We haven’t been able to stop thinking about our neighbor since she moved in. Those deep, vibrant eyes; those plush lips hiding that gorgeous, luminous smile with just the most perfect dimples. And that hair… I didn’t realize how sexy hair could be until I saw that long lush wave of brown touching her shoulders.

Now my wife and I have had threesomes, been to sex clubs, all that stuff. But the neighbor is a whole new game. We run out and start flirting the second she leaves her house. I do some push-ups to get my chest swole. My wife will wear something brain curdlingly hot and get all touchy with her. We can’t tell whether she likes it or not. She goes along with it, but pulls away a lot. She’ll takes an invitation, but cancels later. We can’t really put our finger on it. And we definitely can’t stop.

I came home one day and caught my wife playing with herself, moaning about the neighbor over and over. A vibrator deep in her pussy, slowly pulling in and out, juices flooding down her asshole and onto the sheets. She had just spent the day with the neighbor and the tension was too much.

The second we locked eyes, she pulls the vibrator out of her pussy, spreads herself wide and says:

“Fuck me like I’m [the neighbor], Daddy.”

I pounded her all night. Everywhere. Every bed. Against every wall. In front of every mirror. I came in her, on her, anywhere she wanted; both of us moaning for the neighbor every single time.

My wife has an idea. We had always wanted to try fucking in public. Why not do it to entice our neighbor? I mean, we were already moaning about her, why not make sure she heard it?

Daytime. The neighbor is home. We run around the house, throwing open every single window on the neighbor’s side. The anticipation made my pants so tight that the second that I saw my wife, I pushed her against the wall, fell on my knees, pulled down her pants and started worshipping her pussy.

I did what she always likes: I slowly ran my tongue up her thigh with my eyes locked on her.

“Mmmm… Yes, Daddy,” she moaned as she ran her fingers through my hair. My hands squeeze her beautiful ass as I run my flat tongue from the bottom of her pussy all the way to her clit.

I tease her with the tip of my tongue running all around her clit but… “No!” She shoves herself into my mouth, fucking it to get me to start sucking.

I push my fingers inside of her and massage her spot as I suck her button hard. Her juices run down my fingers, down her legs and onto the floor.

She moans for the neighbor. She grabs my hair and gets louder as I suck harder and harder. My fingers banging her at the same speed.

This was supposed to be a game, it was supposed to be subtle… but hell… my wife needs to be fucked.

I turn her around, slam her down on a nearby desk, her face pointing towards the open window. I kick her feet apart. Pussy drenched, skin sensitive against my every touch, the heat from her hole demanding, begging me to fuck her.

As I slowly put myself all the way inside of her, I ask… “What do you want?”

“I want you to fuck me like I’m [the neighbor]”

I go a little faster… “Louder.”

“I… I want you… Mmmmm… to fuck me… like… I’m [the neighbor]”

Faster. Pounding her… “Louder or I stop.”

“I WANT YOU TO FUCK ME LIKE I’M [THE NEIGHBOR], DADDY!”

The desk now sits across the room. We like it there. Goes well with the skid marks across the floor. Pretty sure the entire neighborhood knows what we’re into. Great… it’d make for better parties.

You think the neighbor heard us though?

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You play the neighbor and write the other side of the story. Then we have some fun. Then maybe we make the story longer. What do you think?