Neighbor Chronicles

Sometimes the steps you avoid to take lead you to the place you most desire...

The following week, I could tell Amber was still feeling guilty about what happened during her last hookup with Jack. I was hoping she would start getting comfortable with him, but the last experience had made them take a step back.

I wanted to make sure Amber knew anything she did wouldn't upset me or change my love for her. I started to pull out all the stops. After work, I would pick up flowers for her, and when I knew she was having a long day at work, I would bring home her favorite dinner. As our next hookup with Jack was getting closer, I rented a room for us in the city. We got a couples massage and they were as fantastic as they were expensive.

After a long day and dinner at a restaurant, we got back to the hotel room. I wasted no time and soon had Amber in bed. Our sex life has gotten even more passionate. The thing that excites me the most was how open Amber is to talking compared to before. We were both learning what the other liked without judging each other.

"Bill, God yess. It feels so good, please don't stop!"

"Yeah? You like getting fucked hard like this?" I said as I looked into my wife's stunning blue eyes, slamming my cock into her wet pussy.

Amber nodded quickly, "You fuck me soooo good," almost out of breath with her face flushed pink.

I slowed my thrusts to a stop. Amber started whimpering.

"Please baby, I'm so close," she whined as she started trying to move under me.

I just smiled at her and didn't move.

"I don't know. You've been such a bad wife," I said as I flexed my cock inside her to emphasize the last two words.

Amber was being driven crazy. "Don't say that...I was bad for you. It's always for you baby." She said with love in her voice.

I lunged at her and started kissing her. I started moving my cock again slowly. Amber wrapped her legs around me and wanted me to get as deep as possible.

"That's right. You're my bad little wife. Sucking our neighbor's dick whenever he wants huh!? You love being his slut." I said all the while I kissed her.

"I only wanna be your slut..." Amber pouted.

I smiled at her answer as I leaned down and whispered. "Well I think my slut only wants to suck the neighbor's cock. I mean you've sucked his cock plenty of times now. You like his big cock don't you?"

Amber didn't answer. I started fucking her harder.

"Don't you?" I demanded.

"Fuck! BILL!! Yesss. His big cock drives me crazy!! I love making you watch me suck his dick. I love seeing the look on your face while I do things for him that I still don't do for you. Is that what you want to hear??" Amber said out of breath while her body was getting pounded.

"Fuck baby, you're such a naughty wife now!" I leaned back and gave her powerful thrusts. Amber was going crazy getting fucked like this. Her face was flushed pink as she looked down to where our bodies connected. Her perfect tits bounced up and down. Our bodies were covered in sweat not long after but our pace never stopped.

I was squeezing Amber's tits when I saw her biting her lip at me. I raised my eyebrow at her while I slammed into her while taking turns to squeeze her tits and perfect pierced nipples.

"I wanna try something.." Amber whispered. She grabbed my hand that was on her tits and pulled it up to her throat. I questioned her actions because I didn't want to hurt her but I followed her lead. She wrapped my fingers around her smooth neck and leaned back.

"Fuck me baby. Make me forget how much bigger our neighbor is than you. Fuck your naughty wife." She said while biting her lip.

Her words made my lust explode and I started fucked her hard again. I left my hand on her neck but didn't squeeze. I mostly held her in place with my grip. It was so erotic holding her like that.

Amber was losing herself in the pleasure I was giving her. She saw this in one of the porn links Jack sent her and she thought it would be hot to try. She didn't realize how much she would like it. It felt like she was being dominated. It was different then their regular everyday sex. A few minutes later her body was on the brink of another orgasm.

I could feel Amber losing herself in the pleasure I was giving her. My hand around her throat along with her words were setting my desire ablaze.

'I wonder where she thought of this? Maybe she saw it in all of that porn that Jack is sending her.'

Amber's breath grew ragged and I saw that her eyes were wide with a mixture of lust and surprise, maybe she had not even realized how much she would like being choked. To my knowledge, she had never been into domination, but it seemed that Jack's influence was having a great effect on her sexuality.

I couldn't take it and finally shot inside my wife, each of us experiencing the biggest orgasms we ever had. If Amber wasn't on the pill, she would have had a huge chance of getting pregnant.

