Chapter 1
To be perfectly honest, my wife Suzie's obsession may never have seen the light of day but for my own obsession with Jenny, the stunning blonde next door. Slim, athletic, long blonde hair, small but perfect tits, a sweet little rear end and legs for days, Jenny was a masturbation pin-up girl for the ages. I could see part of their yard from our rear corner bathroom and I'd lock myself in there and stand on the edge of the tub watching her and jerk off. I know it sounds weird but if there's no discovery, it never happened.
She and her husband, Ken, had lived there for something like three or four years and we'd socialized from time to time but I had trouble with that because all I wanted to do was stare at Jenny and so the torture was avoiding that. One thing I was sure of, everybody involved knew that I had the hots for Jenny. I was so damn awkward around her it was an easy call.
Ken knew, Jenny knew and my wife, Suzie, knew, and that about covers the principals. I must have trimmed that bush by their fence about a hundred times. Instead of growing healthy it was getting smaller every year.
"Jenny watching again?" she said, startling me out of my backyard trance.
"Geez, Suzie, you scared the shit out of me, sneaking up behind me like that. No, I was thinking about that hedge. It looks like it needs a bit of TLC."
"Jim, leave that hedge alone or I'll call the Arbor authorities and have you arrested for mutilation."
It should be noted that my wife is a real looker and while my obsession was next door, Suzie was a major hottie in her own right. She was a petite five feet even with a brown bob, blue eyes and curves everywhere a girl should have them. Our sex life was good but familiarity had slowed us down like any other couple who've been together a long time. Apparently my aberrant sex drive had eclipsed our performance and so you might find me during down times jerking off in the corner bathroom watching Jenny.
Suzie was also cute as hell and that got plenty of attention anywhere we'd go. A couple times I caught Ken scoping out Suzie's ass so even with the glorious Jenny at his disposal his mind wandered like mine. I always reminded myself of that when fantasizing about Jenny.
"Jim, why don't you come with me to the store. Trust me, Jenny will be there when you get back."
"No thanks, I've got yard work to do so you go ahead and I'll see you later. This lawn won't mow itself."
"Oh god, okay creeper, I'll go by myself."
With no particular yard purpose, I played around in the shed that I'd put up next to our common fence. I'd drilled an undetectable small hole in the aluminum wall so I could have a primo vantage point for Jenny's parade of bikinis. I would lock myself in the shed and have a party.
While Suzie was at the store I pushed aside a paint can and took in some Jenny scenery. She had on a skimpy yellow number that demanded some serious attention. I always wondered if she knew I was taking it all in because she'd walk around closer to the shed and bend over like a stripper so her irresistible ass was aiming in my direction. Like I say, my insatiable quest was probably not the best of secrets. I didn't care.
When Jenny went inside I finished fake looking for stuff in the shed and headed back to the house. On the way there Ken flagged me down by the fence.
"Hey, neighbor," he started off with what I felt was an ominous tone but, then again, I was somewhat paranoid, especially knowing what I was doing in the shed. I thought, here it comes, 'Stop ogling my wife you perv.'
But that was not it. "So, look, if I tell you something private could you keep it confidential between us? Buddy, buddy?"
"Well, ya, I guess so but please don't confess to murder or I'll be in the cell next to you."
"Oh no, nothing like that," he laughed. "No, definitely not that...but I see the way you look at Jenny..."
Oh, shit, he is going to kill me.
"...and who can blame you? So, anyway, what we've never told you is that we, ahhh, go to 'sharing' parties."
"Sharing parties?"
"Sharing sex, basically...private parties. But, ya, we're into swinging and group sex."
"Really?" I said half thinking he was shitting me because I kept staring at Jenny."
"Ah, ya."
