I don't know what happened- one minute I was sitting there working on the lawnmower, the next minute the neighbor was kneeling between my knees, slobbing my knob like she was starving for jism.
I looked around nervously, wondering if anyone was watching. It was a fair bet, because I was sitting on the bench on the side of my house- right next to her house. From where I sat I could see three other houses across the street, and looking towards the back yard, I could look into two more.
Suzy was energetically bobbing her head up and down on my rod, one hand wrapped fiercely around the base of my tool, the other fondling my nuts. She had simply walked around the corner of her garage, pushed my mower away, and tugged down my shorts, with not a word said from either of us.
My wife was right in the house- she could walk out at any moment. That kind of just added to the thrill, though, and I felt that wonderful tingling sensation deep inside my balls as I felt my cum already rising.
Then her husband walked around the corner, following her. "Suzy!" He cried. "What are you doing?"
She never missed a beat,- so to speak- with her mouth, but she flung out an arm and flipped him off. This was just getting weirder and weirder.
Then she pulled off me just long enough to snarl at him: "Fuck you, you asshole. I'm doing a real man now." She made a lovely O-shaped circle with her mouth and slid it back down over my shaft again.
Hmm, I thought- a lover's quarrel. Me and my wife had ours from time to time like everyone else, but this was definitely taking a different direction than any of ours had ever done.
Dan looked around desperately. He was a geeky sort of guy, tall and thin "Honey, please. You're going to get arrested out here. Can't we talk about this inside?"
She pulled off again and looked up at me. Her pretty blue eyes were full of fury, but also full of lust. "yes- maybe we should take this inside..." she said.
I nodded and helped her up, pulling up my shorts. I towered over her, and had several inches on her husband too. She grabbed my hand and tugged me along, passing her husband and around the corner into their garage.
I shrugged helplessly at Dan as I passed, and I saw that he was almost in tears. As I rounded the corner I glanced back at my house, relieved to not find my wife standing there in front yard loading the shotgun.
We went thru the ridiculously neat garage and into the house, entering the kitchen. She led me to the living room and wheeled on me, looking up and throwing her arms over my shoulders, her head tilted up for a kiss.
I heard Dan come in behind us as I lifter her off the ground, high enough to kiss her passionately. She wrapped her legs around my waist and I carried her over to the couch, turning to sit with her in my lap.
I nuzzled her ear and whispered. "You really want to do this in front of your husband?" I asked.
Suzy grabbed my hand and pulled it onto her tit- she wasn't wearing a bra over her little half T-shirt, and my paw covered her smallish, pointy tit. I caressed it and felt the nipple jut out into my palm.