Amber loved the feeling of her husband shooting deep inside of her. When she felt that feeling she loves, her orgasm exploded together with me. As our orgasm subsided we just laid together in bliss.

I didn't get up for a while. I just laid on top of my wife and kept my mouth by her ear.

"You're amazing. I love you so much," I whispered again and again.

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I think before these last few weeks, Amber underestimated how much I liked watching her be bad.

Even when Amber and I first started dating, the romance between us never felt this vibrant. Our relationship was stronger than ever. At first she thought since I was letting her do something she felt like she owed me because she ended up enjoying it so much. Now she's realizing I feel like I owe her because she made my biggest fantasy come true. She smiled at that thought. She felt like she owed me and I felt like I owed her. All this did was make our relationship flourish even more. Friends and family would even comment how we seemed like we were glowing recently. Which always got a big grin from me and a shy pink faced Amber could do nothing but look away.

Our next pool day with Jack was awkward at first, but after a few hours and some alcohol. I was stuck in my chair watching Amber service Jack right in front of me once again. Jack stood over her and enjoyed her blowjob. Occasionally making snide remarks at me and Amber. I got angry with jealousy, but all I did was record the show in front of me on my phone.

As the weeks and months went by, we got more comfortable with Jack. He abided by the rules, not trying to push any limits. I was glad to hear that from Amber. I slowly started realizing she was getting accustomed to our fantasy. The sex was getting naughtier with our words. I was loving this new side of her.

I had multiple recordings of Amber acting like a slut with Jack. Sometimes I would lay there and watch our collection of videos when she was gone. Some were the ones I took and saw. But I even had a few that Amber let Jack take on her phone. She made sure she didn't get her face just in case he wanted to start bragging.

It drove me crazy when I would wake up on some Sunday morning and Amber wouldn't be there. I would have to patiently wait for her. She wouldn't be gone for nearly as long as the first time. She always came back wearing one of Jack's big t-shirts. The sex on those days were usually the best.

Amber got more and more comfortable with Jack's cock. She knew how every inch felt and tasted. She knew how to drive him crazy and it always pleased her seeing his soft cock become hard as steel. As a woman in the medical field she couldn't help but be in awe of Jack's physical specimen. On a certain Monday, Amber was at work and a new coworker needed help completing a task. Amber expertly solved the problem. Her coworker smiled.

"Wow Amber! You are really good at that!"

Amber got beat faced red and said thank you, before quickly walking away. Her coworker was confused by her reaction but didn't really think anything of it.

As Amber walked down the hospital hallways she couldn't stop shaking her head. What was wrong with her?! She got embarrassed hearing those words from her coworker. Less than 24 hours ago she heard those same exact words. In much different circumstances...

"Wow Amber! You are really good at that!" Jack laughed holding Amber's hair in a ponytail. Amber had both of Jack's hairy balls in her mouth while her tongue licked every inch of them up to the base of his cock.

She let his big balls fall from her mouth as she licked up his cock.

"I have to make sure I get better or I'll end up being here all day. Don't forget, my husband is waiting for me." She said, going back down on his cock.

Jack was irritated hearing that she was trying to rush back home. He took several short, shallow breaths through his mouth as he glared at her with his beady eyes.

He gave her a few smacks on her ass for punishment. "What does it matter what you are going to do after this? You're going to beg me. You want me to cum? You better act like it. You know how I like it."

Amber didn't even hesitate. I didn't know that Jack would often make her beg him when they were alone. I knew Amber and Jack talked filthy, just not the exact details. The videos they took never showed the real dirty stuff. Amber learned that the filthier she talked, the faster Jack would cum. She knew the exact words that would drive him over the edge.

"Please give it to me. I'm so hungry for my daddy's cum. Bill can never satisfy me like you can. You are so much bigger and better. Fuck, this big cock makes me such a bad wife. Cheating on my husband while he is right next door makes me so hot." Amber said in her sexiest voice as she licked Jack's cock hungrily.

"Good," Jack said, feeling himself get closer to cumming. "Who is my slut?" he asked.

Amber bit her lip as she stroked Jack with two hands. "I'm your slut, Daddy," she said in as sultry a voice as she could muster. She looked at him with a smirk, staring into his eyes as she provoked him into cumming.

