My Neighbor

Author's note: Thanks to Anora / MorbidOrb for their feedback and input.

*

The next week passed by uneventfully, and while we didn't really discuss the matter further, we both knew where we stood on the matter. I felt like I could go on without having to watch her in the act, but I still craved the thrill of listening to Louise's adventures, watching the videos, and knowing while I worked or was at home that she was out and about. But Louise didn't want to do that. She wanted to talk it out. Eventually.

The subsequent weekend, we went out for dinner, and after, we mapped it out for the time being. While it all hadn't gone entirely to plan, we decided both to put a hard break on the new lifestyle for a while. Of course, after the dinner and a nice lovely stroll in the park, we had found ourselves back home, letting what we had experienced thus far act as fuel and teasing material for when we hit the bed.

Louise, much to my dismay, was pretty adamant about putting an indefinite pause on the whole adventure we had embarked on, however. Even after we had a night full of teasing fun. She was, after all, always the more sensible one. I thought with the wrong head all the time, and couldn't always see the clear picture of all this cuckolding and cheating actually did to us. Louise had put rules in place to help us live out that dangerous fantasy with some boundaries, to help facilitate my fantasy, building parameters where it could live and thrive, only for herself to break all of them almost immediately. I guess it made sense, then, to take a break, however long that would be.

I did find it interesting that she insisted on still tutoring Tony, all normal-like. I wasn't suspicious that she would do anything, but I did find it, as I said, very interesting. I knew of course we had committed to her tutoring him, but my fogged-up brain couldn't help going certain places. Like, what would they do when they were alone? Was she going to tease him? Or would he tease her? Would she relent? Was she going to let him fuck her? And the most important question, was she going to tell me about it?

And the questions kept piling up. I even asked her that weekend. The next tutoring session, without the promise of them fucking or a handjob, just a normal tutoring session, was already next Wednesday at his place.

"So... I've been thinking," I said, taking a swig from my drink as we sat around watching TV.

"Oh no," Louise joked, knowing where I was going.

"I know we agreed on putting a pause on things, but I really like you telling me about the other times you two have gotten together."

"Oh, you mean when I get to tell you how good he fucks me? Enough to make your faithful wife nothing but a cheat?" Louise teased. My physical reaction was immediate.

"Yes, I suppose."

"Johnny, look at me, sweetie," Louise said, turning her head to face me, her blue eyes gazing into mine. "I won't do anything with him."

But I could sense Louise wanted to appease my fantasy still. She knew it would be torture for me to see her go over there and hang with him, unable to see, not knowing. The thought of them together, her unwavering determination to not do something, then finally relenting, her pussy getting filled with another man's cum... I felt the pressure build in my loins. It was an odd feeling, being aroused and hurt all at the same time.

"Does it help if I talk about when we did it before?" Louise asked, trailing her hand up my thigh. "Tease you a little bit? Like we've done up till now?"

I nodded, leaning in to kiss her lips. Louise took hold of my head and pushed me back on the couch and then climbed on top, straddling me.

"What do you want to know?" Louise asked. "How tight his grip is on my ass when he slams his big dick inside me? How it feels to have my toes curl up when I cum on him? How good it feels to feel a young cock throb in me when he cums?"

"God, yes," I groaned.

Louise kissed me, letting her hands run over my body. Her big breasts pressed against my chest, and her crotch rested against my groin, letting me feel her heat through the fabrics of our clothes. She grinded softly on me, teasing, giving me the promise of something more.

"He's so thick, Johnny. I can barely wrap my fingers around his girth," Louise sighed, moving her lips to my ear. "His cock fills me up, stretches me, pushes in places only you should be able to touch. And some places you can't touch. Is that what you wanna hear?"

"Yes," I whispered.

"Good. Because Tony had your faithful wife acting like a cheap slut," Louise said.

Louise ground harder on me. I could feel her heat through my pants, her wetness seeping through and soaking the fabric of my own jeans. She reached down and unzipped me, reaching into my boxers to grab my throbbing dick. I shuddered as she stroked it a couple of times before reaching into her panties and guiding me to her entrance.

"Uuugh," I moaned as she slid down on me. Louise smiled and kissed me.

"Just relax," she said. "It'll be good. It's still you in me. I'm just imagining someone else."

