This is a continuation of the story Our New Neighbors. The previous story established the characters: Bob and Sherry-husband & wife, mid and early thirties, bi-sexual swingers; Phil & Betty, the new neighbors, same ages, also bi-sexual swingers; and Hillary, mysterious bi-sexual, door-to-door lingerie saleslady. Your invited to read Our New Neighbors before reading this sequel. This story picks up after sexual encounters between the new neighbor ladies and Hillary and both couples. Enjoy!
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Sherry sat in her kitchen drinking her second cup of coffee while day-dreaming about Bob's 8½ " cock and the amazing feeling she experienced just one hour earlier as Bob shoved it in and out of her ass. What a way to start the day! She finished him off by gulping down all of his cum as she cleaned his hard dick with her mouth. She was still wet. Bob left the house weak-kneed and promising to take care of her steaming hot pussy as soon as he walked through the door after work. Those thoughts were the source of her wet pussy and the glassy-eyed look in her beautiful blue eyes.
Sherry was rudely awakened from her wonderful dream by the sound of the Westminster doorbell chimes. Who the hell could that be this early, she thought somewhat annoyed.
She pulled her terry cloth robe together, tied the belt and went to answer the door. She was completely naked underneath the robe and had not yet showered, fixed her hair, made up her face or done any of her getting ready-for-the-world routine. She was sure the smell of fresh sex still lingered on her body, but expected to dismiss this inconsiderate visitor in short order.
She peeked through the spy-hole in the oversized solid oak door and was surprised to see the smiling and very attractive face of her long-time neighbor, Melody. Melody was fiftyish, married to a very wealthy, distinguished CEO of a local software company also in his fifties. They had been the neighborhood's first residents and well liked by all. Sherry didn't really know either of them well, but really liked them and thought they were a really cool and very attractive couple. She and Bob had often remarked about how fit Melody and Robert were for their age and wondered if they had any interest in sexual activities outside their marriage. There had never been an opportunity to find out, but the curiosity was still active.
Anyway, Sherry opened the door wide and with her most engaging simile cheerfully said, "Melody, what a lovely surprise! Please come in and excuse my appearance, but I've just been too lazy to get ready for the world yet."
Melody sheepishly said, "You look beautiful as always, and please forgive me for interrupting your morning, but I saw Bob leave and was sure you were awake. I just stopped by to ask you a question and I promise I won't stay long."
"Nonsense." said Sherry, "I'm delighted you're here. I was just enjoying my morning coffee. If you can stand looking at me, you're welcome to stay as long as you like. We don't get a chance to visit that often and I so enjoy you when we do. How do you take your coffee, or do you prefer tea?"
"Coffee's fine and I like it black" Melody replied as Sherry took her by the hand and led her back to the kitchen.
As Sherry tended to the coffee, she invited Melody to be seated at the breakfast nook table. Melody couldn't help but notice that Sherry was apparently nude under her short terrycloth robe. As Sherry reached up to retrieve a cup and saucer, her robe rode up her ass and exposed beautifully shaped butt cheeks and a quick, teasing peek at what appeared to be a very wet cunt. Melody also couldn't help but notice the twinge in her own pussy as she watched this beautiful creature move around the kitchen so gracefully. Melody licked her lips and wondered, once again, what it would be like to taste her. And was that cum she smelled? Would that explain the streaks down Sherry's legs?
Sherry bounced over to the breakfast nook and as she placed the coffee in front of Melody, she said, "So, what's the question?"
"Huh? Question?" said a distracted Melody. "Oh, of course, I'm sorry my mind wandered a bit. That seems to happen more and more lately." She laughed as she looked up into Sherry's captivating eyes. "I think I'm starting to exhibit the early symptoms of Alzheimer's!"
"Melody, you look and act younger than anyone I know. I only hope I'm in as good shape and as gorgeous as you when I'm your age." Sherry said with a smile and sincerity.
"Why thank you. You're so sweet to say that, honey." Melody replied. "Anyhoo, my question. I was just wondering if that saleslady, Hillary, stopped by to see you. She visited me last week and I wanted to contact her to order more lingerie, but I failed to get her business card."
Sherry noticed that Melody was obviously more than a little uncomfortable, appeared to be blushing and was not looking her in the eye when she asked the question. After her own experience with Hillary and the new neighbor lady, Betty, Sherry wondered if there was something about Melody that she didn't know! Could it be possible? Could this middle-aged beauty be a cunt licker like her? Good god, she was getting wet all over again just thinking about that possibility.
"You know, Melody, Hillary didn't come by here, but I did meet her at Betty's, you know our new neighbor. We all had a good time looking over her stuff, but I have to admit, I really didn't think about getting her business card. Now that you mentioned it, I have no idea how to reach her. Maybe Betty does. When we're done here, we could drop by and ask her."
As she spoke, Sherry took a seat on a barstool at the kitchen counter directly across from Melody. The stool was just high enough that her crotch was at eye level. As she sat down, she flipped the robe back so she didn't sit on it and spread her legs just enough to expose her hairy pussy to her sexy visitor. She was determined to find out if her suspicions were correct and she knew exactly how to do it.
Melody's eyes locked in on the wet furry cunt that seemed right in her face. She could see the moisture glistening on the slightly opened lips and, once again, was sure she got a whiff of the lovely and erotic smell of fresh cum and pussy juice.
Melody cleared her throat and said, "Okay, that sounds like a plan. Are you sure Betty's up and around this early?" Her eyes never left their target. She could feel her nipples hardening, her breathing deepening, her face heating up and her cunt juices flowing. My god, she thought, I want this bitch! She's so fucking hot!
Sherry has seen enough. Any doubts were completely erased and she was ready to make her move. She slid off the stool and let her robe fall open exposing her entire, aching body to Melody. She slowly walked over behind Melody and began lightly massaging her shoulders and neck. She bent over and said into to Melody's ear, "Melody, I know what you want you filthy whore, and I want you too. I've wanted this from the first moment I saw you. I also know why you want to reach Hillary. You fucked her didn't you, you nasty cunt. Betty and I did too. Now I'm going fuck you, you slutty whore."