The Neighbors

"Cathy? How do you stay sane with Jim gone all the time?" April asked her neighbor as they sat at her kitchen table watching her fix us each a cup of hot tea.

As she looked at Cathy, a slightly plump dirty blonde woman who was about the same age (early 40s) dressed in pink shorts and a white cotton blouse, April noticed that her white legs from the back, while larger than her own, were fairly muscular. Cathy walked a great deal in an effort to lose weight and the results of all that walking wear easy to see.

"It is hard sometimes but I've gotten used to it. The kids have adjusted to his absences and I guess I have over time. When we first got married, he was never gone. But these last ten years—I can hardly remember a Tuesday or Wednesday when he's been home."

Cathy walked to the table, carrying the cups with the tea and sat down in the chair adjacent to where April was seated.

April thought for a second as I took a sip of tea.

"Can I ask you a personal question Cathy?"

"Of course."

After a pause, April inquired, "How long have you been married exactly?"

Cathy laughed and said, "That's not personal April. We've been married almost 20 years. It'll be 20 when the fall rolls around." Pausing for a moment, she then continued, "It sure doesn't seem that long."

Looking out the window, April softly said, "That's not exactly the personal question I wanted to ask."

"Well don't be bashful. You know we're good friends and I'll answer anything I can for you," Cathy replied.

"It's hard Cathy. It's really a personal question."

"April: go ahead. If I don't want to answer it, I'll tell you that. But now you've got me really interested to ask me! You're killing me!" she said with a chuckle.

"Okay. But if you get embarrassed, just tell me and I'll run out the front door!" the redhead responded.

"I don't think you'll have to do any running my friend."

"My question is: How is your sex life? I mean, before you answer, let me say that mine is really poor. Eric and I rarely kiss anymore let alone anything more passionate or personal. We love each other but after 25 years, it seems like there is nothing left other than watching each other get undressed."

Cathy looked me in the eye and had a very slight smile on her face. A pleasant smile, not a smirk or anything like that.

"Well...let's see. Jim and I have, just like you, really slowed down over the years. When we first were going together and were really serious about one another, we were like rabbits—I remember being naked and in bed for entire weekends. There were times when Jim got an erection on Friday night and he'd still be hard going to work on Monday morning," she said with a laugh. "Goodness. Don't ever repeat that April! Jim would kill me if he knew I said that to you or anyone else!"

April laughed and replied, "Oh, we had those periods ourselves. I thought at one point that Eric's penis was permanently stuck inside of me. But what about today?"

Cathy sipped her tea, took a deep breath and said, "We don't do things like we used to. Jim still likes me to give him oral sex and that seems to be our favorite sexual pastime these days."

Unsure whether to ask Cathy for details, April decided that this was the opportunity to really open up.

"Do you, you know, with Jim during oral sex?" April asked nervously.

"Do I what?" Cathy asked.

"Oh gosh...this is so hard for me to ask you...you know, swallow him when he orgasms?" April asked, certain her face was red like an apple in embarrassment.

Cathy smiled and replied, "I do sometimes. Other times he comes on my breasts or in some tissues."

Embarrassed, April offered to Cathy, "That's pretty risqué Cathy. Thanks for being honest."

"No problem. I trust you April or I wouldn't have told you what I did."

April waited a moment and then asked, "What about when Jim's gone and there isn't any oral sex to give? Don't you get horny?"

"Of course. The older I'm getting, the hornier I'm getting. Or so it seems. I keep attributing it to hormones or something," Cathy replied. "But when that happens, I just take matters into my own hands."

"Into your own hands—what do you mean?" April asked.

"You know, I masturbate," Cathy offered.

"Oh, well, uh, you didn't have to share that with me Cathy. I appreciate it but I don't want you to get uncomfortable."

"April—if I didn't want to tell you that I masturbate, I wouldn't have mentioned it. I'm not embarrassed to tell you that. Everyone does it. Just don't pass that around the neighborhood! And before you say anything: I'm kidding, I know you wouldn't spread that around."

