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Hot For Neighbor
by Geminiguy (geminiguy7.hotmail.co.uk@gmail.com)

***

Cheating white husband is seduced by the black 
neighbor lady next door. (MF, mast, cheat, intr, voy)

***

My wife and I have been married ten years. We'd grown 
up together and were 'high school sweethearts'. We 
married out of high school; we lived with my parents 
and both worked to save up for our own place. After we 
moved out I was switched to the three to eleven-thirty 
PM shift. It did mean more money and my wife was able 
to cut back her hours. We had found a second floor 
apartment. 

The house used to be one family at first. There had 
been no front porch back then our next door neighbor 
told us. There were bars on all the first floor 
windows even though it wasn't a bad neighborhood. With 
the enclosed front porch the two windows looked 
strange barred like that.  

We never got to know our initial downstairs neighbors. 
But a few years ago a new couple moved in. They were 
African-American, I never got to meet the husband but 
I did see the wife. She was a few years older than my 
wife and I, tall, slim but curvy with a large chest. 
We never talked but I found out she and my wife began 
to spend time together in the evenings.

It seems her husband was away a lot. Some nights when 
I'd come home from work my wife would tell me stuff 
she found out about our neighbors, usually before sex 
[sometimes even during], after she always fall right 
to sleep I'd really tire her out. She told me the 
neighbors husband was away a lot because he was in the 
military, kind of 'hush, hush' even his wife didn't 
know exactly what he did. 

She was lonely which was why she enjoyed spending time 
with my wife. She'd also admitted over drinks that she 
missed not having sex regularly. One night I was 
coming in from work. Once I closed the front porch 
door behind me and was enveloped in the near darkness, 
I noticed the light on through the first floor window 
on the right [I knew the left window was to their 
living room], nothing unusual about that. What was 
unusual was three of the slats from the blinds were 
open. I could see through the nearly sheer curtain on 
the other side. I felt myself undeniably drawn to 
peeking in.

From the time I was about eight years old, I would 
sneak into back yards at night and peek into people's 
windows. I never actually saw much but the thrill was 
still there for me. It went on until I started dating 
my future wife and we began having sex. I guess some 
things don't change. I peeked into our neighbors' 
window. 

When my eyes adjusted to the light I saw it was a 
sparse room, carpeted with a daybed and a walk-in 
closet. Our neighbor came out of the closet holding an 
outfit in her hand and laying it on the daybed. But 
the outfit wasn't what I was really interested in; she 
had on a short, sheer nightie. 

I could see everything; her round butt, her hairy 
pussy, and her massive tits, which still high and firm 
despite their size and her age. My wife did say she 
worked out. I found I'd taken my cock out. It was 
already hard, harder than it gets for my wife. I began 
jerking it off. She sat on the daybed. Her nightie 
slid up. Her legs opened and I had a great view of her 
pussy now.

I was a drooling fool as I peered through her window 
at her, whacking off fast and hard. She was oblivious 
to my watchful gaze as she laid out her jacket, blouse 
and skirt. Her legs opened further. I groaned. A 
minute later I grunted and shot my load against the 
window pane. It was a good thing she had the air 
conditioner running, she never heard me. 

I quickly stuffed my still hard cock into my jeans and 
rushed upstairs. I practically tore off my clothes and 
jumped on my wife. She laughed and shrieked as I 
proceeded to fuck her silly. The next morning I was 
awoken by her getting ready for work. She apologized 
for waking me. 

Remembering what I'd done the night before, I told her 
it was all right. I threw on my robe and told her I'd 
walk her downstairs. I hoped I could block her view of 
my little mess which she would notice when she saw the 
three slats open and then know why I was so horny last 
night. Once I had her out the door, I closed it and 
leaned against it with a sigh.

My gaze turned to the window; all the slats were now 
closed. I was about to head upstairs to get something 
to clean up my jazzy mess when the first floor door 
opened. Our neighbor came out wearing the outfit she 
had laid out the night before. My cock began to 
harden. She smiled when she saw me. "Hi!" She put out 
her hand and I shook it. "Your wife said your name is 
Jim, right?" 

I nodded. 

"I'm Brenda. I hope we get to talk sometime." She was 
out the door without noticing my voyeuristic mess. I 
rushed upstairs and found a rag and some cleaning 
spray to clean my mess. Then I went back upstairs to 
jerk off and get some more sleep... 

