Thy Neighbors Wife Ch 03

After the lead in explanations of what had happened, it didn't take much more for him to see what I was thinking. If I could climb into bed with Suzie, cuddle up from behind, have her willingly let me fuck her, and then fall asleep -- what if it had been Larry instead of me? If Lara could fall asleep with her mask and earplugs in, horny and ready to fuck, what if I'd climbed into bed instead of him, spread her legs and feasted on her pussy and fucked her silly -- all with her mask and earplugs in -- and never knowing it was me?

"It'll never work," Larry's response just telling me he'd paid at least a little attention to my thoughts of a plan.

"That's what I thought originally. It'll take some getting used to the thought, some planning and training. You will have to become me, so much so that Suzie won't notice the difference, and I'll have to become you. We'll need to become virtually interchangeable but if we do, don't you think it could work?"

"Not a chance." His negative thoughts were exactly as mine had been when I first conceived the idea.

"How tall are you?" I asked, moving his mind into specifics from the imaginative.

"Six foot."

"Me too. About a half inch over. How much do you weigh?

"About 190."

"185 for me. Five pounds difference. Physically we're almost the same. Do you think either of our wives could tell the difference from just that?"

He thought about it, and shook his head no.

"What toothpaste do you use?"

"Huh? Colgate, why?"

"It's going to be the nose that knows. Think about it, if you walked up behind Lara without knowing it was her, how close would you have to be before you recognized her smell? When you climb into bed behind Suzie, you're going to have to feel like me, and especially smell like me. You're going to have to touch her the way that I touch her. You're going to have to play with her nipples the way I play with her nipples. If you kiss her, you're going to have to taste like me. If you do anything different than I do, smell different, taste different -- you're going to give yourself away. Even with a mask and earplugs, Lara's nose is going to identify that I smell different. What deodorant do you use?"

"Uh, Gillette."

"Old Spice."

"Oh, you know, Lara's commented once or twice that she likes the smell of Old Spice."

"She's probably smelled it on me. So why are you still using Gillette?"

"It's just what I've always used since I was a kid."

"If you're going to fuck my wife and get away with it, you're going to have to start using Old Spice."

"It'll never fly."

"That's what Wilbur said to Orville before they flew for the first time. It'll never fly, Orville. And then it did."

I had a new Old Spice roll-on deodorant that I gave to Larry, he had a new tube of Colgate that he gave to me. Every time I did anything during the week that had an odor to it, I noted it down, told Larry, and he did the same to me. Chew some gum? We decided on a flavor, and began chewing regularly so our wives would notice the similar flavors. The first night, he noticed the smell of shampoo; I went and bought matching shampoo the next day. By the time the weekend came around, I could tell that he nearly smelled the same as me.

~

We had another poker game the following week, but unlike our last one, Danny went out early, along with me this time, and I listened to him complain about "how close he'd been to cleaning me out that last time." He brought up his pocket kings as "proof", but then "the cards" had just quit coming. I nodded and agreed, inwardly shaking my head as he really had no clue that he'd just been lucky. By 11:30 Pete had the big pile in front of him, and Larry surprisingly took second. We escorted the others (at least the three that were still there, the others already having left) to the door and bid goodbye. Larry bid adieu, saying he had to go home and see if Lara had her sexy little nothing on to entice him, and I shut the lights off behind and went upstairs.

"Did you win?" Suzie asked as I stepped into the bedroom. She was lying in bed, head up on the pillow and headboard reading. Although we normally sleep naked, tonight she had on a diaphanous little nothing, her ever present nipples poking through the cloth.

"I must have, look at the sexy prize that I won!" I said, reaching down and stroking across her nipples, my fingers tweaking her jewels. "Shall I go take a quick shower?"

"You better," she answered, "I've been waiting for you."

I knew she had, and couldn't help but wonder if Larry was experiencing something similar.

~

"She hadn't yet put her mask and earplugs on," Larry confided to me the following day, "but she had her little come-fuck-me nightie on."

"Ok, so? What do we do about that? Have you ever fucked her with her mask on?"

"No."

