Mr and Mrs Kolb were an attractive couple that I lived near a few years ago. Fresh out of college and starting my way in life, I moved next door to them when I took a good paying job. They were nice and very private. I respected that since I also value privacy.
We would give the nods and quick 'hiya-doin's' and whatnot as we hurried along in our busy lives in such a tranquil setting. The rose bushes that separated us, along with a nice picket fence, beckoned us to slow down and smell them.
Well the rose bushes also became an intermittent thorn in neighborly goodwill when they accused me of taking them down. I was flabbergasted when I received a bill, in the mail, to be paid to the Kolb's. I promptly looked it over, laughed and threw it away.
Two days later there was a knock on the door and I answered. Standing there in her Sunday best, was Mrs.Kolb. I had not realized how classically hot she was and I had to do a double take. Her smile warmed the porch and she asked if she could come in.
"Sure, uh Ms...I mean Mrs.Kolb. Sure thing; what can I do for you?" I asked, knowing the answer.
"James... I am sorry to call you that, I mean Mr."
"James is fine, mister is too old sounding." I laughed, happy that I was still called James and not mister.
"Well the fact is is that you still have not replied to our request?" She said looking around, as if she remembered it differently.
"Request for rose bushes?...I threw that away Stacy, can I call you that?"
Sensing the passive aggressiveness of my tone, she looked at me in the eye. Not taking my eyes off her, I just stared back,motionless, as the coffee cooled in my hands.
"What is the meaning of this? I mean your a new neighbor and well on your way to being the new asshole neighbor at that!" She said icely, her blue eyes trying to penetrate mine.
"Well...so be it Stacy. I enjoyed our chat. Off you go." I directed her toward the front door with the wave of my coffee mug. "Oh can you throw my paper onto the porch, I hate it when Bob takes it."
Turning around quickly she looked at me stated that "Bob does not do such s thing. He is a neighbor's neighbor. Unlike you." She was staring at me up and down as she said this. The bulge in my sweats just stayed there, noticeable and willing, just waiting to be asked.
I tried to make my cock twitch so that I could startle her or engage her, either way was sure to bring me a morning smile. Since I could not do this, I nonchalantly grabbed my package and asked Stacy what she was still doing here.
"You...well I never...ugh." Stacy bit her lower lip and turned again for the door. This time she did not turn back. I smiled and sipped my coffee, bidding her a loud "good-bye."
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Two mornings later, a Tuesday, there was a familiar knock on the door. I closed the laptop and looked out the window to see who it was. Of course it was Stacy I thought. I laughed aloud and thought that the bulge in my shorts would piss her off again. My cock always hardened a lil' when I saw her. That says something about her I thought. "Do I really want to fuck that snot? Would she even be willing? Keep on dreaming" I told myself as I opened the door.
"Hi Stacy, beautiful morning...what's up?" I said with as big as a toothy smile as I could muster without being pretentious.
"James...I wanted to...well Bob and I wanted to apologize to you for our erratic and impulsive behavior. We had no right to assume you took out those rose bushes. Its just that it seemed like it was you since you were the closet neighbor to them...what I mean to say is that we know what happened to them and we feel like asses for that matter...can you find it in your heart to forgive us?"
"Wheres Bob?"
"He's working and he feels as bad as I do...please accept our apology?"
"Yours sure, and thank you, but I want Bob here, on my porch and I want a verbal apology from him." I wanted to push the envelope a little bit, to see how she danced when things were not so smooth.
"Well James I don't know if Bob can do that...he has a problem admitting when he is wrong, so in essence, I am apologizing on his behalf."
"Sounds like a typical guy Stacy, does he ever apologize to you?"
"I do not see how that concerns you, but yes he does...just please accept mine and go along with it?....he has no friends because of this trait, it drives me nuts sometimes because he really is a like-able guy, just stubborn."
"And an asshole." I chimed in. I wanted to keep her dancing, see how, and if she would defend Bob.
"Your on a roll of being an asshole yourself James. Do you really think you are all that special? You live alone and your dog seems like he may be your only friend."
I sensed what she was doing and in my head I gave her a lot of points. She was dead on. I was an asshole. Young, wealthy and arrogant. But no real friends and no social life to speak of.
She had turned the tables 180 degrees and her icy blue eyes were now studying how I danced.
I stepped back, examined her attire and was quite impressed. Under her cream colored blazer she wore a nice buttoned white prissy blouse, silky I thought. Her long legs fit well into her tight black slacks and her black heels, minimal, were perfectly matched to her outfit. She looked like a Doctor more than a business women I thought. Especially with her hair pulled back, not too tightly, into a ponytail.
She did not come here to apologize, she came to flaunt her beauty and I was impressed. The minimalist approach with her make-up made her look like she was wearing none. Her manicured, elegant French-tipped nails were nice against the black of her pants. I was slowly getting hard as my cock snaked out of my boxers, down my leg. She dismissively looked at my crotch and back into my eyes.
