My Wife and the Cocy Neighbour

Please note: This story is about a cheating wife, if reading a story about a wife cheating just because she wants to doesn't turn you on please don't read. If it does please DO read and leave me a comment! I'm new to writing and would love them.

I guess you could say it all started when I invited over my newly divorced neighbour to our pool party I was throwing with some friends after feeling sorry for him being alone in his house. That was my first mistake. I guess you could say it started the day we met actually, Mike was a cocky arrogant guy, I knew that from the first time I talked to him. You could tell he was successful and if somehow you couldn't he told you, both in money and women.

After he had moved to the neighbourhood with his new ex-wife he didn't take long to eye up my wife right in front of me.

"Damn, Kevin... how'd you get her?" he said with a lecherous smile.

It's true, my wife Kelly did seem out of my league, she was short but curvy, not chubby just.. juicy. She had light brown hair, light blue eyes, a thick juicy butt and the best pair of tits I had ever had the pleasure to touch myself, just being honest! Big for her size, perky and with the pinkest nipples. We'd been married for 15 years but I still had the hots for her. I was a lucky man. And Mike never let me forget it.

"You better be careful with that one" he would always say, "She is a real powerhouse, anybody can tell"

We used to talk while out doing chores and when he wasn't ogling or talking about my wife he'd talk about his own glory days, or his new promotion, his new gadget, you get the idea.

I had finally gotten a little bit of my own back when he got divorced, I hesitate to admit it but for all his bragging I was able to keep my wife. But still I felt sorry for him enough to invite him to that pool party.

He showed up a little late and knocked on our side gate, and came into the yard obviously ready to party, wearing pool shorts and his shirt already off. I had never noticed before but he obviously worked out and was in good shape for his age. Pecks, the hint of a six-pack and strong arms. I was a little jealous with my "dad bod" (despite not being a dad!) but me, my wife, and a few of my friends had been knocking back the beers and the sun was out and we were having a good time. Mike dived into the pool after dropping off his case of beers and swam for a while. I sat back on a lounge chair and was chatting with my wife who was sun bathing.

"And then," she said, "Jennifer asked if I was going to... uh.. if I was going to..."

She had stopped mid-sentence and was staring at something and following her eyesight I instantly saw what it was. Mike was getting out of the pool slowly and his wet shorts were stuck right to his body... outlining what had to be the largest penis I've ever seen not on a porno... and bigger than plenty of those.

"Oh my..." escaped my wife's lips before she shook her head and finally broke her stare to talk to me.

"Uh... what was I talking about?" she said, and I could see her cheeks going red.

I found it harder to break my view. I'm not into guys but holy hell. I could see why he was so "cocky" now. We tried to laugh it off but I could tell sometimes when she went quiet she was thinking about it.

We'd had a good sex life to start with, but after 15 years of course the amount had declined. I'm about average in equipment, and like I said I had gone a little dad bod. I always knew that my wife had a thing for big dicks. Her favourite dildo was much bigger than mine and I used to love watching her fuck it, as much as she liked fucking it in front of me. Sort of embarrassing to admit but we also had a "toy" that was a bigger penis that I slipped mine into and she always came harder when I was using it. The night of the pool party Kelly was insatiable, I think deep down I knew why but I didn't admit it fully to myself, I thought maybe I was just putting in extra effort to distract her from Mr Tripod next door...

Ever since that pool party I felt tension between Kelly and Mike whenever they interacted. For Kelly's part it seemed like she would stay out longer talking to him than she ever had before, and Mike acted like he knew she had seen it (had he done it on purpose!) from the shit eating grin he would sometimes flash me when he saw me looking over at them talking. I swear once he even winked..

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One time I was in the living room watching TV when I saw out the front window that they were talking for quite a while... and sort of closer than I felt comfortable with. I couldn't hear what they were saying, even when I got closer to the window to watch. I just saw her smile, his cocky smile and her sort of flirty movements, putting her hand on his shoulder laughing at a joke. She finally turned around saying goodbye and Mike... slapped her gently on the ass as she left! What the fuck! She jumped a little like she was goosed and turned around and gave him what looked like a "Naughty boy" smile... but it didn't look like she hated it. I guess that was when the first pangs of jealousy started.

