I would like to tell you a story about my neighbor Raven. Raven was the most beautiful woman I had ever met. Her skin was the color of golden honey, her eyes were deep pools of chocolate that you could get lost in. Her long silky, black hair made her look angelic from the way that it had framed her face. She had deep dimples that gave her an even more youthful appearance. That just made her all the more sexy to me. I had met her fiancΓ© at the grocery store. I thought he had looked familiar, so I approached him and started talking about football. We discovered that we lived on the same street and shared a lot of the same interests. I told him I would come by in a few days so maybe we could have a few drinks.
I called first and Raven told me that he hadn't made it home from work yet. Her voice sounded so sensual over the phone that I just had to see what she looked like. About ten minutes later I decided I would go over to see if he was home yet. I knocked on the door. It took her a minute to open it. When she opened it, her face was all flushed.
"Hi." I said.
She looked at me surprised. I guess she wasn't expecting company.
"Hi?" she replied puzzled.
I knew she had no idea who I was, and she probably wondered what I was doing knocking at her door so late in the evening.
"I'm Jeremy from up the street." I told her.
She just looked at me with those chocolatey brown eyes of hers. She licked her already moist, pouty lips.
"I'm Raven." she replied cheerily.
She had shampoo in her hair and all over her hands.
"I'm sorry we can't shake hands," she said, "they're all soapy." she let out a soft chuckle.
She had the most sexy laugh. Everything about her made me want to melt then and there.
"I just wondered if Brian made it home yet." I stated.
"Not yet." she replied. "Would you like to come in?" she asked me.
"Sure."
She closed the door behind us. She had on some short shorts. I couldn't tell if she was wearing panties or a thong, but she had a perfect ass. The kind that could make an onion cry. She brought me a cold beer while we waited for Brian to come home.
The whole time that we sat together, I wanted to kiss her. Her lips looked so soft. She wore a lot of gloss and I would have given alomst anything for a kiss. Her lips were so shiny I could see my own reflection in them.
Finally Brian came home. Had he taken any longer, I probably would have jumped on her like a hungry dog.
We watched a little bit of the game that was on, but my mind kept drifting back to Raven. How did he get a girl like that? She was gorgeous. When I got home, my wife Julia could sense something wasn't right about me. For some reason I wanted to make love to her. We made passionate love for an hour before I exploded. It was the most intense orgasm I had ever had with Julia. The sad thing is I was fantasizing about Raven the whole time.
I think Julia could tell that I was distracted, but she didn't ask any questions. I was grateful for that.
For weeks I would call Brian's house just so I could hear her voice. I would call and hang up when she answered. That was always followed by incredible sex with Julia. I would slide myself deep inside Julia and pound her like my life depended on it. I would pull her hair and tell her that she was naughty for teasing me. The sad thing is the whole time I was wishing Julia were Raven.
I wanted to hold her. I wanted to kiss her. I wanted to make mad, passionate love to her. I wanted to know what her soft, silky skin would feel like under my hard, chiseled body. I'm 6'3 and about 210 pounds. She was only like 5'4 maybe 125 pounds. I wanted to caress her soft, golden body.
One day I had to use their bathroom and I noticed her bra and panties in the hamper. I had to know what she smelled like, so I picked up her white lace panties and breathed in her scent. She smelled so good. I had never felt this way about anyone. Not even my bitch of a wife. Her bra said she was 38 c cup. Like I said, she has a nice feminine body. I put her panties into my pocket, and acted like nothing happened.
They started coming over all the time. She had no idea how I felt about her. It was so hard to sit there with my wife and the woman I desired. The longing was the hardest part. Brian and I were now pretty close, and even he had no idea how I felt about his girl.
Well, one night they had a fight and Raven came over to have a few drinks to get her mind off of him.
"I can't believe he hit me." I heard her tell Julia.
Even though she was crying in my wife's arms, I couldn't help but get hard. I sat there trying to conceal my hard-on with a throw pillow. The sight was erotic for me. The sight of both of them hugging. I didn't know how much more I could take.
"I know honey," Julia was saying, "you need to leave his punk ass."
"He never hit me before." Raven sobbed.
I handed her another beer and I put my strong, arms around her. I slid my hand underneath her ass. I don't know if she noticed or not, but she looked up at me and gave me a confused look.