It wasn't long before Amber was swallowing gulps of his big load.

Amber's mind flashed back to work as she continued to walk down the hospital hallways. She couldn't shake the image out of her head. She could feel blood rush to her clit. Before long, she could feel a bit of a wet spot on her panites. Why did she get so wet when she heard those words again?

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Winter came. Since we closed down our pool for the winter, Jack was disappointed. I offered use of our hot tub, which got a big grin from Jack and a shy faced Amber glaring at me with amusement. Jack was ecstatic hearing that suggestion.

"We've certainly made e some good memories in there," he said, shooting a glance at Amber.

She looked shyly down. "Yeah...I guess we have."

Something important to note about Jack and me is that we were very competitive when it came to sports. The Bears weren't doing anything this season. The whole football season I kept telling Jack how the Falcons were gonna win it all this year. Jack laughed and claimed that Tom Brady doesn't lose. He was born and raised in Boston so he's a die hard Patriots fan. Guess that's where he gets his asshole personality.

As the weeks went by, the NFL playoffs finally started.

One Sunday afternoon after Amber finished sucking Jack dry in our hot tub once again.

"Fuck! I love how you swallow it all every time."

Amber coughed trying not to spill a drop. After taking a big gulp she smacked his thigh.

"Well if I didn't, you would make a mess on me!"

Jack laughed, "I guess you do learn."

Amber flashed him a smile, then stepped out of the hot tub. I handed her a towel immediately. Jack gawked at her sexy back dimples and ass as she covered herself up. She was dripping wet wearing a yellow bikini. Jack could notice her perfectly pierced nipples poking through her top. He wasn't usually a fan of nipples pierced but on Amber who looked so innocent they fit just right. Not too large or small. They were a perfect accessory to make her tits shine. He was already having thoughts of sucking them the next Sunday they were alone.

Amber went inside while I was left with Jack.

"So your Falcons are looking pretty good. Too bad they aren't going to the Super Bowl, huh? Haha!" Jack sneered with his usual condescending voice. It especially irritated me that he was talking to me with so much attitude after my beautiful wife had just sucked his balls dry. She was walking around with more of his cum inside her stomach than she had ever had of mine. Yet here he was, acting like a dick.

"Always talking shit huh? They aren't MY falcons, I just said they looked good this year. But yeah I actually think they are."

"Well, Bill, I know more than you. But I actually think you are right, I think it's going to be the Falcons and Patriots this year in the Super Bowl. What are you two doing for the big game?"

"You Boston guys always like to dream." I laughed at Jack, knowing that's where he grew up. I wasn't about to take his condescending bullshit about sports from a guy who breathes heavily after a few flights of stairs.

"Honestly, we always go to a friend's house for a party, but we just might watch it at home this year."

"Perfect! Let's make a deal. If the Falcons and Patriots do meet in the super bowl, I'll come watch the game at your place. Your pretty wife can sit with a Patriots fan to finally witness what a real winner looks like. Maybe do some friendly bets." He said with a loud laugh that was funny only to him.

"Yeah, yeah. Sure. Time for you to head home, isn't it? I've got some shit to do," I said, arms crossed. Strangely, Jack reached out of the hot tub with an extended hand. I thought he was looking for some help getting out of the tub. Wanting him gone, I politely and instinctively took his hand. I was caught off guard as he held my hand and pumped it. It took a moment before I realized he was shaking my hand. What the hell for?

"Great! Done deal. I'll see you folks for the Superbowl," he said jovially.

I awkwardly looked around as he pumped my hand. I looked into the sliding glass door and caught Amber's gaze as she was walking around gathering some things while she had the towel wrapped around her. We both sort of visually shrugged before she went off and did her thing.

It was a few weeks later. The fucking Falcons and Patriots actually made the super bowl. I was shocked that Jack called it, but to be honest, I had completely forgotten about him inviting himself over. Until I was reminded. On Superbowl Sunday, I was walking in from the garage with some extra ingredients for Amber prepping a spread worthy for the evening when I saw her in the kitchen on her phone. Her thumb just hit 'send' when I walked in.

"I just told Jack he could come over at 6. Is that ok?" she asked. The deed was already done.

