!" 

She sank down on my dick, simultaneously reaching up grabbing my chains to steady herself. My god, here I am bound up with a pretty sizable dick fucking me from behind and my dick slathered in a wonderfully wet and sloppy pussy. Unbelievable.

They fucked me like no one has ever fucked me. Both of them taking turns powering into me using different rhythms and different strokes. Sometimes they both came at me at the same time, his dick slamming into me up to his balls as she sat down harder and harder each time making them both connect with my body at the same time. Other times he'd pound into me as she drew off of me and then she'd push her pussy down as he pulled out. Occasionally they'd stop and Id moan and move like I was in heat, just yearning for the movement so Id fuck her and impale myself with his cock. It was wholly exquisite. 

Thats when my wife jumped off me, turned around and undid my cuffs. She pulled me up off his throbbing cock, which left me feeling a bit woozy and unfilled. But she laid me down on the futon and lifted my legs as she grabbed his dick and positioned it at my ass again. Then, she grabbed his face as he started to enter me and slammed him with a fucking kiss. A kiss that was just as passionate as any shed given me. Just a lustful garnering of passion, she stuffed her tongue in his mouth and bit his lips, completely making out with him. And he was holding her head and kissing her back just a much. She swiveled a bit still kissing him over her shoulder and straddled me so my dick would slide right in. I was just amazed. 

Again, he was sawing in and out of me with his cock, she was lavishly smearing pussy juice all over my dick and balls unknowingly. The sounds in the room were the squishy sounds that only wet pussy, sweat and slamming bodies can make.

And then I see a pussy over my face. Jaime figured it was time to get in on the action. I had no idea what she wore to feel sexy because she was completely naked and about to sit right on my face. As she straddled my head I saw her grab my wifes face and plant a huge succulent kiss on her lips and my wife grabbed a handful of her tits and mauled them as they made out! Thats when her pussy landed right on my mouth, and it was already dripping and leaking lady cum.

Now this was the fucking ultimate!!

A sensual assault launched by an army of four.

Two women kissing and mauling each others bodies and each one had their pussies being licked and fucked, a man sawing into the ass of another man. And one man...me...the pinnacle, the principal of pleasure. Thats what I had become at that moment. The pleasure principal, the focal point for all the pleasure in the room. Taking and giving, and receiving. 

Unreal. At one point after I couldn't deal anymore. I started to scream and buck underneath everything. Jaime started to moan and tighten her thighs on my face and in a massive liquid spewing motion she came with an intensity I haven't seen in another person in ages. My wife started to really fuck me with no realization of anything but her own orgasm on the horizon. And by god my buddy even seemed like it was time to cum.

The neighbor fell off my face and sort of crawled to the side and trembled in aftershock orgasm. My wife threw her hands down on my chest bracing herself for the impending orgasm. She threw her head back and screamed bloody murder while Nico bit her shoulder while he kept fucking me. 

The three of us slowed temporarily to catch our breath. 

I felt Nico pull his dick out of my ass with a pop. I immediately felt pressure on the underside of my dick. I looked at my wife's face flush and red, nostrils flaring like a horse that just ran a race. Her eyes became wide and she made an O with her mouth but kept her eyes staring at mine. And I felt the looseness of her well fucked pussy tighten up around my cock. Nico had just pushed his cock in her ass. 

Holy shit, now my wife was getting fucked by two men at the same time. He took no time to let her adjust. Maybe all the heat and passion had loosened her up so much that it didn't matter. Because now she was the one howling and moaning, lolling her head around like a woman possessed. My cock in and out of her pussy and his bashing in and out of her ass, just slamming up against her ample butt cheeks. This was now another exercise in the ultimate. Both of us just sawing in and out of her. He held her waist with his arms around her and his chest laying on her back. I had my arms around her head pulling her close so we could kiss. But she couldn't concentrate, couldn't kiss, her head tilted sideways, hair a sweaty mess, breathing erratically and chest and face flush red, basically all she could do was drool into my mouth between gasps and howls. 