As my wife neared the front door I rushed back to the sofa to watch TV. I wasn't sure why I didn't want her to know what I had seen. I guess I just didn't want to open a can of worms... as she came in the front door and saw me she gave a little "Oh!" surprised sound but when I asked her what was up she just said that she was surprised I was home, she thought I was still at work.

"Nah, got of early," I said.

"Where you talking to someone just now? I thought I heard voices?" was as close as I could get to what I'd just seen.

"Oh yeah... that was just.. Mark! He was talking about some new girlfriend and wanted some tips on wooing her."

I felt a little lump in my chest at this, she hadn't told me about the bottom smack... why not? I would have to keep my eye on her.

Unfortunately as time went on there seemed to be more to keep my eyes on. Kelly would stop in front of the house to talk to Mike, she'd invite him over on weekends to swim, she would take over leftovers to him with the excuse "He's single, he needs good meals"

Every minute she was over there my mind thought about why it was taking so long, but still I didn't say anything and I couldn't say why. I knew I felt jealous but I knew my wife loved me. Okay I didn't' have the biggest cock, but I loved to go down on her, I kept food on the table, and I thought we got along great. I had to just ignore my jealousy, nothing was going on. It's not healthy to suspect all the time...

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Then one day I got off work a little early again and got home around 4 PM instead of 5:30, and when I walked in the door I had a little surprise waiting for me, Mike and Kelly were sitting on the couch, both with beers in hand, watching TV. I had been arranging stuff when I walked in so I couldn't tell if I had really seen them jump apart when I walked in... they were at what seemed a respectable distance now but what the hell was my wife doing sitting next to another man on our couch when I wasn't home? She had a good excuse, the sink had sprung a leak and Mike was home and able to fix it and they were just having a beer to thank him for the fix she said. But to me she looked nervous and pale, like she had almost been caught and Mike's usual shit eating grin did nothing to assuage my fears. I had to find out what was going on. was Mike fucking my wife? I somehow couldn't bring myself to accuse them there, I didn't want to seem jealous and I had no real proof, but I could try to get some. I was tired of feeling jealous and I was going to find out once and for all.

The next weekend I made an excuse about having to be out of town to help a buddy move on the other side of the state so I would head out Friday night and come back on Saturday night after the move. What I really did was go to a rental car with tinted windows and park down the street about 30 minutes after I had left to see what would happen. I had some good news to start with, Mike seemed to be staying on his side of the fence, doing some yard work and my wife was inside our house doing her own thing. I felt silly, what was I doing? But also feeling happy that maybe i could let my jealousy die down. I breathed a sigh of relief and just then my wife came out of the house and walked to her car... she gave a little wave to Mike who had stopped to look at her as she came out but that was all as she got into her car and left. I was no private eye, I wouldn't be able to follow her without being really obvious so I let her go, and felt even better when Mark shortly went inside his house. That was good timing too, I really had to piss!

I did my best secret agent walk trying to keep from views of windows in Mark's house as I walked into ours to run upstairs to the bedroom bathroom to pea, hoping I could get in and out before Kelly got home. It must have taken me a lot longer than I thought because when was zipping up I could hear Kelly's car pulling up into the drive way. Where could she have gone for such a short drive? I went to the window to spy down on her as she got out with a bottle of wine and a six pack of beers. As she shut the door with her foot, I saw Mike walk over and talk to her. From my viewpoint of the driveway I could see them talk to each other on the side of the car that hid them from the street. When I saw him casually lay his hand on my wife's ass my first thought was that it was good at least that the neighbours couldn't see him do this and make me the laughing stock.

It took me a second longer to realize that I should be upset about the final confirmation that something was going on between my wife and this jerk... I was shaken out of my stunned thoughts by hearing the front door open and a conversation taking place as they both walked in. Fuck! I was stuck in the house! I scanned for where to go and the only thing I could see was the walk in closet we had that faced the end of the bed. I couldn't hide in the bathroom in case they went in there and I'd have to confront them. (Why didn't I want to confront them??) I got close to the bedroom door and listened out. I could hear quiet conversation going on and my wife's distinct giggle that sounded... flirty to me... This asshole was downstairs flirting with my wife when I wasn't home. What were they talking about?