"Then how about some role play? Ever talked about playing or fucking with someone else? Imagining being in bed with someone else?"

"Of course. Don't you?"

"Of course, I think everyone does sooner or later. So... build it into your sex play. Some night when she's already got her earplugs and mask on, make love to her and make her keep them on. Tell her to make pretend that you're someone else, and to leave them on."

"She normally doesn't put them on until after we've made love."

"You're going to have to change that. When I fuck her, she's got to think it's normal to keep them on. Do you talk when you're fucking?"

"Oh God yes. We always tell each other when we're about to cum, when we're doing something right with the other."

"Well, you've got to come up with a way to normalize

not

doing that. We might be able to fool them physically, but they'll know our voices. Whenever she starts to talk, kiss her, devour her mouth -- force her to be quiet. When you're going to cum, do the same, devour her mouth so you or she can't say anything. She's got to learn this isn't abnormal."

"I don't know, Adam. I don't think it'll ever fly."

"It'll fly, Orville. It'll fly."

"Come on," I told Larry, a month later after our next poker game. Again, it had gone a bit longer than normal, nearly 1 am before we finished up. I'd lollygagged around for another half hour, cleaning up, and just delaying. My intent was to make sure Lara had given up and gone to sleep, to check on the timing. Larry's reporting that the last time she hadn't had her mask and earplugs on had left me a bit worried.

"You're coming with me?" Larry asked, a bit perplexed.

"A dry run. See if Lara has gone to sleep or not."

I followed Larry across the lawn to their backdoor, this time without having to half-carry Larry up the stairs. He led the way up their stairs, me carefully and slowly climbing just a step behind him. Turning quietly down the hall toward their room, Larry came to a stop at the door -- suddenly stopping and putting his hand out to stop me. I heard a groan and moan from the bedroom, and rightly assumed they were sexual in nature, and had come from Lara. Standing in view of the room like he had to be, it dawned on me that Lara must not be looking. "Mask?" I mouthed to Larry, and when he nodded, I moved forward a bit -- his hand still indicating to stop, but he allowed me to push his hand aside. Now able to see through the door, just as he had, I could now see Lara.

She was in bed, the sheets and blanket laid aside. Her legs were raised at the knees and spread, her hand between her legs, masturbating. One hand was underneath her top, squeezing her breast, her other inside her panty visibly rubbing her clit and pussy. It seemed strange, if her nipples weren't that responsive, why was she squeezing her tit?

Her mask and earplugs already in place, it was obvious that once again she'd waited patiently for Larry -- and had finally given in to give herself an orgasm and go to sleep.

"This is good," I whispered into Larry's ear after stepping back from the doorway. "Go in and fuck her like you have practiced. I need to watch, to see how you do it, how you touch her, so I can imitate you when the time comes."

"Oh God no," he whispered back. "Just go."

"I've got to watch," I whispered, shaking my head in the negative, "I've got to be able to imitate your every move. I've got to

be

you. And," I paused suddenly realizing that although I'd considered going the other way, until now it hadn't quite been real, "you'll have to come watch Suzie and me, to imitate me, to

be

me." He looked at me, his eyes big as he realized what I was saying. "Go! Make love to your wife. If you want to fuck my wife, I'm going to fuck yours. Make sure you don't say

anything,

and she doesn't take her mask off."

My own heart was pounding as he stood and looked at me. Was he going to do this, or tell me to rot in hell? His eyes were on me, evaluating that this was one more step away from normality, and then I saw it click. He wanted to fuck Suzie... at any cost, which meant that I was going to fuck his wife, which was my price. I was indeed going to have to pretend to be him.

Larry stepped over to the same chair that I'd dropped his clothes on when I had to put him to bed. He quietly turned and sat to take his shoes off, silently setting them on the floor. Standing again he pulled his shirt and pants off, laying them across the arm of the chair before slipping his underwear off. He'd managed to be completely silent; I hadn't even heard the swish of clothes on his legs as he'd slipped his pants off, and he turned presenting me a sideways profile of his body.