April paused and looked into my cup, thinking of what to say to Cathy's comment. Before she could reply, her blonde haired neighbor broke the silence.

"And I got a good silent vibrator so that helps a lot when Jim's gone and the kids are home."

April looked at her in shock. This was Cathy Moore, the neighborhood "straight A" housewife—and she is admitting she uses a vibrator?

"A vibrator? YOU have a vibrator? Really?" April asked in shock.

Cathy laughed out loud and said, "Don't make me feel embarrassed. Yes I own a vibrator. I call him different names but he's always wonderful. He is hard all the time, he is ready anytime I want him to be, he never asks me to swallow, never says he wants a threesome with my best friend and he never, ever cums in me," she said with a laugh.

"A threesome with her best friend?" April thought to myself but decided not to say anything about it right then.

"Wow Cathy. I guess I never thought of you, well, you know..."

"April. We all get horny. What's the big deal with me using a vibrator for a little sexual release?" she asked.

Cathy sat and stared at April, making her redheaded neighbor momentarily disappointed for having started this conversation.

"Come with me," Cathy said as she took my left hand in hers and stood up. April did likewise and she pulled her friend out of the kitchen and up the house stairs. The morning light shined brightly through the windows along the stairway wall as April walked up the steps behind Cathy, noticing her rear end through her shorts and the obvious outline of her panties.

We got to the top of the stairs and took an immediate right into their master bedroom that looked out over their backyard. The large bed was still unmade with pillows and blankets in a pile towards the center of the bed. The blinds were open allowing the morning sunshine to create a bright environment.

"Excuse the fact I've not made the bed yet this morning," Cathy told me.

"Don't worry, my bed is in the same shape," April offered.

Cathy motioned for her neighbor to sit next to her on the side of the bed (her side?) and as April sat down, she reached into the nightstand and rummaged around before pulling out a purple vibrator that was shaped similar to a penis. She looked at it a moment and offered it to April.

April took it in my hand and looked at it intently. She'd never seen one in real life—only on the Internet or a long time ago in some porno magazines her husband had.

"That's what helps me make it through the long weeks when Jim is gone," Cathy said quietly.

As April looked at it and mentally compared it to her husband's erect organ, she realized it was significantly larger.

"This is huge Cathy. Does this really, uh, fit you?" April asked nervously.

"Oh yes. It's perfect. Remember that we all expand when needed down there."

"Yes but it seems so large. I can't imagine something this big fitting inside of me," April replied.

"Want to try it out?" Cathy inquired.

"You're not serious!" was April's response.

"Sure. You can take it home and try it out to see if you would like a boyfriend like mine."

"Oh Cathy, I can't. This is yours and I wouldn't even know how to use it properly."

"April...it works just like your husband. You lay back, spread your legs and let nature run its course."

She looked April in the eye, her blue eyes sincere as always and dropping her voice to a tone of seriousness, said, "Do you want to see how it works?"

April didn't know what to say so she did what she always did when she was unable to decide: She froze. No response at all.

Cathy stood up and started unbuttoning her blouse as she looked at me. Her white bra come into view and soon the blouse was unbuttoned and she pulled it from the waistband of her shorts. Her breasts were large, maybe even a D cup, but April couldn't tell for sure from the white cotton bra she had on. She then reached to her waist, unbuttoned the waist button and then unzipped her shorts to allow them to slide down her torso, thighs and calves before they landed on the floor. April looked at her crotch and could see the ruffled cotton caused by her pubic hair through the thin white cotton hi-cut panties she had on.

"Cathy...you really don't have to do this. I mean, I can't..." April said with a nervous tone to her voice. April had seen Cathy in a swimsuit once or twice before but she was now in her neighbor's master bedroom and her neighbor was down to her open blouse, bra and panties.

"Slide down the bed April."

