Neighbours
Exhibitionist & Voyeur Story

Neighbours

by Rosepearl78 4 min read 4.1 (7,000 views)
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Chapter 2

For the rest of the day she couldn't focus. There was so much to do! Why did moving day always fall to her to sort out everything? She said they would be better hiring actual movers but did he ever listen to her? He wasn't naturally the strongest guy, he tired out easily and was no use in these situations at all.

It was so lovely of the neighbour to offer them help. Their son was so lovely and helpful...and strong. Oh my, he just picked up everything and moved it with ease, and his arms... He's that age where he's no idea how cute he is, tripping over his words. She had to stop thinking about him! He's only 18, she knows she'd probably eat him alive. It had just been such a long time since anyone had really thrown her around and shown her who's boss. Her husband was away a lot and she was fairly sure he was getting something when he was away because he never wanted much from her when he was home. Just the occasional blow job because she was good at it. And she couldn't remember the last time he'd returned the favour. What was wrong with her? She hadn't been this hot and bothered for a very long time!

She ordered a takeaway as there was no way she was cooking today, she knew he'd complain at the cost but today wasn't a day for cooking and they had nothing in anyway! After they'd eaten she decided to go and set up the bedroom. It was always the most important thing, get your bedroom ready to sleep first, because when you're exhausted the last thing you want is to go upstairs and have to start on your bed in order to sleep. She pottered around, sorting through boxes looking for the bedding she'd packed especially with a ready filled duvet cover and pillows. Just throw a sheet on and you're done. She was pleased with herself and stood in the window with her hands on her hips, whilst her husband just whined about not knowing which box had his laptop in. There was very little chance they would be christening this house tonight!

Then she had a brainwave. She knew where her lingerie was. She'd bought a sexy new nightdress a few weeks ago. She found it and took it into the bathroom to put it on. Her husband was away again from tomorrow so it was now or not for a while. She fixed her hair, reapplied her lipstick and headed back to the bedroom. No sign of him. She stuck her head out of the door, he'd gone downstairs, clearly still looking for his laptop.

Sarah looks across the room, 'blimey, I nearly forgot about the curtains' she thinks. At the bottom of the same box she pulls out a pair of dark curtains. Not being very tall she had to look for something to stand on, the edge of the bed being the closest thing. She stretches up and begins to loop the rings onto the curtain pole before she loses her balance and falls forward, grabbing onto the windowsill. Sarah stayed in that position for a few moments and spotted a flash of light in the garden next door. She noticed earlier that they have a summer house at the bottom of their garden. She can see in the window of the small building a slight movement. The light was failing and she couldn't make out what she was seeing. She regained her balance and finished hanging the curtains before closing them.

She hears a noise behind her and she gets down off the bed before suggestively bending over the bed, knowing the short nightdress will reveal all to her husband, hopefully enticing him into what she's looking for. He passes her, oblivious to her intentions, and tells her he's got to be up early for his flight so he's going to grab a blanket and sleep on the sofa. 'So another night alone then?' thinks Sarah. Last night the excuse was we had to be up early for the move. It's not even like he's done anything, it was all down to her.

She climbs into bed and turns off the light. She thinks about Ben's strong arms. He would throw her around easily. And the way he looked at her. Her husband hadn't looked at her that way for a very long time. It was crazy to even consider it! Firstly she's just moved in, it's not the best way to ingratiate yourself is it, to seduce the neighbour's son? She's never cheated on her husband in her life and Ben probably has a girlfriend, never mind the age gap. Even so she can't help but let her hands wander, massaging her breasts and breathing his name... 'oh yes Ben, that feels so good, please don't stop'... Her hand slips between her thighs, feeling the warm wetness of her pussy spreading, she's so aroused. She begins to gently rub her clit, occasionally dipping two of her fingers into the entrance of her pussy, bringing herself to orgasm, as she again breathes... "Ben...", quietly into her pillow, before drifting off into a pleasantly dream filled sleep...

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