"Ah-hah-ha," I stammered as she slid up and down on my dick.

Louise was wet, incredibly so. I felt my dick slide in easily, with little friction. Her heat engulfed me, and she was still so tight. Her pussy clenched around me, sucking me in.

"Does he fuck you better than me?" I asked, feeling guilt and shame well within me.

"Oh yeah,"" Louise admitted without a shred of doubt. "He's not afraid to use that big dick of his, nor take what he wants. And he knows exactly what to do with it. It's like he's got a sixth sense. He knows how to get me off so easily. You get me off too, but with more effort..."

I reached up to cup her tits, gently squeezing them through the fabric of her shirt and bra. Louise leaned in and kissed me again, her tongue slipping into my mouth. She started to move faster, sliding up and down on my dick, moaning into the kiss. I reached down and grabbed her ass, pulling her into me, closing her eyes for the sensation to course through her more thoroughly.

"Fill me, Tony," Louise moaned as I squeezed. I stopped and looked at her, watching my face contort.

"Shit, did you just say Tony?" I croaked.

"Uhh!" Louise moaned, ignoring my question, but that was confirmation enough.

My jealousy mixed in with my arousal. The jealousy of her desire for a young stud and how he could fulfill her needs so easily, my humiliation as the loser unable to provide, the guilt of jealousy. It all coalesced within me as I got the strength to grip and maneuver Louise so I could take control. I rutted against her as the envy in my gut fueled me.

"Remember, I did it for you, right? If you had never pushed, we'd never know that Tony fucks me so much better than you. That he makes me feel so much better... " Louise taunted. "He owns me in that way, not you."

She bit my lip hard, looking me in the eyes. Louise had become wild, crazed, moaning loudly and wanting this dirty fucking to push her over the edge. I pushed deeper, burying my aching dick to the hilt inside her as her walls closed and constricted my flesh. Louise arched against me, and the heat in our joined crotches got stronger, and heavier, as we approached our mutual climax with rapid pace, grunting and gasping loudly. I wasn't sure if we were getting into some kind of dominant submission or just mutually relished her depraved teasing. All the emotional weight was something else and added to the sensations going through me, the pleasure, and my need to hear and feel Louise explode.

"Who would you choose?" I asked in between pants, lifting her. Louise gasped.

"I- I don't knooww!" Louise answered me, almost begging, biting my lip as I held on to her buttocks and slammed her against me again and again.

"Is it because of the big cock?"

"Fucking shut the fuck up! I'm not saying anything else!"

"Do you need a big dick inside you?" I kept the taunts flowing, both scared and hoping that she would give in.

"FUCK!!"

With a loud moan, my wife threw her head back as I continued plowing into her, as she started exploding, unable to hold off. I thrusted harder until Louise's clench became more than just demanding.

"UNNNNGH," she wailed as her entire being quivered violently.

"AAH," I groaned, stiffening as I pressed in to feel my spurts explode into her.

Once the euphoria had passed, Louise slumped forward against my chest. For several moments neither of us moved or said a word. Then she lifted her head and grinned.

"Wow," she murmured. "You're hornier than I had thought. But know that it was just talk. I'm just tutoring him. Got it? We can still have plenty of fun without him."

I nodded my agreement.

*

My week crawled by. Life is more than sex, so just as well. Like, partly why Louise didn't want to have sex with Tony in the first place is that she held it special, and a special part of life. That it shouldn't be easy. Yet, that was perhaps why it was so mind-numbingly arousing to me when she had been so easy for him to pluck. But both Louise and I had plenty of stuff to preoccupy us for the beginning of the week.

I knew, for instance, that the school was taking on an exchange student Louise was to show the grounds to. Emilie, from France, though, from what I gathered, she went with Emily for simplicity. A cute freckled girl, from what I could tell from meeting her once when picking up Louise. The addition of an exchange student certainly added some flavor to the regular school day.

Then it was finally Wednesday, and Louise was heading out to Tony's house across the street, without an idea what was about to happen. Sure, nothing was to happen this time, but it had happened a couple of times, so why wouldn't it happen this time? At least I knew his parents were at home. But yet, the rush of not knowing, the desperation of seeing everything, I knew I wanted more.