"So am I right? Do you get lonely like Bob?"
"No, work keeps me busy and I keep myself on a regimented workout routine. If I get bored I read a book, why do you care?"
"I thought you and Bob and I could try a new approach. This fucking rosebush shit is really dumb and I hate the dumbass neighborly chit-chat...I guess I am asking if you would like to start over, and try to be real friends...with Bob and I?"
"Stacy," I stepped into the kitchen, her following me and went behind the breakfast bar and poured some coffee into my mug, " I would be delighted...To be truthful, you kind of hit the nail on the head about me being bored and all...the books and working out do not take up as much time as I like to think." My ego deflated a bit, but with it deflating I suddenly felt lighter and more intrigued by Stacy...and Bob I guess.
"So would you like to come over tonight? We have some beautiful marbled cowboy steaks and I would be so happy if you came."
Rib-eye steaks were definitely a way to a mans stomach and there was no way I was going to miss out on my favorite steak over my pride.
"Can't wait Stacy...should I bring something?...food or drink wise?"
"Nope." She said in a cute, bouncy way, obviously happy now. "Your presence will be enough. How about 7 for cocktails and 8 for dinner?"
I noticed that she didn't know I abstained from booze. 'One more reason to get to know each-other' I thought.
"Sounds great, and I will bring dessert, if that is okay with you?"
"Sure James. Surprise me, I mean us...we love surprises." She smiled a big smile and looked at the bulge in my shorts and winked.
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I walked up to the door and knocked. Bob answered dressed in a polo-shirt and khaki shorts. he looked relaxed and comfortable as he invited me inside.
"Stacy is throwing the last of supper together...can I fix you a drink James?"
"Water is fine for me. Thank you Bob."
"So how is work going for you James? Do you like it?"
"Like no, I love it to be honest with you. Not that many people get a break like I did."
"Glad to hear it. I am going partner this year at the firm. Took a better part of 15 years...and my hair." He let out a boisterous laugh as he pointed at his balding head.
Stacy walked in holding a chardonay in one hand and crackers and cheese in the other. She looked phenomenal and I felt my heart race a little bit as I looked at her perfect figure, hiding behind a tight small tennis-dress. She looked absolutely astonishing and hot. Her hair was still in a ponytail and she smiled a sexy smile as she put the cheese and cracker plate down.
"You boys hungry?" She asked, straightening out a wrinkle on some place napkins.
"Honey you go way overboard. Its just a neighborly dinner with James...this young fella' would of been happy with burgers and franks probably...am I right James?" Bob smiled at both me and Stacy, half expecting a nod and yes from me.
"Sure Bob, but when I heard rib-eye steaks, my radar went off a bit more." I smiled at Stacy who was sipping her wine and eying me over the brim of her glass.
"She put the glass down on an end table and sat on the couch, crossing her long, tanned legs. It was then that I noticed she wore no panties and had a beautiful trimmed pussy. I could even tell it was wet from where I was standing. The water glass in my hand started to become loose and I cupped it underneath with my other hand. I almost dropped the glass on the floor.
Stacy smiled at my clumsiness and Bob seemed clueless, still jabbering on about frank and beans or whatever the hell he was talking about. My cock started to slide to the side of my jeans as it hardened and I saw Stacy staring at my crotch, not taking her eyes off it as it grew. She uncrossed her legs and crossed them again slowly, like in Basic Instinct and sipped her wine.
"Honey?...Stacy!"
"Huh?...Oh, what Bob?" She seemed annoyed at being interrupted.
"Dinner?...is it ready or not?" Bob asked, sounding more like a master than a husband.
"Yes, the potatoes should be done. Would you like to sit down and eat James?"
"Sure, it smells delicious by the way. I can't wait to taste it." I smiled at her and Bob and back at Stacy, stealing a glance of her hot, wet pussy.
"Right this way."
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The dinner went well and the food was delicious. Bob cleared the dishes after I offered to and Stacy invited me out to the patio, overlooking the valley below. Tiki torches were lit and a nice smooth jazz was playing through the rock speakers. They did know how to entertain and I wondered why I was such a dick sometimes.
"So did you enjoy the steak James?"
"Sure did, thank you so much for having me over for dinner, a steak dinner at that."
"I am glad you enjoyed it, thank you for the bottle of wine. I am sorry I did not know you didn't drink, I would of skipped cocktails...or called it something else."
"Its not a big deal at all Stacy. I just do not like the taste that's all. No moral or higher than thou shit from me."
"Well, so what are you waiting for?"
"Huh?...what do you mean?"
"Whip it out, I wanna see it...your bulge is always there and I can only imagine what it looks like?"
"My cock?" I deadpanned, "You want me to show you my cock, with Bob fifteen feet away doing dishes?"
"I am not going to touch it, I just want to see it." She was definitely feeling the booze in her blood to be this upfront I thought.
'Go ahead, let's see what you got?" I almost jumped backwards 100 feet, it was Bob who spoke those words.