My god she is beautiful when she gets fucked I thought.

Thats when Jaime grabbed her head and kissed her so hard as we all just continued to fuck with reckless abandonment. 

It only lasted a few minutes. We were all a sweaty, salty mess of raging hormones and sex just blasting away on a futon in candlelight. Being together in a mass of pure pleasure.




Neighbors with Benefits



"Good," said Cassie. "I'd hate to think these hands were going to waste."

They fell into a comfortable silence as James worked over every inch of her back. Although painful at first, it became more pleasant and soothing as the dealt to the stiff muscles. Soon Cassie felt so warm and relaxed the she found herself almost drifting off.

"So," said James. "Are you going to tell me the real reason you're here?" His hands continued to glide over her oily back but the movements became gentler and more sensual. 

"It's just a booty call, like you said earlier," Cassie insisted.

"I don't believe that," he said softly. "I haven't seen you in months, not since you hooked up with that neighbour of yours. Why don't you tell me what's wrong."

Cassie sighed. "His girlfriend is in town," she explained.

"I see." James moved to one side and started to rub down her calf muscles. "Surely this isn't the first time she's been home since you met him," he commented.

"No, I guess it's not." Cassie sighed again. She didn't remember being so...discontent the last time Ben was unavailable. She'd been happy enough without him, catching up with friends and doing her own thing. So what had changed? The obvious answer was uncomfortable to think about. But James was the only person she trusted enough to talk about it with. "I think I'm falling for him," she blurted.

James paused, his hands still on her calf. "Are you sure that's wise?" he asked carefully.

"Of course it's not wise," she snapped. "But I can't help it."

"Do you think he feels the same way?" 

"I don't know," she said miserably. "He's never talked about breaking up with his girlfriend. They've been together for years. But sometimes he says things that make me wonder."

James was quiet for a while and she suddenly regretted telling him. But then he spoke again. "You do realise that even if he breaks up with her to be with you, there's no guarantee he won't sleep around with someone else in the future."

Cassie nodded. "I know the saying...once a cheater, always a cheater. I'm one too, remember." As soon as she said that Cassie regretted bringing up old wounds. "I'm sorry," she added feebly.

"Don't worry about it," James said softly. "I forgave you a long time ago, remember. As it turned out, I wasn't ready to settle down either so things worked out for the best." 

"I'm glad to hear that," said Cassie. "But I can't help thinking that this is karma coming back to bite me. I don't deserve to be happy."

"Rubbish," James scoffed. "No-one's perfect. I want you to be happy." He finished massaging her calves and moved up to her thighs, making gentle circular motions with his hands. "I'm just not sure how I can help," he admitted.

Cassie smiled. "You're already helping. I just wanted to forget about Ben for a while and take some time to figure out my feelings."

James's warm fingers glided up her inner thigh and brushed against her cotton panties. Cassie breathed in sharply as she felt a sudden flood of arousal. "Perhaps the lady would like a happy-ending massage, then?" James asked huskily.

"Yes, she really would," Cassie replied.

The fingers on her thigh moved upwards again and slipped inside the edge of her panties to stroke her moist folds. Cassie spread her legs to give him easier access and he slipped a finger inside to caress her gently. It felt wonderful but it didn't do anything to assuage the aching need that Cassie felt. 

She wriggled out of James' grasp and turned over, then pulled her panties off quickly. She lay naked on the bed and stared up at him. Unexpected tears were forming in the corners of her eyes. "Please, I need you now," she begged.

James stared at her for a moment but then pulled his t-shirt off. Cassie was immediately distracted by the toned muscles. He really had been working hard with those weights. Then he undid his jeans and they fell on the floor, along with a pair of boxer shorts. She greedily took in the view of toned abs, the sexy narrow hips and proud erection. He took a moment to fetch a condom from the dresser.

