The Neighbor Agreement

Chapter 5.

I awoke to an empty bed the next morning. I rolled to my side to look at my bedside table clock. 10:45.

I slept in. Way in.

Most likely because I couldn't fall asleep until 3 AM. I was too disturbed by what I had seen last night in that damn hot tub.

I got up, opened the blinds, and saw Frank's hot tub, sitting innocently there like nothing had ever happened. I got sick to my stomach even looking at it now.

Deep in thought, I stared at that hot tub for God knows how long until I was distracted by the smell of bacon coming from downstairs. I decided to try and stop thinking about my girlfriend's lips around my neighbor's cock, and the resulting ropes of cum landing in the hot water in front of me with that disgusting plopping sound.

Plop....plop...plop...

When I got downstairs, I could see Grace standing by the stove. She was cooking up some eggs on her cast iron pan, and in the oven were some strips of bacon. She was wearing her "kiss the cook" apron, underneath it a stringy tank top, the one that shows her cleavage well, and some booty shorts, the ones that hug her firm butt cheeks oh so tightly.

Me: "Good morning...oh..."

As I walked into the kitchen, I could see that Grace wasn't alone. Frank was sitting at the kitchen table, letting the Saturday morning sun lick his already tan face through the kitchen window.

Grace: "Good morning, sleepyhead" Grace said, and kissed me.

Frank: "Mornin'! My, weren't you sleepy, huh?"

Me: "Yeah...what are you doing here, Frank?"

Grace: "Don't be rude, Aron. Frank came here to apologize. I told him I'd cook him some breakfast while we waited for you to wake up."

Me: "Apologize?"

Frank: "For last night. And the night before. Again. Things got out of hand yesterday, I'll admit. I hope you know I didn't intend on any of that happening."

Me: "Sure..."

Grace: "Things do seem to tend towards you somehow ejaculating all over me, Frank. It took me a while to wash all that out of my hair after last night."

I remember vividly how she didn't seem annoyed at all. She just stated it all matter of factly, as if it wasn't such a big deal that Frank came on her again.

Frank: "I know. I'll admit I got carried away myself. But can you blame me? I had two wonderful, gorgeous women gobbling on my cock. I was drunk with lust, and I could only see clearly when I woke up this morning."

Grace: "I wasn't...gobbling..."

Frank: "I know, but all I'm saying, it felt great. So great."

Grace: "Well...thanks, I guess." She giggled as she gave Frank and me a big helping of bacon and eggs.

Me: "Thanks? That was fucking horrible. The plan completely failed anyway..."

Frank: "On the contrary. Felicity was still worked up this morning, and I awoke with her mouth around my ball sack. Let's just say we had to wash the sheets after."

Grace: "Okay. That's great, Frank. I'm happy for you..."

Me: "Happy?" I said, pissed.

Grace: "Don't be so pouty, Aron. What happened yesterday wasn't Frank's fault, or anyones. Let's just look at the bright side, I got a lesson in giving blowjobs, and I can use it on you now."

Frank: "That's a fantastic way of looking at it, Grace."

Grace: "Right? Okay. I'm going to shower, you guys finish up and put the dishes in the sink afterwards."

We ate in relative silence, and then Frank dragged me outside to his garage, to help him repair the car.

I stood there over the open engine with a light, while Frank was under the car, trying to loosen a stuck bolt.

Frank: "Listen, Aron. I hope there isn't any bad blood between us. I didn't want any of what happened in the past couple days to happen, but they...just did."

Me: "I find that hard to believe, Frank. It seems awfully convenient for you, everythings that happened. Not three days after meeting us, have you already gotten my girlfriend to blow you."

Frank: "Felicity did that, okay? Nobody asked her. I didn't know she was going to do that."

Me: "Right...that's true."

Frank: "The big question is: Why did Grace do it?" he said absentmindedly while banging on the stuck bolt. "I mean....she could totally have said no, and you guys could have walked away. But she didn't."

Me: "I...I don't know..."

Frank: "Look, pal. I want us to be great friends, so I'm going to be honest with you. I think I know why."

Me: "Okay...why?"

Frank: "She's not getting what she needs, sexually, from you."

Me: "What do you mean?"

Frank: "What do I mean? I mean she's jumping at the opportunity to have some sexual encounters with almost literal strangers. It's clear that there are some repressed desires inside of her that are just aching to be released."

Me: "That's...not true..."

Frank: "I think you know it's true. I think you know it well. Think about it. Why didn't you pull Grace off of me last night? You let her continue until the very end, and even further than that. I noticed how long you spent in the bathroom, I thought it was because you wanted Grace to do more with Felicity and me."

