I was off work early that day. I was in our apartment alone. My wife, Trish, was still at work and would be for about 2 more hours. I had quietly settled in with a bourbon and water when I heard a knock on the door. As I opened the door, I recognized Judith, the wife from next door. She had a strained look on her face as she said, "I've locked myself out! I'm about to pee my pants because I've been waiting in my car so long for my husband! Can you help me?"
I was surprised that this thin, dark-haired, very shy young woman was so expressive. I had never heard her say anything like that before. Hell, I had never heard her put more than two sentences together before. I wasn't sure how I was going to help her, but I told her I would try, but first, did she want to use our bathroom? "Oh God YES!" she exclaimed. I quickly let her in and led her to the bathroom. While she was in there, I retrieved my keys from the bedroom on the off chance that my house key would work in her lock.
I heard her flush and wash her hands as I waited by the front door, so we could go over to her place and see if we could get her into her apartment. During the short walk she explained that she carried her house key separate from her car keys. "It might seem strange," she said, "but I've just always done it that way." She didn't realize until she returned home from work that she had left the house key on the kitchen table, and because her husband left for work after she did, he had locked the place when he left not realizing she had left her keys. Dan wasn't expected to be home for another couple of hours.
I told her that we would try my house key just in case it would work, but if it didn't work (and it shouldn't) we would probably need to go to the landlord and ask him to come with his master key to unlock her door. We walked to her door and I gave my key a try. As expected, it didn't work. It wouldn't even go in the door.
I said, "Let's go back to my place and call the landlord to see if he can help."
She replied quietly, "There might be another way to get in. The window next to the front door doesn't lock very well and we may be able to open it."
I looked at it and realized that if it were unlocked I could with a little effort crawl through the window and open the door from the inside. I began working with the window and in short order had it open. I crawled on the porch railing and went through the window and inside their apartment. I told Judith I was okay and would open the door. She responded with a big smile, "That's great! I knew you could help!"
I opened the door and Judith quickly came in and shut the door behind her. That puzzled me. I was going to leave immediately, but she had shut the door effectively stopping my exit. As I turned to her, she said, "Thank you so much! Please don't tell my husband, Dan, about going through the window or even helping me today. Only Dan, our landlord, and I know about the window. We've been trying to get him to fix it for a couple of weeks."
I agreed that I wouldn't say anything to anyone. She smiled and leaned into me with a kiss on my lips. I was shocked by this formerly very shy lady who said almost nothing nearly all the time. I stepped around her to open the door and leave when she stepped in front of me.
She looked at me demurely and asked, "How can I repay you for doing this? We haven't been close as friends, and you came right over to help when I asked. How can I repay you?"
I replied, "Don't worry about it. It's what friends do for one another. And this may give the two of us the chance to bring all four of us closer together."
Judith responded, "I would like that - getting closer together that is. But..." She hesitated. "But I was, um, uh..."
"Judith, we're definitely closer friends now. I saved you from peeing your pants! Just say it. Don't hide stuff from me or from yourself! Get it out there and let's discuss it."
She giggled at my comment and then looked at me strangely. I wondered what was on her mind. Then it hit me. "NO! Really? She wants me to fuck her!" Where that thought came from, I don't know, but there it was.
"Could I..." she began. "Could I repay you. um, with..." She unbuttoned the three top buttons of her blouse. She looked directly into my eyes. "Could I repay you with these?" She unbuttoned the rest of her blouse and shirked it off. It dropped to the floor. She stood there in her tight black skirt and black lace bra.
Now it was my turn to be nervous. "You don't have to..."
She cut me off. "I don't have to do anything. But if I want to do something and you are willing to join me, then we will do what we want. And you did say we are friends now." She looked at me expectantly. Now it was my turn to be hesitant.
"I, ah..." Suddenly I had a boost of confidence. "I need to see more than what I would see in a swimsuit."
She took the challenge. "Then you will have to open it. You must unfasten the bra. That will tell me that you want to do this. It can't be all on me." She turned her back to me.
I've never had a problem releasing bra hooks. I quickly and confidently stepped forward. I rubbed her shoulders and upper arms. Testing the proverbial waters, I placed small kisses on her neck, I heard her moan lightly. I moved my hands lightly across her back until I reached the bra hooks. I gently unhooked her bra. Opening it a bit, I kissed her back where the connection had been. I heard another light moan. As her bra fell to the floor, I gently slid my hands around her sides from behind and covered her tiny titties with my hands. She couldn't have been more than a 32 A or B. I pinched her nipples and rolled them between my thumbs and fingers. She pushed her ass into me pressing against the hard cock that she had caused.
I turned her around and took a nipple into my mouth. Gently I sucked on it. I gently bit it and slid it out of my mouth between my teeth. I turned to the other nipple and did the same thing. I looked at Judith. She was flushed and breathing hard. I held her waist and told her, "Now it's your turn. Show me you want this. Take off your skirt."
She began by reaching for her heels. I quickly stopped her. "No! Leave your heels on!" She looked at me like she wasn't sure. But she left them on, and she released the zipper on her skirt. The panties matched the black lace bra she had on until a few minutes before. Her well-toned legs were perfect in her 3-inch heels. She dropped her skirt to the floor, stepped out of it quickly, and stood with her hands on her hips watching my reaction. My pulse quickened. My breathing became faster. I took the two steps between us and touched her sweet spot on her panties. She was wet. I put my thumbs inside the waistband of her black lace panties. I gently pushed them down, all the time staring directly into her eyes as she stared right back at me.
I went to my knees to finish removing her tiny panties. I helped her step out of them. First the left foot and then the right. As I rose back up, staying on my knees, I stopped right in front of her pussy, leaned in, and gave it a lingering kiss just above her clit. I heard a sharp intake of her breath as I did so. I took a few seconds to look over her pussy. It was neatly trimmed with a rectangle of hair just above it. This could make for some interesting tongue action later. As I moved to stand up, I licked her from the point of the "V" between her legs to the bottom of the hairy rectangle. All day enclosed in those panties, and she maintained a sweetness with just a hint of her womanly essence. Perfect. I rose to my feet.
I stated simply, "Show me what you want. Take off my shirt." With only the slightest hesitation, she began unbuttoning my shirt and shortly had it on the floor. She quickly moved to my pants, rubbing the front where my hard cock stood at attention. Kneeling in front of me, she unzipped my fly, unsnapped my pants, and pulled down both my pants and boxers. My cock bounced out directly in front of her face. Now she had no hesitation. She licked the bottom of my cock from the top of my balls to the tip, swirling around my helmet head like she wanted every bit of it. She looked me in the eyes and said, "This is what I have wanted." She went back to sucking me. She was good - exceptionally good.
It was my turn to moan. She made my cock wet with her tongue. She spit on it and pumped it with her hand. I was in heaven. But after 5 minutes in heaven - more? less? - I pulled her off my pulsing hard cock. "You have to stop or I'm going to fill your mouth and throat with my cum", I said.
"I might like that a lot, you know," she smiled. "That might be just what I want."
"Suck me or fuck me", I stated.
"Oh! Fuck you yes!" she answered.