James' eyes were dark and expressionless as he crawled across the bed on his hands and knees. Cassie spread her legs in anticipation. He kissed her gently and positioned himself between her legs. "You know I'm always here for you, babe," he whispered. 

He pushed into her and Cassie held him close. She loved the feeling of warm skin on skin, and the feeling of completeness that came from having a man inside her. As James started to thrust she closed her eyes and surrendered to the rhythm. It wasn't anywhere near as intense as being with Ben but James was a considerate lover and comfortable like a well-worn pair of jeans.

Cassie breathed in his spicy scent and ran her hands through his hair. Straight and silky, not curly like Ben's...damn that man for invading her thoughts again. "Faster," she urged James. Luckily James had plenty of stamina and they were both thoroughly sweaty when he finally climaxed with a groan. Cassie held him tight and felt his heart pounding against her own. 

It didn't take James long to get his breath back and he rolled to one side and regarded Cassie with a thoughtful expression. "You were still thinking about him, weren't you?" he asked.

"Sorry," said Cassie guiltily. "You were great, honestly...."

James laughed. "Damn, girl. You've got a bad case of the hots for him, haven't you?"

"I guess I do," she replied gloomily. "I feel bad about taking advantage of you."

James just pulled her in for a hug. "Trust me; I'm more than happy to be taken advantage of like this. Any time you need me." He cupped Cassie's chin in his hand and forced her to look him in the eyes. "Some day you're going to find the perfect single guy, Cass. He'll be a neat-freak like you and you'll be deliriously happy together. Don't settle for being the other woman."

"Ben doesn't think I'm a neat-freak," Cassie objected good-naturedly. "You're just really messy."

***

It was almost eleven by the time Cassie got home. She was ready to fall into bed and sleep but received a text message from Ben almost as soon as she got in the door.

#Hi gorgeous, just saw your car arrive. Were you working late?

Cassie fleetingly wondered what she should tell Ben. But she soon decided that honesty was the best policy. If he got jealous, that was too bad.

#No, I was with James

Another text arrived a minute later. 

#I wish you could have been with me instead :(

Cassie wondered whether he meant instead of his girlfriend, or instead of James...her head hurt trying to figure it out. In the end, she realised a simple reply would be equally true for both options.

#Me too

***

By the time next Monday rolled around Cassie still hadn't decided what to do, if anything, about Ben. All she knew for sure was that she wanted him. And since his girlfriend was flying out that morning she could soon have what she wanted again. It was very wrong, of course, but at the same time it felt so right.

Cassie watched the clock at work all day and when it reached 5.30pm she was out of there like a lab rat making a break for freedom. She didn't even bother going home to her apartment but went directly to Ben's door instead. As soon as he opened the door he swept her up in his strong arms and arms and kissed her enthusiastically. "God, I missed you," he said huskily.

Cassie stood on tip-toes and leaned into his warm chest, breathing in his unique scent. She sighed happily. "I missed you too."

"Are you sure it wasn't just my cooking you missed?" he teased. "I'm making satay chicken for dinner, by the way."

"I didn't come here for food," Cassie growled. She kissed him again, more insistently.

"You don't want dinner?" Ben asked, pretending to be hurt. "After all the trouble I went to prepare it...oh, fuck!" Cassie had tried to surreptitiously undo the zipper on his pants and the brush of her hand against his erection prompted the outburst. 

He backed away from Cassie and she was dismayed until she realized he was just turning the cooking elements off. He soon returned and wrapped his arms around her affectionately. "Now, where were we?"

Cassie just grinned and sank to her knees in front of him. She pulled his pants and boxers down to his hips and his cock sprang free. Ben sighed happily and leaned back against the counter as she took a firm grip and ran her tongue along the length of it. "What did I do to deserve you?" he asked in wonder.

"I guess you won the neighbour lottery," she replied, lifting her head momentarily.

Ben ran his hands through her curly hair. "I really did. Did you do your previous neighbour too?"

Cassie stopped what she was doing and glared up at him. "I most certainly did not. I'm not a complete nympho, you know!"