Me: "No, I...that's not..."

Frank: "Look. All I'm saying is you should do more with Grace."

Me: "Like..like what?"

Frank: "Well, she clearly likes getting her pussy ate, so do that, for starters. Oh, and join her in the shower, she likes that."

Me: "I was meaning to talk to you about that..."

Frank: "Oh. Yeah. Look, I was only trying to apologize to Grace for what happened, since Felicity wasn't in there. But Grace couldn't really hear me with the water running, so I stepped in the shower. It wasn't a big deal, but we kissed a little."

Me: "But, why? Why kiss at all?"

Frank: "It meant nothing, man. We were still a little drunk, and she had just finished sucking me off. Some kissing and light groping is natural after something like that."

Me: "I guess...but it was unnecessary, you know? Felicity didn't even see it..."

Frank: "Look, all I'm saying is that you should do that with Grace, so she doesn't see the need to do it with me, alright?"

Me: "Okay...thanks, Frank."

Frank: "Of course, buddy."

Feeling a little better about the whole ordeal, I helped Frank get the bolt off, and we replaced the alternator on the car. Afterwards, Frank patted my back.

Frank: "Thanks for the help, we got a lot done today."

Me: "Yeah, of course. I mean, it's going to be my car some day, right?"

Frank: "Heh, yeah. The deal is still on then?"

Me: "I...I guess it is. We've come this far, right?"

Frank: "You have indeed. Yeah. I'll see you at dinner."

With Frank's advice in mind, I went back home and washed up. It was later in the day, and Grace was in the middle of an afternoon nap. Heeding Frank's advice, I snuck under her covers, and woke her up with kisses.

Grace: "Hmm? Ohh..hey baby..."

Me: "Shhh...Just relax..." I said as I dove down between her legs and removed her booty shorts.

But try as I might, I couldn't get my own girlfriend to climax with my mouth. Eventually Grace pulled my tired face off of her and handed me a condom, which I gladly put on and entered her.

Grace flipped herself on to her knees, assumed the doggy style position with her ass up, and her face down, exposing her wet pussy to me. The sight was amazingly arousing.

Grace: "Fuck me like Frank fucks his wife...."

Man, I tried as hard as I could, but I couldn't get even close to the rhythm, the force, or the duration that Frank showed us the other day.

Grace was pushing back hard and fast, trying to up the tempo.

Grace: "Yeah! Yeah! Come on baby! Come on!"

I came pretty quickly in the condom, and apologized to Grace.

Grace: "uhhh...damn...yeah. Nothing to apologize for, baby. That just means you liked it a lot, right?"

Me: "I did, yeah. But I'm worried, you know?"

Grace: "Worried? About what?"

Me: "That you're unhappy with our sex life, and that's why you've been letting these things happen with Frank and Felicity..."

Grace: "That's not fair, Aron. You know that everything that's happened with them has not been on purpose."

She got out of bed quickly and put on her shorts again, without underwear.

Me: "I know, but..."

Grace: "Frank said you'd say this, by the way."

Me: "Wait, you guys talked about this?"

Grace: "Yeah, while you were sleeping, and to be honest, I'm not appreciating your tone here. I feel like you're accusing me of something here."

Me: "No, I didn't mean..."

Grace: "Save it. You know what? Something good actually did come out of the last couple of days."

Me: "What?"

Grace: "I actually came for the first time in years, Aron. Years."

Me: "Grace..."

But she stormed out. I left her alone for a while, she seemed to be ultra pissed at me. Eventually, I caved and told her I was sorry, and that I knew she would never intentionally cheat on me. To tell you the truth, I was petrified of the prospect of losing Grace, just because I wasn't able to bring her to orgasm, like, ever.

Me: "Frank invited us over again tonight...and, I'd be okay with it if you wanted to...cum, too..."

Grace: "Really? You wouldn't be mad?"

Me: "No, I guess it is kinda...not fair, that you never get to cum. Watching you and Felicity. Frank was right, I didn't do anything to stop it either."

Grace: "You're right, it hasn't been fair. At all. That's really mature of you..." She said, smiled, and gave me a long kiss.

That night, Frank opened the door and we presented him with a wine bottle, like usual.

Frank: "Aron! Grace! So glad you could make it!"

Grace: "Thanks, yeah we talked it out and we're good."

Frank: "I'm so glad, you guys. Come in!"

The dinner and drinks were probably my favorite part of our whole arrangement. Frank was very interesting to talk to. He always had some funny story to say, or some interesting anecdote to share. The man was a real charmer, almost enough to make me forget about last night's events.

