I pray my husband never finds this, but I needed to tell someone. My mind and heart have been imploding on themselves, but I have no idea what to do to alleviate some of this stress.
It was six months ago when our new neighbor, Alondra, moved in next door. She had just divorced her husband after 5 years and needed a fresh start. At first, we would only see each other as we walked from our front doors to our cars but never had a full conversation. But when my husband, Chris, received a promotion at work, Alondra and I began spending more time together.
One morning after Chris left for work, I watched dishes, stuck in a mental haze over how boring my life had gotten within the past couple of months. Chris and I used to be adventurers- from skydiving to traveling to France on a whim. Neither of us wanted kids, so we figured we would put our hearts into experiencing as many things as possible. I miss those days. But after three years of marriage and trying to make something of himself, he finally landed his dream IT career and has been climbing the ladder as best as he could. I, on the other hand, put more energy into online interior design consulting.
The sight of Alondra jogging past my house snapped me back to the present moment. She had such an amazing body- obviously with the way she takes care of herself. I would work out more too if I were single, but I just do not have that kind of motivation anymore.
My mind pondered the thought of what she looked like without clothes for an embarrassingly long time. I must have washed the same dish twice.
Finishing with cleaning the kitchen, I allowed myself to think more of Alondra. I knew she was attractive, but I had never had any sexual thoughts about her before. Much less a woman in general. I mean...in college I kissed a few girls, but that was only because it turned my boyfriend at the time on.
But as I got older, and the longer I stayed married, the more fleeting thoughts of being eaten out by a woman entered my head. They never stuck, but today, not even a hypnotist could get me to admit these thoughts out loud.
Amidst my daydreaming, my cellphone rang.
"Hello?" I asked.
"Hey Amber!"
I immediately recognized the voice. How did she know that I was thinking about her? Energy is real because how is it that I couldn't stop thinking about her just now and now she's calling me?
"Oh, hey, Alondra! How are you?" I said, trying to sound confident.
"I'm great! I was wondering if you wanted to come over for wine later. I'm bored at my house and could really use the girl time."
Chris already told me he would be home late tonight because of some new software that he has to learn and train his team. So, I didn't see why I couldn't spend some harmless girl time with the neighbor.
"That sounds lovely, I can be over at around 7, does that work for you?"
"That is perfect! See ya then!"
I held my breath as I hung up the phone. Even her voice was starting to turn me on, but I quickly dashed that notion away. I loved Chris, and thinking about another person like this especially a woman- was not morally correct.
With three hours to spare, I crawled into my bed and lifted my ass in the air. My pussy yearned to be touched, and playing with it would calm me down enough for tonight. I wrapped my hand underneath my belly and stuck two fingers deep inside of myself, drowning in my own wetness. Oh my God. My mouth watered at the thought of Alondra's fingers being inside of me. Oh, how I wanted to her deep in my cunt with her tongue flicking and licking my swollen clit.
I pumped my fingers until I collapsed on my bed and flooded all over my hand. Lightening still coursed through my body. Chris and I haven't been intimate in months and it was driving me crazy, but of course I could not let him know that. He would try to spin it on me and make it seem as if I haven't been trying to fuck him every night for the last few weeks. So, I pleasured myself whenever I got the chance.
Even without a drop of wine in my system, my head spun as I stepped inside of Alondra's home. It was bright and beige-nothing but nude colors. Even though basic colors don't show a lot of personality, nude colors still created such a sexy atmosphere. Alondra dressed to match her house- an off-white halter top and brown biker shorts that were so tight, you could easily make out a camel toe.
"Hey, girl!" She grabbed my shoulders and brought me in for a big hug. I tried my best not to focus on her boobs rubbing against mine, but it felt so good. I hope she didn't notice how hard my nipples got.
"Hey, Alondra. I brought a bottle of cabernet; I hope you like it!" I handed her the bottle, and she smiled so that all her teeth showed. Those pearly whites fit so nicely with her beautiful face and short brown hair.
"That's perfect! I didn't know what you liked, so I thought we could try this Apple wine together too," she said.
She led me to her minimally decorated, all white kitchen and sat me on the island in the middle. In a swift motion, she grabbed two wine glasses from the cupboard and opened my wine first.
My heart raced as the worst concepts spun around my brain. I wanted to pour some of the wine in her exposed belly button and suck it out. But of course, I'd have to strip her naked first to not stain her cute little outfit.
She handed me a half full glass and I took a small sip. If I wanted to play it safe, I didn't want to get too drunk. I had to have some sort of control.
We talked for nearly thirty minutes about small stuff about ourselves. Just the usual surface conversation about our love lives and what would've been doing had we been younger. But then something shifted as we kept drinking and opening up about our lives.
"The last time I visited Canada, I met this lady at a ski resort," Alondra started saying as she giggled like a little schoolgirl.
"She was a little older than me, but insanely beautiful. Her room had a fireplace, so when she invited me up, of course I took her up on that offer. I was looking to experiment anyways. Especially after Derrick left me for that slut," she paused to take a sip of her wine. "So, hey, why not give women a shot and see what all the hype was about!"
We laughed, and she put her hand on top of mine. I shuddered at the gentle touch, but I wanted more of it.
For the next hour, she went into detail about her experience, and I listened with such intensity. I don't even think I paid my own mother this attention.
"How about you? Have you ever been with a chick before?" She asked me, waking me out of my daze.
"Oh uh...I've only ever made out with a couple girls back in college, but since then I've only been with Chris."
She pouted her lips and put her hand on my thigh. My leggings were thin, so I could feel like warmth of her skin on me.
"Oh honey, have you only ever been Chris? I mean he seems like a great guy and all, but you're HOT! I would've thought you'd been with all kinds of people."
Surprisingly, this was the first time I really thought about that. I knew I was attractive and could've been with anyone I wanted, but Chris was the only man I ever felt comfortable having inside of me.
"I mean, he was my first and only. I just never really gave it much thought."