"Of course not," he agreed condescendingly. "Just a little bit nympho."

"Shut up," Cassie commanded. She took his cock in her mouth and swirled her tongue around it as he bucked involuntarily. She loved the way he groaned and murmured encouragement when she went down in him. She enjoyed it even more when she reduced him to incoherent babbling. 

Ben reached down and undid the top buttons of her shirt. His warm hands caressed the tops of her breasts. Then he pushed her lacy bra down to expose her nipples. Cassie shivered in pleasure as he pinched them gently but she refused to be distracted. She bobbed her head up and down, faster and faster. He was getting so big and hard that she could barely fit her mouth around him, but her hand gripped the rest of his engorged length firmly.

Ben started shuddering and his cock twitched violently in her mouth. "Cassie...darling, you need to stop," he gasped.

"Nuh-uh," Cassie mumbled with her mouth full. She kept up the vigorous pace.

"Oh...my...God!" he groaned and Cassie felt warm liquid hit the back of her throat as his cock spasmed uncontrollably. She swallowed instinctively and then licked the rest off him as he continued to shudder. She had never swallowed with any other guy but with Ben it was different for some reason, not distasteful at all.

Cassie stood up and licked her bottom lip seductively. Ben was breathing hard but had the most adorable, contented grin on his face. "I love that you're so naughty," he said admiringly. He pulled her in for a hug and Cassie leaned her head against his chest to hide her startled expression. There was that "L" word again. She had to fight back the wave of longing that suddenly threatened to overwhelm her. 

Stupid girl, she scolded herself. It's just sex!

When she regained control of her emotions she lifted her head from Ben's chest. "How about I have a shower while you finish cooking?" she said brightly.

"Of course," he nodded. "But don't go anywhere; I still have plans for you later this evening...after I get my strength back."

***

Weeks passed and the warm sunny days of early autumn gave way to frosty mornings and piles of fallen leaves on the tree-lined suburban streets. On Sunday evening Cassie was, as usual, in Ben's apartment. They sprawled on his leather couch and were both looking a little worse for the wear.

"My thighs hurt," Ben moaned.

"It'll pass in forty-eight hours," Cassie informed him. "You'll be fine next time; it doesn't take long for muscles to adapt.

"Next time?" he repeated. "I can't believe you talked me into doing it once!"

She laughed and poked him in the side. "It looked like you were having fun to me, especially on the downhill parts."

"Yeah, until that stupid tree got in my way," Ben retorted. He wore a few bruises from that particular collision. "Lunch was good though."

Cassie blushed at that memory. They had sneaked away from the rest of the mountain biking group at lunchtime and found a secluded grove in the forest where Ben proceeded to bring her to orgasm several times and then took her from behind while she leaned against a branch. They had probably destroyed the innocence of several baby possums in the vicinity. She'd never had outdoor sex before but definitely wanted to do it again. Maybe with a blanket next time.

They blobbed-out on the couch watching TV all evening with Cassie lying comfortably in Ben's arms. But she inwardly wrestled with an issue that had been on her mind for weeks. Finally she decided that now was as good a time as any to bring it up.

"Is your girlfriend still returning to New Zealand in July?" she asked hesitantly.

The hand which had been idly stroking her stomach stilled. She sat up and saw a guilty expression on Ben's face. "Yes, she is," he replied.

Cassie looked him directly in the eye. "I'm going to look for a new apartment before she arrives."

Ben looked shocked. "But...why? I thought you loved your place. You're always talking about how it's such a great location."

"I think you know why," she said gently. "I don't want to be sneaking around right under your girlfriend's nose."

"But I can come and see you at your new place, right?" he asked hopefully.

Cassie crossed her arms. "No."

Ben's face fell and she braced herself for the puppy-dog eyes. "Even just as friends? I'd miss your sexy body of course, but I think would miss your friendship even more."

