Before you start to read any of my stories, please remember that they are just that, erotic stories, not a suggested lifestyle, and not a documented real life situation.
They can contain wife sharing with multiple partners. If this offends you, read no further. Furthermore if you must read them thinking that it is all true, please be aware that it set on the planet 'Clean' which is free of STD's and unwanted pregnancies. There are no such thing as cheating slut wives, wimp husbands, and broken marriages etc. etc.
If you choose to read on I really hope that you enjoy it, and will take a second to vote, but you have been warned. Do not bother writing to me to tell me the error of my ways, I know all that! Constructive feedback is very welcome, I will always reply and am open to ideas and opinions.
I have now chosen not to accept anonymous comments to avoid the idiots who sit at the gates of an erotic story site moralising. Go and get a life!
Thanks, I hope you enjoy it!
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Cynthia hummed to herself as the last of the late summer sun warmed her back. The trees were already showing signs of their autumnal glow as she busied herself at the far end of the garden, giving the plants a final sort out before winter sets in.
Laughter from the next garden disturbed her peace. She could make out the voices of her neighbours twins, Tim and Tom, but they obviously had friends with them.
Cynthia was curious. Their parents were on holiday in the States for two weeks, so she and James had promised to keep an eye on them, but two days into the trip they already had a garden full of friends.
Cynthia thought about it for a few seconds and then smiled to herself, what was she worrying about, a few friends around in the early afternoon was hardly breaking any rules!
She knelt down to attend to a rose, absentmindedly listening to their chatter as she worked.
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Five minutes later, her attention was caught again as they started to talk about girls. She knew that she shouldn't be listening, but couldn't help herself.
An unknown voice was talking about a girl that he fancied, but he was shouted down by the others. Another unrecognised voice suggested that a girl called Sam was much sexier, but she was also given a vocal 'thumbs down' by the others.
"All right then, tell me who you think is really sexy. Someone that you would really love to fuck!"
Cynthia paused, waiting for the name of a young actress or singer to be proffered.
"No good telling you, you wouldn't know who I meant!"
It was Tim's voice.
"Alright then, Tom, tell me who you'd really like to get into bed?"
She heard Tom laugh. "No good either, it's the same as Tim's choice!"
"Oh for fuck's sake. Twins! Go on then, just tell us!"
"Right, but keep your voice down!"
Cynthia held her breath as she listened intently, but she couldn't hear the whispered answer.
"Cynthia Tracey! Who the fuck is Cynthia Tracey?"
"Shut up man, it's our next door neighbour, they might hear us, you twat!"
Cynthia dropped her trowel in shock, but couldn't help crouching closer to the wooden fence that separated the two gardens.
"Cynthia Tracey!" She heard her name repeated. "Who's she then, you're neighbours daughter?
"No, shut up! It's the woman next door, the wife!"
"Are you telling me that you both fancy an old married woman?"
There was a brief silence, before she heard Tom speak again.
"She's not old, and anyway, you haven't seen her mate. Honestly, it's pure sex on legs. Tell him Tim, we spend half the night wanking just at the thought of her, don't we?"
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Cynthia's head was in a spin as the conversation continued, she could hardly believe that the young teenage twins next door were having such lewd thoughts about her.
Slowly, her imagination began to work overtime. The idea did have a certain appeal! They were two good looking, fit young men.
Just imagine, their two young cocks lusting after her!
As she continued to listen, she was unaware that her hand had slipped between her legs. She caught the sound of the chatter once more.
"So, how are we gonna get to see her then, it's got to be worth it if she's that fucking hot!"
Tim answered.
"OK, I'll tell you what, if you want to get up early tomorrow, well drive into the village and wait in the car park. She runs a shop there and normally arrives about eight thirty.
If we wait you'll be able see her get out of her car and walk to her shop."
"Eight thirty, Christ! OK then, but it had better be worth it!"
***
Cynthia looked flushed when she entered the kitchen from the garden.
"Are you alright Cyn?" I asked with concern.
"Er yes, yes I'm fine, I've just had a bit of a shock that's all!"
She went on to explain what she had heard, but stopped me when I suggested going next door to have a word with them.
"What are you going to do then?"
A mischievous smile crossed her face.
"Well, I was thinking, if they're that keen, I might put on a little show for them, you know, just tease them a little and make it worth their while."
The curiosity was getting to me now.
"So, you're going to tease four eighteen year old lads! O.K. That's sounds like fun, but what have you got in mind then?"
"I'm not sure yet, I wasn't going to go into the shop tomorrow, but I might dress up a little in the morning and pop down to give them a little show! Do you mind?"
I knew that minding was pointless, and having seen the way the twins had looked at her before, I knew that she was going to enjoy the tease as much as they were!
***
Next morning, Cynthia swung the black Jaguar XK8 slowly into the small car park, quickly spotting the twin's little red Peugeot parked against the hedge.
The car park was fairly empty so there was enough space to leave a safe distance between them allowing her to put on her little act without being close enough to have to notice them.
As she parked, from the corner of her eye she could see the four faces peering out of the red car. Perfect, she thought.
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