The thought of my wife getting defiled by a young man while I could only listen was something that filled me with fear, jealousy, and longing, but also aroused me immensely. I could imagine Louise's moans and the groans of Tony as he rutted into my wife. I could almost smell the scent of sex and hear the sounds of flesh hitting flesh, as Tony's balls slapped into her.

"Are you ready, Johnny?" Louise asked, snapping me out of my reverie. Normally it would be just a question, but the way she asked it...

"You gonna tease him?" I asked, my eyes wide.

Louise smiled, shrugging. "No, I think it's best if we keep it between us," she answered. "It's not fair for him. He's a nice boy. And we can't let this control our lives."

"I suppose that's true," I said, my disappointment evident.

But I noticed Louise's perception of him had changed a bit. We used to think he was a crude, brash guy with little respect for women the way he'd toss the odd comments about, but I guess Louise had gotten quite familiar with him, and thus used to Tony.

"I'm going, though," Louise said, blowing me a kiss.

I nodded and turned to make myself distracted. I knew I was leaning way too hard into all of this. There was no point in pushing it if Louise was so adamant about not wanting it. She had her limits. Still, I wanted her to cheat on me, even if it was only mentally.

But as I looked out the window, I noticed Tony, standing outside, gazing at Louise as she walked up her driveway giving him a small wave. Knowing what they had done before, those two alone sent all the wrong wires to my brain and my crotch alike. No. Johnny, stop doing that. Louise wants a pause, and we need to respect that. That's final. I had to be a good husband and respect her wishes. Shrugging, I found my jogging clothes, thinking I could probably run off some steam.

*

As Louise made her way towards Tony's house, she was still undecided about how to proceed. She knew John wanted her to tease, to be naughty, but that just wasn't who she was, or at least she didn't think she was. It was so much fun, but she didn't want to break apart their marriage because she got carried away. She had to stay true for both of their sakes, as she was honestly a bit shocked at how easily she had gotten hooked.

What was a small saving grace this time around, was that Tony's parents were at home. Louise knew them very well, and both were proper people. Still, it was a bit awkward sitting at the kitchen table and teaching nutrition to Tony, knowing full well she had fucked their son, and done so in front of her own husband.

At least she made sure to put on professional enough attire. A simple, button-up cotton blouse and a professional skirt that rode way past her knees.

"Okay, so," Louise started. "We're going over basic vitamins today, which ones you can find in what kind of fruits and vegetables. Do you know the basics?"

"Ehm, I guess. Like A, B, C?" Tony asked.

"Yeah, you got that part," Louise chuckled. "I mean, those are most common."

"Oh. Right. E, D, K," Tony recited.

"Good. So do you know what those do?"

"Well... I'm guessing E is for eyes?" Tony said, unsure.

"Not exactly. I won't go into the inner workings of them, as that is honestly way above my pay rate, but rather to find them. I made this pamphlet," Louise said, searching her bag for said pamphlet, finding it and handing it to him. "A varied diet would surely give you the correct fuel to get you back from the bench and onto the football team. And perhaps a scholarship?"

"Right," Tony said, taking the pamphlet.

Louise was expecting disinterest, but Tony read along, studying the different images of fruits and meats that she had neatly put into different Venn diagrams for which food held which vitamins, proteins, carbs, fats, iron, and so on. She had used it in class before, but to little effect as none cared for anything but a juicy cheeseburger. Tony, though, actually seemed to be paying attention.

"And I assume it's not good to be deficient in any of these?"

"Correct. And if you are, you'd have to take supplements. Some say that's cheating, that the natural way is better. But screw them," Louise encouraged, getting a cheeky look from Tony as she said 'screw'. There the teasing was. But she moved past it. "When it comes to what you actually need per your body, I'd refer you to a doctor for blood work, but a varied diet with a sufficient amount of calories should be enough. A big boy like you needs a lot of protein and carbohydrates to build up those muscles of yours."

"Thanks, Mrs. Banks," Tony said. "You're pretty good at this."

"Thanks. I'm not sure how I ended up being a teacher, but I love it," Louise said, looking down at the paper. "You're really paying attention. I'm impressed."

"Well... I don't want to fuck this up. Like, I know you're only doing this out of the goodness of your heart," Tony said, before turning to a whisper, "especially as we're not fucking anymore."