"Ben..." she sighed. "You know as well as I do that we wouldn't be able to resist temptation. We can't be 'just friends'"

"I know, I am an 'amazing' lover after all," he said smugly. 

She rolled her eyes. "I'm serious. I need for us to have a clean break so I can move on with my life."

Ben sat up and she didn't think she'd ever seen him look so despondent. "You didn't exactly have a 'clean break' with James," he said accusingly.

"Leave James out of this," she snapped. "That was different, anyway."

"How is it different?" he demanded.

"Because I wasn't in love with him!"

Ben looked startled, and seemed to be momentarily lost for words. Cassie looked away and mentally kicked herself for showing her true feelings. Now things would be really awkward.

"You love me?" he repeated softly.

"Yes, you idiot. And I want more than just a stolen moment here and there when you manage to sneak away from your girlfriend!" Cassie stared challengingly at him. Deep inside she held on to a little spark of hope that he loved her too. But as the moments ticked by that hope faded.

"I did warn you right from the start not to fall in love with me," he quipped.

Cassie stared in disbelief. Did he think her feelings were a joke? "Yes," she retorted. "I remember." She jumped to her feet and snatched her sweater from the back of the couch.

"Wait, don't leave," Ben pleaded. He stumbled to his feet. "We need to talk about this."

"You've already said enough!" Cassie turned and ran from his apartment before the tears could overwhelm her.

***

When she ignored the knocking at her door Ben tried to call, and then text her. Cassie curled up in bed with her phone and read his message.

#I'm sorry, you just caught me by surprise. Can we please talk?

Cassie stared at the screen. She knew it was childish to avoid him, but she really couldn't face talking right now. 

#Not tonight, she replied.

#Ok, I'll wait until you're ready. I never meant to hurt you.

She put her phone down and then cried herself to sleep.

***

The next morning Cassie left for the lab half an hour earlier than normal, in an effort not to bump into Ben as he travelled to work too. She was angry at him, but more so at herself. She was supposed to be a smart, independent woman. Not some silly girl to let her heart be broken by a man who had never promised her anything.

She quietly stole into her apartment again that evening. Ben sent another text saying he missed her. Cassie wanted more than anything to go to him and be comforted in his arms, but she couldn't bear his pity. So she sent him another text.

#I'm sorry I got all emotional last night. Please forget it happened.

His reply arrived after a minute or two.

#Don't be sorry. I'm glad you said what you did.

Cassie stared at her phone. He still wasn't saying he loved her back. She supposed it was a real ego-boost for him to have two women in love with him. She didn't feel like eating so just poured herself a meal-replacement shake and caught up on some reading for work for the rest of the evening.

By Wednesday Cassie realised she could hardly avoid Ben forever, and she resolved to be brave and talk with him that evening. So she sent him a text while she was at work, asking if he was free that evening. But his reply unexpectedly thwarted her plan.

#Sorry darling, but I'm in Sydney at the moment. Catch up when I get back?

Cassie felt like her heart was breaking all over again. He'd run off to be with his real girlfriend; it seemed pretty clear where his priorities were. She went to the gym that evening and spent over an hour pounding on the treadmill while listening to classic rock music. By the time she got home she was exhausted but felt better. She didn't need him. Or any man.

***

Cassie wrestled with her unruly hair. It was Friday evening and she was going out. She wasn't sure where, but she would hopefully have some fun scoping out single guys. Anything had to be better than moping around at home like a pathetic lovesick puppy. She checked out her sexy new red top and skin-tight jeans in the mirror. The outfit wasn't as pretty as her usual attire but it broadcast confidence and that was what she needed to feel.

She was almost ready to leave when there was a knock at the door. She opened it, not sure what to expect. She did not expect to see a giant bunch of red roses. The roses moved to one side and Ben's face appeared. "Hi, gorgeous," he said. Then he took in her appearance. "Wow, you look great. Going somewhere?"

"Err, yes...or no. I mean, I don't have to." She blinked in confusion. "Are those for me?"