Frank: "And then Jason said....why not! Hahahaha! Oh, Grace, let me help you with those dishes..."

Frank stood up and took a handful of dishes to the kitchen, along with Grace. Felicity and I kept talking about Frank's story, but after a few minutes, I decided to see what was taking Grace so long. I poked my head through the doorway and peeked into the kitchen. Grace and Frank were locked in a passionate kiss in front of the sink. Grace was on her tippy toes to reach Frank's mouth. I wish I could tell you that I interrupted them, shouted and got angry, or just something other than what I actually did, which was to slink back to the dining room, sit in front of Felicity and finish my wine glass.

Felicity: "So. What's keeping them?"

Me: "Uh, they're just...washing dishes. Be right out, probably." I lied, I wasn't sure whether or not to tell her.

A couple minutes later, Felicity and I heard the patio door slide open. We stood up with quizzical faces. When we reached the patio I could see Frank and Grace, already buck naked, tip-toeing across the patio, and getting into the hot tub. Grace was giggling, and Frank had a big smile on his face.

Felicity: "You guys! Wait for me! Jeez! Sneaking around much?"

Frank: "Sorry honey, we got excited!"

Me: "Washing dishes turns you on, huh?" Images of Frank's tongue exploring Grace's mouth in the kitchen flashed before my eyes.

Grace: "Well...not exactly..."

Frank: "We kissed just a little in the kitchen. No big deal, you don't mind, right?" He asked nonchalantly as he schooched just a little bit closer to my naked girlfriend in the hot tub.

Me: "Do I mind it if you kiss my girlfriend? Yes, Frank, I do mind it." I said, annoyed, but proud of myself for saying something.

Grace: "Come on, Aron, it was just a little kiss. It meant nothing. Felicity isn't mad, are you?"

Felicity: "Of course not. I mean, with all that's been going on, what's a kiss?"

Frank: "Exactly...Aron, look..."

Frank put his finger on Grace's jaw, and turned her face towards his. Grace instinctively parted her lips and they locked in another loving, passionate, sensual kiss. Just like the one in the kitchen.

My stomach turned, watching that old man's tongue interlace with my girlfriends.

Felicity: "See? Frank's right, it means nothing." Felicity said as she pulled my face towards hers and gave me a big, sloppy kiss.

I'm not gonna lie, it did take my mind off things. The excitement of kissing a woman as beautiful as Felicity felt amazing. The heavy feeling of anger and embarrassment was superseded by butterflies in my stomach.

Me: "O....okay..."

Felicity: "Come on, join us in the hot tub. It'll be fun..."

But I remembered how that ended last time. Frank's cum covering the top of the water. No thank you. Gross.

Me: "I, uh, sure, I'll be right there. Just need to go to the bathroom real quick first."

Felicity: "Alright..."

Like before, I just browsed my phone for twenty or thirty minutes. Just long enough for this whole thing to blow over. Frank probably already came, having had Felicity suck him off, and Grace probably had Felicity eat her out. When I thought it was safe, I exited the bathroom and went outside to the patio, but there was nobody there.

Me: "Grace? Where are you guys?"

Moans. From the upstairs window.

I hurried upstairs, mortified at what I might find. I climbed the stairs and walked hurriedly to the master bedroom door, which was only slightly ajar. I pushed it open.

My heart sank to the floor when I saw Frank lying on the bed. Felicity had his cock in her mouth, in a complete deepthroat, and my beautiful girlfriend Grace was...sitting on Frank's face, grinding her hips back and forth. She was completely naked, and had a slight sheen of sweat covering her skin, or maybe it was water from the tub, running down her spine.

Grace: "Ooohhmmmffff...uuuuck...Frank....don't move....fuuuchhhhkkk....right there....fuuuckk...yeeeesssssssss!!!!"

Frank just groaned through Grace's orgasm, as she froze on top of him. Goosebumps suddenly appeared on her, all over her skin. A muscle spasm that sprung forth from her hips, rose all the way to the top of her head like lightning, whipping her head backwards, causing her golden hair to flow backwards, revealing her rosy cheeks. Her dainty hands grabbed handfuls of Frank's long chest hair, causing him to groan as well.

Grace: "Oh shit...oh fuck...jesus...fucking...christ..."

I had never heard Grace curse like that, look like that, or sound like that. After a moment, she flopped down on the bed, breathing like she just ran a marathon. Felicity got on her back, and Frank fed his monster cock inside of her pussy. While they were fucking in missionary style, Grace just lay beside them, watching, and kissing Felicity.

