My wife Mandy and I live in an upper-class neighborhood that is made up entirely of professional people. As it so happens, there are a lot of pro athletes that live in our subdivision. Recently, the older couple who lived on our right moved out, leaving their luxurious house for sale.
After a few weeks on the market, Mandy noticed that there were moving trucks in the driveway. I suggested that we take over some food to the new people, so Mandy and I walked over to introduce ourselves.
As we approached the house, I immediately recognized the guy standing outside as our pro football teamās number one draft pick. I was excited to have an athlete living next door, and Mandy and I shook his hand and welcomed him to the new neighborhood.
Jim was a young looking guy, and appreciated us bringing him over some food. He said he didnāt have much time until training camp started, and he and his wife had to move in quick.
Jim invited us in, and told Mandy that his wife, Brooke, would be happy to meet a friend that was close to her own age. He said that they were newlyweds, and had just married after the pro draft. Sitting on the couch that had just been moved in, my jaw dropped when I saw Brooke walk into the room smiling.
Jim introduced us to Brooke, who was wearing black spandex pants and a white tank top. What I first noticed about Brook was that she was black, where Jim was white. She had that model face, with fine features and very white teeth. Her body was total perfection, with the tops of her breasts jiggling and squirming to be let free from the tank top that kept them well strapped down.
Her tiny waist looked amazing, with tight abs that were very visible as she stood relaxed. I swear I could have touched my hands together if I grabbed her on both sides of her stomach. Brookeās legs were muscular and tight, and when she turned around to walk to the kitchen to get us a drink, I almost got wood looking at her round, heart-shaped ass. Brooke didnāt have overly wide hips, which I liked, and her ass went out straight from the top and wrapped into two cheeks that just barely extended outward from her legs, a sight that looked very inviting.
We followed Brooke into the kitchen, making small talk with Jim as we went. Mandy was asking Jim what it was like to be a pro football player, and he enjoyed telling her about how his college football team won the national championship. Jim excused himself to go see how the moving people were doing, leaving Brooke, Mandy, and I in the kitchen.
Brooke was looking through boxes for the beverage glasses, and bent over in front of us to rummage through a box where she thought they might have been. My eyes got wide looking at her perfectly shaped ass on display, and Mandy noticed this and elbowed me in the ribs. Not seeing an underwear line, I knew that Brooke was either going commando or had on a thong.
I wanted nothing more than to tear away her spandex and pound into her pussy right there in the kitchen. Jim came back and we all sat down in the living room to finish our drinks. We found out that Brooke was in such good shape because she was a fitness model, and her state competition was two months away. She said it was tough to diet for so long, but that the competition at that level was stiff.
Jim agreed, and said that all Brooke does everyday is train and tan. I loved hearing this, because I knew that I would be seeing Brooke out in the backyard tanning her gorgeous body by the pool. Although Brooke was black, she was such a light shade of black that she could easily become much more tan than what she already was. After about an hour, Mandy said that we had to get going back home and that we knew how much work they had ahead of them.
As soon as we got home, I knew I had to relieve my ragging hard-on, and told Mandy to get into the bedroom. Mandy knew that Brooke had made me horny, and I think she was a little jealous that I was so worked up over her. Before Mandy could say anything, I threw her down on the bed and jumped on her, pinning her hands over her head with one hand, and yanking up her shirt with the other.
I ate her tits and nipples like an animal, hearing her moan a little bit as my mouth went from one boob to the other. I worked my way down her stomach, licking and sucking her belly as I unbuttoned her jeans. Mandy has long, hard nipples when she gets excited, and I continued to pull on them as I worked her pants off. Once her pants were off, I attacked her pussy with full fury, not taking my tongue off her clit until she was bucking and screaming.
Without saying a word, I flipped her over on her stomach, moved up onto her legs, and buried my eight-inch cock deep into her now sopping pussy. I closed my eyes and imagined that I was fucking Brooke, and emptied my load deep into her after only a few minutes.
The next day I woke up early to do some gardening in the backyard, and Mandy said that she was going to visit her sister who lived an hour away. As I was taking a break from the yard work, I saw Jim walking out to his car with his football equipment in hand, obviously heading for training camp. We exchanged waves, and I watched him drive off in his SUV.
The temperature was in the high 80s, and the heat was starting to get to me early in the afternoon. I was about to head in when I heard the sliding back door open on Jim and Brookeās house. There was a privacy fence between our properties, so I couldnāt immediately see who was there. I thought it might still be the moving people taking the ornaments out to the backyard, but in the back of my head I was hoping it was Brooke.