"They sure are," he replied with a grin. He stepped into her apartment and put the roses down on her French-style console table.

Cassie closed the door and followed him, bemused. "But you never got me flowers before?"

"I know. But I thought I should make the effort." Ben turned towards Cassie and she found herself backing away nervously.

"That's really sweet...but they don't change anything, you know," she said matter-of-factly. She cocked her head and stared at him. "Why did you go to Sydney?"

"Because," he said sombrely, "after five years I didn't think it would be right to end things with Melanie over the phone."

Cassie wondered if she was dreaming. "You broke up with her?" she repeated.

"Yes," said Ben. He reached out for her again and this time she didn't back away. He put his arms around her waist and she leaned in, craving his warm touch. "I should have done it a long time ago," he continued. "But I was afraid of hurting her and I also selfishly didn't want to burn any bridges for something that might just be a short-term fling."

"Does this mean..." Cassie's voice trailed off.

"Yes, I love you too, silly."

She smiled in relief. "Even though I'm weird?"

"I especially love that you're weird." He kissed her forehead. "And a bit eccentric, and high maintenance..."

Cassie cleared her throat in warning.

"...and smart and funny and sexy as hell," he continued.

She smiled and pulled his head down for a kiss. No more words were needed after that. They quickly divested each other of clothes and found their way to Cassie's bed and under the covers. Because it was a bit cold to be walking around naked, after all.

***

Cassie cuddled up to Ben's naked chest, feeling all cosy and warm like a cat. His left hand stroked idle circles on her stomach. Her body still tingled from multiple orgasms. She couldn't remember ever being so blissfully happy. His stomach chose that moment to interrupt with a growl.

Cassie giggled. "I guess it is getting kind of late. Would you like something for dinner?"




Neighbors with Benefits



"Does this mean you're finally going to cook me some eggs?" he asked hopefully.

She rolled her eyes. "Yes, I'll cook you some eggs if you like. You did buy me roses, after all."

"Thank-you," he said cheerfully. But when Cassie made a move to roll out of bed he wouldn't let go. "Not just yet though. I can wait."

Cassie sighed happily and snuggled against him once more. But there was pragmatic part of her which found it difficult to simply enjoy the moment. This wasn't a fairy-tale and they still had issues to discuss. She rolled onto her stomach and propped herself up on her elbows to meet Ben's gaze. "You know there's no guarantee we'll be happy for ever after," she said softly.

"I'm willing to take that risk," Ben replied earnestly.

"We didn't exactly meet under ideal circumstances, did we?"

Ben sighed. "I know. But if you're wondering whether I'm going to cheat on you, I promise you now that I won't."

Cassie shook her head. "I don't want that promise from you."

"You don't?" he raised an eyebrow.

"No. I don't want a lie or a noble self-sacrifice. What I really want is honesty." Ben still looked confused, so Cassie tried to explain herself a bit better. "I mean, there are a lot of beautiful women out there. You're bound to be attracted to someone else sooner or later. I might be a bit jealous but I want to know about it. I can be very open-minded if we need to spice up our sex life after a while."

"Ok. Complete honesty. You've got it," he grinned and kissed her on the nose. "But I have to warn you, if we spice up our sex life any further it might very well kill me."

Then he paused and looked thoughtful for a moment. "What about you? I admit I'm not thrilled about the ideal of you being with James or someone else occasionally. But if that makes you happy, maybe I could learn to live with it."

Cassie kissed him back. "I don't want anyone else except you for now. But thanks for the offer." He visibly relaxed and she smiled sweetly. "Although...I do think Simon Baker is incredibly sexy," she teased.

Ben growled and flipped her over so that she was underneath him. He pinned her down and then trailed hot kisses down her torso. "I bet Simon can't do THIS," he boasted. 

Cassie had thought she was all out of orgasms for a while but had to revise her opinion when he began to do wonderful things with his tongue. As she closed her eyes and surrendered to bliss she decided that he was probably right.