I hadn't seen a fully erect man in person since my buddy and I masturbated together way back in school days. Sure, Suzie and I have watched some porn together, so I'd seen erections without a doubt, but there is something a bit different about seeing an erection in person. For the first time, the obvious possible problem was front and center in the bobbing cock on my friend walking around the bed towards his wife. Larry wanted to sink his cock into my wife, and I wanted to sink mine into his wife -- but what if we were substantially different? I was circumcised, but was Larry? As far as I knew, I was "normal" in size and in circumference, but was Larry? If not, would our wives know the difference or be able to feel the difference? I found myself staring hard at Larry's exposed cock, relieved to see that he was probably circumcised, and essentially the same size as me, perfectly normal. The only difference I could see was that his erection was probably almost painfully hard, as it was angled upward from his body, something that only happened to me when I was extremely aroused.

Larry paid no attention to me, not even looking, just walked around the end of the bed, his erect cock bobbing with each step.

I wasn't sure how he would approach Lara. Her self-pleasuring was over, her legs now lying flat on the bed, still spread wide, totally unaware that Larry and her next-door neighbor were there. She did indeed have on her come-fuck-me nightie, her fingers were now just resting again on her clit, just as I'd seen her last time, confirming as I'd surmised that she'd masturbated before I'd gotten there.

She didn't hear Larry approach, but jumped with a start when his hand reached down and touched her arm. "Larry?" she said slightly fearful, her hand reaching for the blindfold. He reached for and grabbed her hand, preventing her from pulling it off, leaned in and covered her mouth with his. He said they'd made love a couple of times now with the blindfold in place, and several times he'd devoured her mouth to keep her quiet while making love, so apparently, she now recognized these moves.

I expected there would be some type of foreplay. Fondling her breasts, or sucking at her nipples whether they were erect or not, cupping that exquisite ass, even just slipping a finger into her pussy to make sure she was wet. Granted I knew she'd just masturbated so was probably wet, and I'd just seen Larry and there was no doubt that he was totally erect, but he didn't do any of that. Rolling up onto the bed and onto Lara, he positioned his legs between hers, reached down to grip his cock, now hidden by their legs, and aimed it to her pussy where I could tell he worked himself inside. His cock found her opening, and apparently, she was wet enough. In and out, once... twice... hard, and by the third stroke I could see he'd bottomed out. Lara's legs moved, wrapping around and up and over his, her hands coming down to grip his ass. Larry's mouth never left hers, and with just a couple of more thrusts I could tell he was coming. He bottomed out and stopped his movements, pulled back a bit and thrust into her hard once again, stopping when he was bottomed out, and then again -- a third time.

I realized he was done, he'd emptied his seed inside his wife, and he was done.

I was also sure that he had done nothing for Lara. She'd responded and assisted him, but there was no way she had come.

Turning, I eased myself back down the hall and down the stairs, quietly letting myself back out. I stopped, shaking my head at what I'd just seen. From the time he touched the bed, touched his wife, until he'd stopped the fucking, couldn't have been two minutes. Talk about a quickie! I pondered what I'd seen, realizing that if I was to duplicate what he'd just done, so that she didn't know it was me -- I'd have to greatly change my style -- and especially he was going to need to alter his ways or Suzie was going to know

he

wasn't me.

I thought about my own lovemaking with Suzie. I always played with her nipples, with my hands and with my mouth. One of my judges of her arousal, along with her wetness, was how long her nipples got. Larry was dying to suck on them, I guessed he wouldn't have much problem with just playing with her nipples. I loved to stroke Suzie's belly, fondle her bottom, even rub my cock against her butt cheeks, running it through the cleft of her ass. Truly that was one of my favorite positions, snuggling in behind her like I had after our last poker game, pressing my cock against her ass, reaching over and fondling her nipples, fondling her clit, until she raised a leg and reached between to grip my cock and slide me forward inside her from behind. We would cum, and then she'd often beg me to just stay inside her, where we'd fall asleep locked together. I couldn't help but wonder again -- had Lara cum? I thought not, was actually pretty sure that except for her self-induced orgasm before Larry got there, she hadn't.

~

The light was out, Suzie was almost asleep when I crawled into bed. I found out she was still slightly awake when she said, "Did you win?"