I was surprised. "Jack? Why is he coming over?" I asked this as a way to think out loud. My heart skipped a beat as an image of Amber curled up on the couch with Jack's arm around her flashed before me. One of her arms was rubbing Jack's lower back. The other rested on Jack's thigh and she pet a bulge in his pants, smiling deviously my way.

"Oh, you didn't know? He told me that's what you guys agreed to last time we were hooking up. He said you both shook on it. I thought that's what you guys were chatting about after I went inside."

"Oh fuck, I guess I forgot," I said. "Sure, I guess that's ok if you're ok with it."

"I guess," Amber shrugged nonchalantly. She stood there and watched me for a little longer than I realized.

We spent enough time with him the last few months that me and Amber really didn't mind watching the game with him. Even though we still considered him an asshole, maybe we had become more used to it. To be honest, my excitement started growing the second his name slipped her lips. I secretly was hoping maybe Jack and Amber would have a spontaneous hookup. Amber was definitely picking up on it and smiled when she saw me more excited than usual.

Jack came over wearing shorts. It was fucking winter and this guy was wearing cargo shorts! He wore his authentic Patriots jersey and big grin on his face.

"Man, I can't wait to see my Patriots kick these guys' asses!" He bellowed.

At least he didn't come empty handed. He carried a six-pack of beer under his arm as he entered.

"Oh that's nice, you brought something," Amber said, trying to be a warm host.

"Oh, these? These are just for me," Jack laughed. "Just like that pretty mouth of yours," he added, teasing Amber and me.

Amber and I looked at each other and rolled our eyes. Jack laughed again. Asshole. Right before kick off, we had food laid out and Amber brought out drinks from the kitchen.

"So Amber. Are you smarter than your husband and going for the Patriots, or those dumb birds?" Jack said condescendingly.

She gave me a smile. "Well, I don't know sports too well. But I know who Tom Brady is. So I'm going with him!"

I was a little turned on seeing how my wife would side with our neighbor instead of her own husband. She lied to Jack when she said she didn't know sports. She wasn't some sports fanatic, but she watched a good amount of basketball and football to know what's what. It's a mistake to think of Amber as a clueless bimbo. She had been following the Falcons for some time and felt they were indeed pretty strong this year. Even someone as arrogant and abrasive as Jack knew she was no fool.

Jack gave me a victorious smile, "Well, Patriots fans have to sit over here." Patting to the cushion next to him.

Amber gave me a sexy look and I gave her a look wondering what she would do next.

She slowly got up and sauntered her way to him. She was wearing a crop top and jean booty shorts. It was a regular outfit but they accented her stomach and lower back wonderfully. Although her ass looked good in anything that it fit in. Whatever material it was, it strained against her plump, juicy ass that she works hard to maintain.

She gave her hips an extra sway, seeing Jack's hungry eyes on her. She felt my stare drill in her back. Amber sat next to him and then got a little close before leaning into him. It immediately made my stomach a pit of jealousy.

"So Bill. You want to make a friendly bet?" Jack asked while putting his arms around my wife. He was getting comfortable. Amber had her legs tucked underneath her towards the side and stared at me while in his embrace. She flashed me a naughty grin.

"Yeah sure I'm going with Falcons for $100." I barely managed to say as most of the blood in my body immediately got sent to my crotch.

"100? I'm not trying to bet with money." Jack said, glancing at Amber.

Amber noticed this and gave me a questioning look.

"Money isn't important to me. I have plenty with no kids to give it to. So how about this: If the Falcons win, I'll give you five thousand dollars."

Me and Amber weren't rich, but we did fine. We were comfortable and both had careers with no kids yet. But five thousand dollars was still five thousand dollars. Immediately he had both of our attention.

"And if you win?" I asked.

"If I win, I'll still give you a thousand dollars... but I want your wife to give me another pussyjob," Jack smiled at me with his arm still around Amber.

Amber looked at me and I looked back. Her face was in shock, but she did not recoil from Jack's embrace. A thousand dollars for something she'd done once before, but knew was now off limits? And that's only IF we lost. Jack must have been so desperate. It was almost pathetic.

"That's one hell of a bet. What's the catch?" I asked with a questionable look on my face.

"Yeah," Amber added, "what the hell are you trying to do?"