This is a story about my neighbor.
My neighbor from two doors down is so damn hot, and I kinda feel like if I just fuck him once or twice a month then I'll be set
The problem is that my husband and I barely have sex anymore. Nothing I do seems to excite him. I've tried to get him in the mood multiple times in multiple ways. I've taken sexy photos and sent them to him while he's working. I've cooked dinner for him butt ass naked. I've tried playing with his morning wood, doing lap dances, I even thought of asking my friend Sarah to join us for a threesome. Nothing worked. Eventually I decided against suggesting the threesome, because no matter what I've done he's shown no interest. He acts like nothing's happening.
But then there's my neighbor. Let's call him Troy. He's so damn hot, and I've seen him checking me out a few times. Every time we talk I get the sense that he's flirting with me. He certainly knows how to make me laugh. He's definitely a ladies man and not just unique to me as he's always bringing new dates over every few weeks. And like I said, he's so damn hot. Six foot four, muscular, and black. I've never been with a black man before, but I've always wanted to see if the stereotype is true. A few friends have told me it is.
My husband was away pretty much all day on Friday the seventeenth, while I had the day off. It'd be so easy. I could just go one door down the hall for a few hours and finally be satisfied. It would be so easy. Why shouldn't I?
Of course I had to try.
So after my husband left in the morning, I went over to Troy's place to borrow a pitcher. I was only wearing my underwear and a kimono nightgown that I had tied up. I knocked on the door, so nervous with anticipation.
He opened the door... and my knees turned to jelly. He was shirtless, only wearing boxers. He'd clearly just been working out, and he smelled soooo good. I was wet immediately. I abandoned the pitcher pretense, untied my kimono, and reached over to his junk. I started stroking it gently, and told him that my husband wouldn't be back until late that night. He grabbed me, kissed me, and pulled me inside, closing the door behind me.