As April moved toward the end of her friend's bed, Cathy reached to her waist and pushed her panties down her torso to reveal her pubic hair and continued down her thighs before allowing gravity to drop them to her ankles, where she stepped out of them. Cathy's pubic hair was a darker shade than the blonde hair on her head and was matted from both the pressure of her panties as well as, April presumed, some moisture that her body had given off in the last few moments. She pushed her blouse open allowing her body's front to be covered only by her bra and the blouse on her arms and shoulders.

Cathy reached to the bedspread where the vibrator lay and picked it up. She looked April in the eye and said, "I like to pretend this is the cock of somebody I know. Just a fantasy of mine that I like to do. Today I think I'll imagine it belongs to Eric," she said with a smile as she laid on her back and pulled her knees in the air.

"Eric? That's my husband's name!" the redhead thought to herself instantly.

"Cathy—do you mean MY Eric?" April asked.

Smiling, Cathy put the vibrator in her mouth and licked it softly, as her eyes looked deep into mine but without a response to the question. As she pulled it out of her mouth, she simply smiled at me.

April's mind suddenly forgot her reference to her husband and as she realized that Cathy had put the vibrator, which had obviously been inside of her pussy many times before, in her mouth. "Does that mean she...?" April thought to herself. "No. She wouldn't do THAT!"

April watched as Cathy took the vibrator and twisted it to start a gentle hum. Cathy looked at April as she moved the device down her torso to her waiting pussy. For the first time, as Cathy's hand were at her waist and headed down to her pubic region, April looked straight at Cathy's pussy. It was the first pussy she had seen up-close in her life—and clearly the first one she'd ever seen in a state of obvious sexual arousal. Cathy's pubic hair was matted and April could see evidence of white fluid exiting between her lips.

From her reclined position, Cathy knew her neighbor was shocked by what she was doing but at this point she was so horny that even if April got up and ran out of the house, Cathy was certain she'd continue with her masturbation session.

Rubbing the vibrator along the outside of her obviously well lubricated pussy, Cathy watched April's eyes—locked in on her vaginal area. She'd never done anything like this before but Cathy was too far down the path to even think of stopping.

Slowly Cathy inserted the humming plastic penis slowly into her pussy with her right hand holding the end of the device and she moaned softly. Her eyes were now closed as "Eric" penetrated her pussy deeper. With her left hand, she moved it to her pubic region and softly ran her fingers through her blonde pubic hairs. As they softly rubbed the hair, she moved her index finger to her clit and softly rubbed the little pink nub.

April sat on the bed completely mesmorized. She'd never seen another female in such a setting and couldn't help but begin to feel herself becoming turned on. Cathy's closed eyes didn't reflect her very open pussy lips. April could see the moisture from Cathy's body both on the skin of her vaginal lips as well as on the purple plastic penis—'Eric' as she had called 'him.' April was well aware of the vaginal discharge from her own body but she couldn't recall seeing her own body producing the quantity that was slowly oozing from Cathy's own pussy.

As Cathy slowly pulled the vibrator in and out of her pussy, she continued to rub her clit with her left hand's fingers. She had quickly entered into a zone of sexual bliss and had almost forgotten her friend and neighbor was sitting only a few feet away from her. Never before had Cathy masturbated in front of another female—her husband was the only person who'd ever seen her pleasure herself and that hadn't happened in many years.

As the minutes passed, Cathy cracked her eyes and saw her friend staring at her pussy. April was completely unaware that Cathy was looking at her as she was so engrossed in watching the vibrator in Cathy's pussy. Saying nothing Cathy closed her eyes again and reverted back to her sexual bliss. 'Eric' continued to hum and 'his' in-and-out rhythm was clearly pulling Cathy towards an orgasm. Cathy took her left hand from her groin and reached up to her right breast, gently squeezing her erect nipple through the cotton cup of her bra. "Why didn't I take my bra off earlier?" she thought momentarily before removing her hand from her hard nipple and directing it back to her erect clit, which was now very moist.