As I strained to hear things seemed to go quiet and I was left to my imagination as to what was going on down there. I couldn't say how I felt it but I felt the air charged with sex... I imagined that they had stopped talking and were now kissing... or something else.

Listening and imagining what was going on down there was also the first time I had to admit to myself... I was turned on. It was warring with my jealousy but the strain in my pants left me with little room to deny it. My wife down there probably with a tongue in her mouth, with that asshole's hands on her tits... over the shirt or under? How far would they go? There was some little hope that I was over-imagining things but this faint hope fled. I heard footsteps coming up the stairs. In a panic I rushed into the closet and closed it as quietly as I could in what seemed like a nano-second before the door open and looking through the slats in the closet I saw my wife, my wife came in wearing only a short skirt and her bra with one strap pushed down and her big still-perky breasts... my breasts! heaving. I'd loved her long enough at least to know when she was horny. Next in came Mike.

"I'm so happy that I finally get to fuck you on your bed, babe. I've been waiting a while." he said as if he owned the place, and my wife.

"You're lucky you get to fuck me at all" she said but teasingly and with a laugh.

"You're sure your husband will be gone all day? The bed will be great to take my time. The couch is hot but not the most comfortable place" he said with a chuckle.

So he had already fucked, how many times?

"Don't talk about my husband okay, I still do love him and he's a great provider.." she said sounding serious for the first time.

"One thing he can't provide though, isn't there?" he said and I could hear the shit eating grin in his voice as much as I saw it it on his face.

My wife sat on the edge of the bed, facing me though she didn't know it, and unlatched her bra and threw it on the ground. Her soft shapely tits fell out and showed her erect nipples, hard in the heat of the moment.

She sat there on the bed for a moment, before saying, "Yes, you were gifted with the biggest cock I've ever seen... I want it now.. shut up and give it to me" She looked serious but the hint of a smile started on her face and her eyes looked up to him with obvious lust as he got in front of her blocking my wife and unbuttoned his pants and dropped them to the floor and took off his shirt. All I could see was his but I heard a low moan escape my wife's lips from behind him.

"Unnh... fuck what a cock" she said, "it's... so big" with awe in her voice even though she'd seen it before.

"Put it in your mouth" he muttered.

I still couldn't see what was going on but from the way he tipped his head back in obvious pleasure I was now hiding in the closet watching my wife suck another man's cock. Again, I couldn't help but notice that I was fully erect. This was turning me on... what was going on? I'd never thought about watching her fuck another man before but I also hadn't been this hard in ages. The soft sounds of my wife sucking a dick began to be audible, complete with slurping sounds and soft pops as she sucked off the tip tip of my cocky neighbour's dick. His moans were slow and deep and he looked down on what she was doing from the bed, his hand looked like it would be resting on top of her head. This went on for a minute or two and I had slowly... quietly unzipped my pants and was slowly rubbing my cock. I'd never been so turned on and I.. I wanted to see this cock that had turned my wife on so much she was cheating on me.

I was in "luck", I heard him say to my wife, get down on your knees I want to fuck your mouth. Wordlessly and with one last pop my wife got up and got down on her knees in front of the bed, facing me sideways and Mike turned around and I finally got a look at this mystery dick.

It was huge. 9 inches, at least, maybe 10! And thick, veiny, rock hard and curved pointing up and hovering inches from my wife's face. Her eyes were semi-glazed and she had some spit on the side of her mouth and she was staring right at it as both hand started to run up and down the shaft. I could see now why he had always been so cocky... literally.

"Now that we can take our time," he said as he put his hand on the back of my wife's head, "We can see if you can finally get all the way down."

"I don't think so..." she said in a semi-whisper.

"Let's try." he said with his shit eating grin back and he stepped forward and my wife glomped on to the large head of his cock and slowly worked her way down.

