Here is my latest offering. I have split it into 6 Chapters of which this is the second. I suggest you read the previous one to give you context if you haven`t done so already. They are all finished and we will be submitted tonight. The story is quite long, but hopefully it will keep you amused. As always any resemblance to persons living or dead are purely accidental. All characters are made up from my own warped imagination. The story belongs to me, so please do not use it without my permission. This tale contains descriptions of many kinds of sexual activity, so if you are under 18, or those kind of things offend you, please move on. Please feel free to write any comments you may have. I am an amateur and do this for fun, but if your comments help me to improve then that is a win win for all of us. Please enjoy "Neighbours with Benefits!"
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Chapter 2
Pete woke up the next morning as his dad closed the front door on his way to work. It was four thirty by his bed side clock. He tried to sleep again but all he kept imaging was what would occur when Claire arrived later. He could almost feel her lips around his hard cock, and he felt himself stiffen beneath the duvet at just the thought of what would was going to happen in a few hours. His Mum wouldn't be up for another two hours so after the third time of trying to find a comfortable position to sleep he limped over to the little desk in his room and grabbed his lap top before returning to his bed.
A quick flick onto one of his favourite porn sites then he settled back to watch a video entitled "Nurse gives great blow job." He smiled to himself as he thought there was no way this would be better than what his own personal nurse had done yesterday but he definitely needed a little stimulation before he took care of his own needs.
Indeed it was pretty boring stuff, but it had the desired result and twenty minutes later he was balling up a tissue full of his own semen and switching to the BBC football page on the internet. Even the fact that Manchester United won couldn`t spoil his good mood, that was until his mobile buzzed on the night stand. It was a message from Claire.
"Hi lover. I´m really sorry but I cannot make our play date this morning. I am not giving you the brush off. Helen called sick so I have to work a double. Tomorrow I am off so can pick you up in the morning (around10?) and we can go to my place? xxxx"
Pete was just about to reply when the phone buzzed again. Opening the video clip from Claire he saw she had written, "Just to keep you in the mood!" The clip was two nurses and a male Dr. doing everything that three people can do with each other sexually. It was nearly forty minutes long and by the time he had finished watching Pete found himself wanking another load into a tissue. It was a bit of a strange choice of clip he thought. Maybe Claire swings both ways. Now that would be interesting. After all he knew nearly nothing about her except she was a nurse and liked to suck cock. More importantly she did it excellently..
Feeling a bit mischievous he took a photo of the semen covered tissue and sent it back with just, "10 would be great!"
Claire replied with a blow job Gif that made him laugh. His Mum knocked on his door before poking her head around the corner and asking, "What are you laughing at this time of the morning?"
Luckily he had moved quickly enough with the duvet that she had not got to see his spunk stained penis. He told her, "Just a joke from Des." Des was his work mate.
"Want a cuppa?"
"Yes please Mum!"
When his Mum had left for work Pete felt a little down, so he decided to go for a walk, or in his case a limp, around the block. His ankle was healing well. It still hurt like hell when he walked but at least he could stand the pain for a short while. He had only been out of the house a few times in the last three weeks or so. He clipped the plastic "boot" on to help support himself and hopped down the stairs. There was a bench at the bus stop just across from the entrance to The Close so he thought he could spend an hour or so in the sunshine.
Gingerly he made his way along Primrose Close and then hobbled across the road to the bus stop. There was no one there as the bus only came every two hours and the last one had left more than ten minutes ago. He settled down, closed his eyes, and let the sun play on his upturned face. He had been there for about twenty minutes playing Candy Crush on his phone, enjoying the beautiful day when he caught movement out of the corner of his eye.
It was Gary running down the close. He was just about to call out a greeting to his neighbour when Gary veered off abruptly and ran down the path at the side of the Heath`s house. There was a wooden fence that protected their privacy joined onto their garage. Pete watched Gary glance furtively around before opening the door in the side wall of the garage and duck inside. "What the Fuck," Pete thought. "Was his neighbour robbing his other neighbour?" He waited for a few minutes, but Gary never came out.
Hobbling across the street Pete took the same path that Gary had taken 10 minutes before. He could hear sounds in the garage that he couldn`t quite make out. Above his head was a small window. Seeing an old metal bucket propped against the wall Pete reckoned he would be high enough to peek in if he stood on it. Trying to be as silent as possible Pete placed the bucket beneath the window and supporting himself with one hand on the garage wall he balanced on his good leg and peered through the dust streaked window.
When his eyes became accustomed to the dirty window, and he could see what was going on inside he nearly broke his other ankle as the bucket teetered precariously before it luckily righted itself. Pete watched as Pamela Heath sucked on Gary Wilson`s dick in her garage. Gary was sitting on an old sofa that had obviously been dumped in the huge double garage. His running shorts were around his ankles.
Pamela was dressed in a black corset with ebony stockings clipped to it. On top of that she was wearing thigh high stiletto boots with spiked heels that must have been six inches in length.
Pete`s view from the window was side on so he had a perfect view as Gary`s dick vanished from view into the older woman`s mouth. Pete knew that this was some feat. That was because Gary had one of the biggest dicks he had ever seen. The guys at the football club had nicknamed him "Donkey". His penis must have been nearly ten inches long. However, that didn`t seem to be bothering Mrs. Heath as she had the whole thing in her mouth and throat.
Pete was frozen in place. He knew he shouldn`t be watching but he couldn`t tear his eyes from the scene. When Gary started to shake wildly he grabbed Pamela`s head to force her even further down as he thrust upwards. Pete was transfixed as he watched his friend ejaculate in his older neighbours mouth. Just when he thought things couldn`t get any weirder Pete observed Gary pull Pamela across his lap and land six or seven hefty slaps to her naked backside. Even from outside Pete could hear the sound of flesh on flesh reverberating around the garage, such was the strength of the blows.
It was then that Pete panicked. Pamela was looking straight at him, and she looked mortified. Pete fell backwards off the bucket and landed hard on his arse. He ignored the pain and hopped, limped and scurried as fast as he could back to his own home. It was from the safety of his bedroom that an hour later he watched Gary pretend to jog back home.
He was still trying to process everything he had witnessed when his phone rang. The caller ID said Pamela Heath. Everybody in The Close had each other's phone numbers in case of emergencies. He contemplated not answering, but then on the tenth ring he answered, "Hello Mrs. Heath. What can I do for you?"
There was silence at the other end and Pete thought she had rung off. Then a timid voice that was nearly breaking said, "Pete. I saw you!"
Pete stayed silent. Again that cracking voice said, "Pete I saw you watching Gary and me. I would like to explain!"
"You really don`t have to do anything Mrs. Heath....!"
"Pamela please!" This time the voice was more like the lively voice he associated with his vibrant neighbour.
Pete took a deep breath, "Pamela. Pamela. You really don't have to explain anything to me. It was my mistake to invade your privacy. What two consenting adults do is of no concern to me. Please rest assured that I will never tell anybody what I saw as this will only make me look like the bad one for spying on you."
"Thank you Pete. I would however like to explain myself. Do you think you could pop round quickly. Just come round the back."