*

That night I came home hoping the light would be on 
again. I was disappointed to find it wasn't. Moments 
after I shut the front door it came on. Three slats 
were open again. Peering in, I saw Brenda just 
entering the small room. She was still dressed. She 
began to undress right in front of me [so to speak]. 
My cock was out and throbbing.

When she slipped off her bra she cupped her huge tits 
and gave them a brief massage. I moaned softly. Once 
she was naked Brenda went into her walk-in closet, 
hips swaying, giving me a great view of her butt. A 
minute later she came out with a blouse and a pair of 
jeans. She laid the jeans on the daybed and hung the 
blouse on a plastic hook on the wall. Brenda sat on 
the daybed and began to massage her tits once more. I 
groaned. 

I wished it were me massaging them... Her nipples 
hardened. Her eyes closed as she began to pinch them. 
One hand slid down between her open legs. Brenda began 
to masturbate. Fuck... She slid two fingers inside of 
her hairy pussy. I stroked off faster. Brenda began to 
frig herself faster. Her head was thrown back and her 
mouth hung open. After a few minutes she thrust her 
hips forward and I knew she was cumming. 

I whipped out my handkerchief and blew my jizz into 
it. I zipped up and slipped upstairs. I cleaned my 
handkerchief in the bathroom then went to bed to fuck 
my wife.

*

The third night I came home. The light was on but the 
room was empty. I waited a few minutes then turned to 
head upstairs. The first floor door opened. Brenda 
stood in the doorway. I felt my face grow hot. "Hey 
Brenda," I said enviously. 

"Your wife isn't home. She got a call that her mom was 
in the hospital. She wanted to rush off so I told her 
I'd leave you a note." 

"Oh. Thanks, maybe I should call her and see if she 
wants me to come to the hospital." 

Brenda stepped out into the hallway. "I already called 
her. She said she was going to spend the night at the 
hospital and call you in the morning." 

"Oh," was all I could think to say. 

"Why don't you come in? I'll make some coffee or 
something," Brenda offered. 

"I don't know..." I was trying to think of some 
excuse. "I should get upstairs in case she calls 
tonight..." 

"Have you been enjoying my show the last two nights?" 
Brenda asked. 

My mouth fell open. Finally I said, "M-maybe I will 
come in for that drink..." 

Brenda motioned for me to go on in and then followed 
me.

I walked through the living room and stopped in the 
kitchen. Brenda motioned for me to sit down. I did. 
She straddled my lap. Her tits jiggled bralessly under 
her thin robe as she did so. Brenda ground her pussy 
against my hard cock. "One night while we'd been 
drinking a lot your wife let slip you love to fuck and 
how big of a dick you have. Not in those exact words, 
mind you. I pretended it didn't mean much to me. And 
didn't want to let on to your wife that I wanted you." 

At that moment I realized how much I wanted Brenda, 
too. My wife was my only lover; I didn't grow up 
around many African-American people. Now I realized if 
I had I wouldn't have gotten involved with the woman I 
married. I loved my wife but realized I was greatly 
attracted to black women, women like Brenda. She was 
about to say more but I kissed her. She moaned. My 
hands went around her and we kissed like lovers. I 
stood up and started to carry her to the room with the 
daybed. "No," Brenda said between kisses. "My bed will 
be more comfortable."

I carried her into her bedroom at the far back corner 
of the house. Brenda pulled me on the bed on top of 
her. She pulled out my cock, spread her legs and 
guided me into her. I was still dressed but didn't 
give a fuck at the moment. I was hornier than I'd ever 
been. I slammed my cock into Brenda and she screamed. 

I fucked her hard and she shrieked so unlike my wife 
when we do it. We fucked about forty minutes, Brenda 
cumming dozens of times, before I dumped my load into 
her. We separated ourselves and undressed before we 
fucked again. Brenda and I ended up fucking all night. 

I finally dragged myself upstairs and crashed. When my 
wife came home she woke me up and asked why I didn't 
answer the phone when she called. I told her half-
asleep I never heard it ring. Then she got a good look 
at me. "You look exhausted!" 

"Yeah. I ended up working a double shift," I lied. 

"Sorry I woke you then. Did Brenda leave you the 
message she said she'd leave?"

"What? Oh, yeah. I got it from her." Not that I'd ever 
tell my wife what I really got from Brenda... 

THE END

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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world 
contract HIV every year. You only have one body per 
lifetime, so take good care of it!
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