"Your in on this too huh?" I said cooly and evenly.
"You bet, Stacy talks about you incessantly and I told her she could try to fuck you...we have an open marriage James, nothing crazy, we just do not limit our sexual horizons to the confines of society's will"
Not a shy guy, I pulled out my cock, just a foot or two from Stacy's smiling face. She looked at Bob and grabbed my cock and started sucking it like a pro. I took off my shirt and leaned back watching her do her magic with her mouth while Bob sat and smiled admiringly. Like he was proud of his wife.
Stacy parted her legs and her wet pussy was soon plunged into by her own fingers as she sucked and moaned. I was mesemerized at how beautiful she looked sucking and licking my dick. Her face was gorgeous and her body had a nice firmness about it, just like a tennis player.
I pulled my pants off as she kept sucking me, tugging at my engorged balls as she did so. My eyes were focused on her face and her breast when Bob pulled a dildo out from the chair he was sitting on and handed it to Stacy. Stacy grabbed it with a muffled "thank you honey" as she sucked my cock and pushed the dildo in her. Bob got up and came back moments later with a video camera and some baby oil and started to film. I had no objections and neither did she.
Stacy was fucking herself so wantonly with her dildo, that she kept forgetting to breathe and she would pull her mouth from my cock and pant as she caught her breath. I took it as a cue that she needed a break and pulled my cock away from her face and walked behind her as she was still fucking herself, moaning loudly.
I noticed Bob had his cock out and was stroking it. He looked at me, " Don't worry, its just you two, I just love watching my wife suck and fuck other men." Relieved that I did not have to worry about him, I focused on Stacy one hundred percent as I rubbed her neck and back with the baby oil Bob brought out with the camera earlier.
She moaned more and brought my cock onto her shoulders and kissed and licked it as she looked at the camera. I really was starting to think that she may have been an ex-porn star by the way she was looking at the camera and Bob as she licked and kissed my shaft.
"Where do you want him baby?"
'I want him in your ass, I wanna see this motherfucker fuck you in the ass as hard as he can sweetie." Bob smiled, winking at her.
"James?...would you like to put your cock in my ass?...fuck me like an animal?" She had turned around and was facing me as she sat down, still licking my cock as she played with herself.
By now Bob had put the camera down, facing us, and he was jerking off furiously as he watched Stacy sweetly and innocently ask me if I wanted to fuck her in the ass.
"Hell yeah...you want it right?" I said.
She did not respond, she did not have to. Getting up and still holding my rock hard cock, she kissed me. Our tongues collided and twirled together and she opened her eyes and bit her lower lip as she tugged on my cock. I was breathing hard and fast, unsure where to go from here and she helped by getting on her back, her legs spread apart as she guided my missile toward her holes.
Two options and one dick, I thought, as I pondered which hole to fuck first as I kissed her. She asked for it in the ass so what the heck I decided and pushed my member against her asshole. She lifted her legs a bit off the chair and looked at Bob, who was stroking his cock but still a small distance away. He gave her a thumbs up and she smiled. I pushed the head of my cock into her and her smile became a grimace as she let her head fall back toward the side, facing Bob.
I started slowly, taking my time not to rush it or hurt her. She was fingering herself and licking her fingers while staring at me, almost urging me with her eyes to fuck her more, harder. I acknowledged the look and picked up the pace, pushing more of my cock into her as she bit her lips and grabbed the cushion behind her with both hands, momentarily ceasing to finger herself.
"James...ohh yeah baby, ram him home baby. give me all of your cock, give me all ughhgahh..."
Bob was inching closer to his wifes face and I was pushing more of my cock into Stacy's ass. Her legs were over my shoulders now and she was back to fingering herself as I almost got my whole cock in her. I felt her muscles tighten around the base of my cock and my balls pulled up a little bit, signaling to me that I was going to burst any second.
I fucked her fast and hard and we were both shouting and moaning as Bob held her hand. He was as enthused as his wife and I and was urging me to drop my load deep in his wifes ass. I was planning to do just that and I said so to Stacy who yelled " fuck yeah, fuck me deep and wide!"
I don't know if it was how she said it or the way she looked at me when she said it, but it caused me to shudder and rock as I spilled my load deep into her ass. I was still fucking her hard and fast as I did so. She was loving it and had her dildo out and was giving herself double penetration as I felt the dildo in her pussy rub along my cock in her ass. This caused me to dump more sperm into her ass and she was moaning and writhing on the chair as I slowed down.
I withdrew my cock from her and spilled some more cum onto her belly and pussy. She leaned forward and sucked the remaining cum from my shaft and licked her lips as she still played with herself with the dildo.
I went down on her, licking her pussy lips and the inside of her as I fingered her along with the dildo in her. She withdrew it and sucked on it as I happily ate her out. I was tasting my own cum and going up to kiss her with it. She loved that and asked Bob to take a mouthful, in which Bob excitedly did, taking a drink of my cum from her open mouth.
And to think this started over fucking rosebushes?
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