"Now's my chance to get Grace out of there." I thought.

I sneaked into the room, grabbed my girlfriend's hand, and motioned for us to get out of there. Grace thankfully nodded, agreeing that since Frank was having sex with Felicity, the mission was complete. I just didn't account for Frank already getting deepthroated by Felicity. As soon as I started pulling Grace off the bed, Frank pulled out Felicity's pussy, got on his knees, and came immediately straight up in the air, hands free.

Like always, the first shot of cum was the most voluminous, and shot the furthest, hitting Grace straight across the chest. The rope of cum landed with a sickening "Flowp" on my girlfriend's big, naked breasts.

Frank: "Ouuhhhhgggg.....fuck!"

Another shot of cum, this one landing on mine and Grace's hands as I held her. My old neighbor's disgusting cum felt hot on the back of my hand. It was fucking gross. Frank finished ejaculating on top of his wife, finally grabbing his cum hose and aiming it a little.

Frank: "Fuuck...ohhh...sorry guys...I came so fucking hard, man...I couldn't control it."

Grace: "I can tell!" she giggled as she ran a finger through Frank's cum on her bare chest. "So did I..." she added.

I wiped my hand on a paper towel, but since Grace was way dirtier, she hopped in the shower with Frank and Felicity. I left to go home, already sick of the sound of them giggling and touching in the shower.

I was pretty mad at Grace. And I explained as much to her when she got home.

Grace: "Wait. Aron. You're the one that said I could cum tonight. With Frank and Felicity."

Me: "I know, but I thought that it would be Felicity...you know...doing it. Not Frank, our MALE neighbor...."

Grace: "She was already sucking his cock. What, is she supposed to do both of us? She's not superwoman."

Me: "I just..."

Grace: "Look, it was no big deal. I just asked Frank if he could make me cum, after Felicity had already started sucking him off. He said yes, and you had already said it was fine."

Me: "Well, it's not fine...I didn't mean for Frank to..."

Grace: "You never said that Frank couldn't make me cum, okay? We're still boyfriend and girlfriend, there is nothing more going on between Frank and me other than helping improving his sex life with his wife."

Me: "Okay, but how do you explain the kiss in the kitchen, then? In secret?"

Grace: "That was just a peck..."

Me: "I saw you, okay? It was not just a peck."

Grace: "Frank was just thanking me for everything that we're doing for him. He didn't know how else to communicate gratitude, I guess. I didn't really want it, but you know, it would be rude to deny him now...after everything that's happened."

I grumbled.

We wound up deciding that it was a miscommunication between the two of us. I didn't specify that Frank couldn't be the one to bring her to orgasm, and the fact that I left for the bathroom for so long didn't help things either. If I had been there, I could have told Grace what to do, and how to do it.

Chapter 6.

Needless to say, Grace and I continued to enact Frank's "genius" plan of improving his sex life. I mean, the plan was working swimmingly, technically. Frank was having a lot more sex with Felicity. It just seemed to always work out in such a way that Grace got in between them somehow. I did manage to avoid another blowjob scenario though, by careful planning and positioning.

Grace seemed happy, so I stupidly let her continue to go over to our neighbors house with the express intention to cum, everyday. Of course, Felicity thought that we just liked to come over and have fun, and she seemed to enjoy it immensely. I was invited to join them, of course, I just didn't feel comfortable being naked in bed with another man. Even if we did have two other women there, so I usually made some excuse for not joining the hot tub, or not coming upstairs with them.

Grace would usually join them for the foreplay, and then I'd hang out in the bathroom, listening to giggles, moans, and weird sex sounds. After a few minutes, I'd go into the bedroom and get Grace, who had usually already cum by then with help from Felicity or Frank.

This changed pretty quickly, one day.

I exited the bathroom around ten minutes since Grace joined Frank and Felicity in the bedroom. When I opened the door, I saw Frank and Felicity fucking in the doggy style position. Grace was on her knees, besides Felicity, getting finger fucked by Frank's thick fingers. My jaw dropped pretty hard. Nobody said it would go this far. Grace was supposed to duck out after they started fucking.

But there was nothing I could do about that now, so I just took a seat in a chair in the corner, and waited for Grace to cum. I never specified that Frank couldn't finger Grace to orgasm, which he had now done right in front of me while he was fucking Felicity in doggy style. I also failed to say that Grace couldn't give Frank a handjob, which I walked in on her doing. She was laying in the bed, spread eagle in front of Frank's cock, still slightly wet from the hot tub. Her hands slowly, but surely, massaged the massive, veiny cock in front of her until it exploded with cum, all over her crotch again.