"Tony!" Louise said abashed. Though it was the truth, she thought. But his dad had set her up with a small payment plan for her hours per week. But not every student got this treatment from her... only the one who had fucked her hard in front of her husband.

"I'm just teasing," Tony said. "So what's next on the agenda?"

Louise smiled and moved on, making Tony go through some exercises based on what they had just gone over. The hour passed quickly. Louise hadn't been in a real tutoring session like this in a long time, and it was refreshing. She liked how Tony was paying attention to what she said.

"So," Louise said. "I have to say. I'm surprised today. You didn't even make one comment about... erh well okay you did, but you didn't try anything."

"Pff. I'm not gonna push anything. Not until you're asking for it," Tony chuckled, utterly confident that Louise would come crawling back.

'God, so full of himself. And here I thought he had turned another leaf,'

Louise thought, rolling her eyes internally.

As much as Louise hated admitting it, she did secretly yearn for something to happen again with Tony, to ask John, who'd say yes probably, if the fantasy was back on the menu. For Tony to push, giving her the excuse that it wasn't her fault. She loved to be able to just let go, even if, or because, it was with someone kinda despicable like Tony. Not that she found him particularly despicable anymore. Of course, he wasn't all that handsome, but he was nice in his own way.

And he was simply the best she had had when it came to pure sex, as much as that fucked her up a bit to admit. Not that she willingly stated that much, it was more like a given fact at this point. Even if it was something she did for her husband, she couldn't deny she enjoyed sex with him. He knew what to do with her. So much so that when Tony's hand moved up her thigh, she didn't even notice right away.

"Come on, Tony, they're right there," Louise muttered urgently, nodding towards his parents still watching TV. Tony chuckled but retreated his hand. Louise gave a sigh, but collected herself again.

"Right. Well, it's good you can take no for an answer," Louise said, finishing up her notes, and stood up to leave. "Okay, I think we're done for today. Do you have any questions?"

"Come on, you don't gotta leave just yet. Why don't you stay for a bit?" Tony asked. It was a question, but Louise didn't exactly like the way he was more or less commanding her with his tone.

"Why would I do that? So you can harass me?" Louise shot back. He had been good so far, why couldn't it just persist?

"I won't. I just think you're a nice lady. We don't have to do anything. Unless you're up for a quick blowjob in my room," Tony said, ending in a HAH!

"You know I don't do that," Louise muttered, not wanting the parents to hear anything.

"Still haven't given ol' hubby your mouth, eh?" Tony said. Louise slowly shook her head. Tony then lowered his voice a bit, thank god, "Well, if you ever feel inclined, I know it would drive your cuck husband nuts if you sucked mine off before his."

"Sssh, Tony," Louise whispered, though the TV was fairly loud. But she didn't like the way his suggestion made her feel. Like, it was probably true, Louise was sure John would absolutely love to see her suck a cock that wasn't his. "And what makes you think I'd do that?" Damn, why did she even ask? She should just get up and leave. Now she was just playing right into his hand.

"Oh, I dunno. Because you'll like it? But at least promise me my cock will be your first, okay?" Tony said, putting his hand on her thigh again. Louise looked around, but nobody had seen them. The touch felt different this time, and she found herself getting excited by the naughtiness of it. She wanted the hand to linger, but dutifully swatted it away. "Come on. I know you want it. You want to be bad again. And I can make you feel good."

"I... I don't... I think we should..." Louise muttered. "Maybe. Maybe, but I probably never will do it at all. Oral is so... filthy and degrading."

"Aww, come on. I think you'd love sucking on a young, hard cock," Tony teased, his and returning then she felt his fingers trailing up her thigh. "Your husband is one lucky guy to be able to watch it all happen."

Louise was about to scoff at that notion, but her breathing hitched as Tony's fingertips danced up her thigh, pushing her skirt until he was brushing against her bare skin, as they crept higher and higher. The thought was so naughty. To give Tony something she'd never do, something she found so disgusting. The taboo of sucking a cock other than John's, just to satisfy another man and no one else... No, just to satisfy John's naughty desires. Right.

Feeling his fingers almost reach the innards of her thighs, she shot up on her feet, brushing her skirt back in place.

"Maybe," Louise said, her breathing slightly slower than before. "I... It's so wrong. The fantasy is off the table anyway, so there is no point discussing it. Especially not... me doing... that. So I have to go. Bye."