"Not this time. I contributed to the boys."

"Humm... Did you have fun?"

"We always have fun," I answered, slipping my arm over her side, my hand finding her nipple. She shivered.

"Umm, that's nice," she cooed.

"I love your nipples," I said, sliding my arm and hand further down to play with the lower one. In turn her arm came back over her side to find my cock.

"Ummm, I like it when you're hard."

"I like it when I'm hard and inside you." I lowered my hand down her body, stroking her belly, finding the heat of her pussy as my finger slipped between her labia, rising back up until my fingertip found her clit. She shivered to my touch, but she hadn't yet raised her leg to take me in.

I don't know what it was that made me think about Larry, and what it was that he wanted to do with Suzie. He wanted to suck her nipples, he wanted to fuck her, but taking her from behind wouldn't be that easy if he was going to suck her nipples. Although I loved to do that too, and she always loved it when I did, there was no way that taking her from behind and sucking her nipples joined in the middle with crawling into bed late at night. Certainly we were going to have to wait a bit longer, she hadn't been totally asleep when I came in, and we had no plans for Suzie to wear a blindfold -- it was going to have to be totally just in the dark. I was going to have to do something different if that was going to happen.

I leaned in and kissed Suzie's shoulder and then pushed it down, moving her more onto her back before I leaned in and sucked her nipple into my mouth. "Oh God! That feels so good," she responded, her body writhing like a cat being stroked. My hand rose to her other nipple with my mouth on her near one, both of them obviously now longer. Now supine on her back, I leaned across and suckled her other nipple, moving my hand to her near one. "God that's so nice," she said again followed by an "mmm" of pleasure. I moved my hand to her pussy and, this time, she was wet. I sank my finger into her pussy coating my finger with her moisture and drew it up to her clit. She shivered and suddenly I had a strong desire to suckle her clit. I pulled away from her breasts and kissed down her belly, constantly lowering myself, and then spread her legs so I was lying between them, and let my tongue begin pleasuring her. I ran my tongue between her labia, down to her vagina to taste her nectar and then back up. I felt her hands near my face and when I rose back towards her clit, her hands were there, spreading her labia to expose her clit for me.

"Oh! That's so good!" she moaned as my tongue slithered around and over it, "I love it when you eat me." I pursed my lips, pressing them against her labia and over her clit, sealing them and sucking, eliciting a moan from her. "Turn! Come up here so I can suck you too! I want to suck your cock!"

Damn. As much as I love her blowjobs, how was this going to work if she did this with Larry? How could we have Larry fucking her without her knowing it? Certainly, I could visualize me fucking Lara without Lara knowing it, but Larry with Suzie? If we were having this much conversation, she was certain to hear his voice and know it wasn't me. I didn't move so she could suck me, instead doubled down on my oral pleasuring, the shivers and shudders in her body increasing until suddenly she convulsed in orgasm.

Immediately after she came I rolled over her legs and lifted the near one, moving her back onto her side, and moved my own body up behind her once again, my cock slipping into the crack of her butt. She pivoted her hips up and down a bit, caressing my cock with her bottom, her arm reaching over to hold it hard between her ass cheeks. When I reached down and touched her upper leg, she automatically raised it and reached between her legs to grip me and move my cock forward to her pussy. After having eaten her, I found her wetter than usual, and easily slipped inside, eliciting another "Oh my God you feel so good."

She

felt so good too. Unwanted, the image of Larry's cock slipping inside his wife, her legs wrapping over the back of his, pulling him inside her came to mind. Despite his desire to suckle Suzie's nipples, I knew that when it came to actually fucking, it was going to have to be from behind like this.

Unusually, Suzie was much more responsive than she normally was when we had a leisurely fuck from behind like this. I worked myself to orgasm, her body still quivering and shuddering occasionally. When I thrust hard inside and stopped, my seed spilling into her womb, she moaned in protest. "Oh God, Adam! Finger my clit, I'm almost there!" I did, and she was right, I barely touched her clit when she again shuddered hard in orgasm.

I fell asleep with my not quite so hard, but not yet soft, cock inside my wife.