At first she only got about a 3rd of the way down but as he slowly pistoned his stick inside my wife's mouth she slowly got down further... halfway down and a shiny wet dick came out, then maybe 2/3rds down. Mike was making deep moans like an animal, one of my wife's hands was between her thighs and she must have been playing with herself because she was giving out muffled moans and began to speed up and down, up and down on his cock. My hand was doing the same on my now humble cock. I slowed down as I started to get a little too turned on... I wanted to see him fuck my wife before I came.

After what seemed an age Mike slowly pulled his wet spit covered cock out of my wife's mouth.

"Great job babe... but I need that cunt to cum."

I saw a flash of some emotion go across my wife's face. It seemed she didn't like her beautiful pussy referred to as a cunt at the same time as she wanted that cock. But I watched the feeling pass and a small smile appear on her face. She got up off her needs and flopped on the bed. My naked wife laying nude on the bed with obvious desire waiting to get fucked by another man was so sexy. I couldn't believe the thought as it came up, but it really was. I was waiting with desire for it too. I was excited to see my wife get fucked. I was quickly disappointed as Mike hopped up on the bed and got on his knees in front of my wife and slowly but decidedly moved my wife's legs around his body and shifting her and himself to enter my wife missionary. I could tell he was slowly entering her as a deep moan from my wife filled the room.

"Breathe..." said slowly. "Breathe... and take it all" he said as he slowly put his weigh down on my wife's pussy.

He must have gone deep as she said "Fuck... fuck... I hope I never get used to that feeling" she began laughing.

"You're not so bad yourself" he said and then things went quiet for a while as Mike slowly pumped in and out of my wife.

The only sounds were the rhythmic squeaking of the bed and the occasional sex sounds of each of the partners as they slowly got down to business. Slowly Mike built up speed and I could help the soft fwap of their bodies slapping against each other. I had to be imagining how wet my wife sounded. The rhythmic sounds were steady and building up, getting louder. My wife kept moaning, sometimes letting out an "unf... unf" sounds to the rhythm.

"I need this cock in my life forever," she half-said half-moaned. "Fuck, I need it."

"You're going to get it, don't you worry" he said, "Your pussy is too good to leave with your little husband."

"Shut up" she said, "don't stop" came out in the same breath.

After a few minutes I barely heard my wife whisper. "I'm going to cum..." Mike was silent but seemed to begin to slide deeper with each thrust. "I'm going to.. fucking... cum.. on this big fucking dick" she said louder. A few seconds later Mike said in what sounded like a command: "Cum" and my wife did.

A moan build up in almost a yell, deep and shuddering, her legs wrapped around Mike's back as she said "I am cumming!!" and she obviously came for what seemed like 30 full seconds. After the last sounds died out her legs with limp, her arms hanging to her sides and Mike slowly came to a stop.

"My turn now" he said and pulled out and got off the bed. My wife laid for a few seconds before slowly getting off her back and on to doggy position. Mike pulled her sideways on to the side of the bed, her ass was now hanging up in the air just off the side. Mike gave it a hard slap after and she again moaned.

This was it, I was so excited, I would be able to see everything. Mike's huge cock going in and out, my wife's amazing body as she was getting fucked. Her tits were hanging in doggy and I had a beautiful view, her hard nipples seemed to be just barely touching the bed and her body seemed to be covered in a light layer of sweat. It was so beautiful. The moment seemed to last a long time, just staring at her, the pleasure on her face in anticipation and Mike slowly walked up to the backs side of my wife. I watched with a laser focus the tip of his cock as it neared her pussy from behind, watched it slowly disappear inside my wife. From behind Mike meant business and he began fucking my wife in earnest, building up deep and engine-like thrusts all the way into my wife. The fwapping sound of his body hitting my wife's ass from behind sounded beautiful, her tits swaying back and forth was the most erotic thing I'd ever seen. When my wife came again it was just as obvious as the one I heard but now I could see her eyes roll back, her grabbing one of her tits and then shoving her face into the bed as her orgasm escaped her again. I lost control then and came while stroking myself, I came as hard and for as long as I could remember inside that closet looking at my wife. I almost felt weak in the knees. How much longer could this go on.