Cathy could sense her vaginal juices were running down her butt crack and she sensed the bed sheet she was laying on was getting damp as well. She lifted her butt a few inches and readjusted her torso without removing 'Eric' from her pussy. Cathy could sense her orgasm was only moments away.

As April watched her friend tense her body and lift up to readjust herself, she realized her own right hand was at her left breast and was tweaking her own nipple through the T-shirt and bra that covered her body. For a split second she thought she should take her hand off her own breast but realized that wasn't possible. April was far too sexually excited to simply sit with her hands folded as if in church.

Cathy was oblivious to her friend's physical pleasuring. Her eyes remained closed and her body began to signal to her of the impending orgasm. Cathy continue to move 'Eric' in and out at the same rate but her fingers directing pleasure to her clit sped up. Cathy sensed her breathing began to get shorter and shorter and her leg muscles began to tense.

April could sense a change in her friend's sexual state of bliss. An orgasm was nearing and April wondered what her response should be? Should she remain silent or encourage Cathy through the peak of orgasm? She'd never seen another female have an orgasm but from her own personal experience with such pleasure, she couldn't help but sit with an envious gaze at her friend as Cathy's hand continued to maneuver the vibrator in her vagina as her body began to tense up.

Cathy felt a tidal wave of pleasure building up. Oblivious to the fact her friend and neighbor was at her feet watching her as she continued to masturbate, Cathy closed her eyes tighter and sped up the rubbing of her clit while not changing the motion or speed of movements of 'Eric' in her pussy.

"Oooohhhhhh..." she grunted out as she climaxed. Taking a trio of deep breaths, her legs tensed up and then unwound like a rubber band being loosened. Her body was covered in a thin sheen of perspiration as the spasms in her pussy slowed. She thought momentarily, "I should have put a towel underneath—the sheets are soaked."

As Cathy fell back to reality she opened her eyes. Momentarily while in the throws of her orgasm, she'd turned off the world so it was a tiny bit of reality to open her eyes and see her friend sitting at her feet with a look of wonderment on her face. April hardly blinked—she just starred at Cathy and, as Cathy's chest expanded and contracted as she caught her breath, smiled at what she had just seen.

"April? I, uh, I...I don't know what to say."

After a pause, April replied: "Cathy that was about the sexiest thing I've ever seen. If you can get an orgasm like THAT, I think I'm going to have to get one of those!" referring to the purple vibrator.

Cathy felt like sleeping but instead she slowly pulled the vibrator from her pussy. Covered with her discharge juices, she reached with her left hand to shut the device off so it went silent. Cathy pulled the vibrator up to look at it and then saw April gazing at the plastic pleasure device as well.

"What the hell?" Cathy thought to herself and, with her friend watching, Cathy opened her mouth and inserted the well lubricated vibrator in her mouth. Tasting her own juices that covered the plastic device took her back to when she first learned of tasting her sexual fluids. Her tongue blatantly wrapped around the purple pleasuring device several times so as to allow April the opportunity to see Cathy making sure it was well cleaned by its owner's own mouth.

April had never thought to taste herself so seeing Cathy put the obviously sexually wet vibrator in her own mouth was a shock to her. It seemed so "nasty" to April but also quite erotic as well. She was now quite horny in her own way, certain the cotton crotch of her panties was soaked. She could feel the moisture without even touching down there with her fingers. It had been a long time since April was this aroused!

It was clear to the redhead that this wasn't the first time that Cathy had done this—she'd now seen her friend put the plastic purple penis in her mouth twice in a very short period of time—so Cathy was obviously less concerned about what her friend might think that April would have been. Pulling the vibrator from her mouth Cathy made a loud noise, emphasizing the fact she'd just sucked and licked it clean of her own juices.

With a smile Cathy looked April in the eyes and said, "So now it's your turn April. Are you ready?"

To be continued...