Neighborly Desires

Ana stared at Tim, her eyes wide, her lips slightly parted. The kitchen seemed to grow quieter, the only sound the faint hum of the refrigerator. Her hand hovered mid-air, holding a sponge that dripped soapy water onto the counter.

Ana blinked, slowly setting the sponge down. She wiped her hands on a towel, her movements deliberate, slow. "That iscrazy," she said finally, her voice steady but with a faint tremor. "What... what made you dream something like that?"

Tim shrugged, leaning against the doorway, his arms crossed. "I don't know. Maybe it was the wine. Or maybe..." He paused, his gaze locking onto hers. "Maybe it was the way you and James was looking at you last night. You seemed to enjoy it."

Ana's eyes flickered, and she turned back to the counter, rearranging utensils that didn't need rearranging. "We were just talking about work, Tim. You know how it is--nerds geeking out over code."

Tim stepped closer, his bare feet padding softly against the tile floor. He stood behind her, his breath warm against her neck. "Are you sure? Because in my dream, it felt real. Like I was watching something I wasn't supposed to see."

Ana's shoulders tensed, but she didn't pull away. "It's just a dream, Tim," she said, her voice softer now, almost soothing. "You've been stressed with the move and work. Your mind's running wild on you."

Tim reached out, his fingers brushing against her waist, tracing the hem of her shirt. "Maybe," he murmured. "But I have to admit, it's kind of hot. The idea of you and James... together."

Ana froze, her breath hitching. She turned to face him, her cheeks flushed, her lips pressed into a thin line. "Tim, what are you saying? Are you... are you being serious right now?"

He met her gaze, his expression unreadable. "I'm just saying, it's a fantasy. Something I've thought about before. Seeing you with someone else. Watching you... try something new. It would be exciting."

Ana's eyes searched his, as if trying to gauge whether he was joking or not. When she found no hint of amusement in his face, she let out a shaky laugh. "You're crazy, you know that? Absolutely crazy."

Tim grinned, but it didn't quite reach his eyes. "Maybe. But I'm kinda serious, Ana. Is it...something you've ever thought about? We could talk about it."

Ana shook her head, stepping back from him. "Tim, this is... this is a lot." She grabbed a glass from the cabinet and filled it with water, her hands trembling slightly. "Are you sure this isn't just the wine talking still? Or maybe you're half-asleep?"

Tim didn't answer immediately. He watched her sip the water, her throat working as she swallowed. "I don't think I'm drunk still," he said finally. "And I'm serious, Ana. Think about it."

Ana set the glass down, her fingers tapping nervously against the counter. "Think about what, exactly? Letting other people into our lives? Into our beds? Because that's what you're suggesting, isn't it?"

Tim's heart pounded in his chest, but he didn't back down. "Not exactly. I'm suggesting you let someone into your bed. I would just be hearing about it afterwards, or maybe watching."

Ana exhaled sharply, running a hand through her hair. "Tim, this isn't some porn fantasy. This is real life. People's feelings can get hurt. Lines can get crossed. Are you really thinking about that?"

Tim stepped closer again, his voice low, his eyes burning with intensity. "I'll be ready for anything if you are, Ana. I trust you. And I trust us."

Ana looked away, her chest rising and falling with each breath. "I don't know, Tim. This is... a lot to process. I need time to think." Ana walked to the living room and sat on the couch where Tim had slept the night before.

Following her, Tim nodded, a flicker of understanding crossed his face. "Take all the time you need. Just know that I'm open to talk about it."

Ana looked up at him, and noticed the bulge in his gym shorts. "Oh my god, you're getting excited just talking about this aren't you??" She reached up and felt her husband's cock.

Tim shivered at her touch, "Yeah well, talking about it and imaging things is kinda what I am talking about here."

"Uh-huh, this is a real thing for you then? You're not just pulling my leg?" She continued to stroke him, his cock swelling underneath the fabric.

Tim took a deep breath and answered, "Yes this is very...interesting to me."

Ana purred, getting that look in her eye that Tim knew meant she was turned on too. "So you really do like it that James was checking me out in the hot tub? I don't think he took his eyes off my breasts once after you fell asleep.."

Tim moaned, "Oh my god, yes, Ana. Did he look like he wanted to touch them?"

Ana bit her lower lip and kept stroking, increasing speed. "Of course he did. He was practically salivating over your wife, Tim. He wanted to put his big strong hands all over me."

Tim couldn't take it anymore. He came right there in his gym shorts with his wife's hand pumping him dry. Tim moaned in pleasure as he finished.

"My my, this really is hot for you..." Ana purred.

"Yeah, sorry I guess I-" Tim was cut off by Ana pulling him down to his knees.

"It was hot for me too." Ana slipped off her leggings and spread her legs on the couch. "time to eat, baby."

Tim eagerly dove in, licking the wet folds of his wife eagerly. His hands roaming up and down her long legs. Ana moaned and bucked her hips into him as he lapped her up.

"Do you think his cock is bigger than mine?" Tim said before he could stop himself.

Ana whimpered as he stopped licking. "What, baby?"

"James, did you see his cock under his bathing suit? Was it bigger than mind?" Tim started licking again, awaiting her answer.

"Oh god, you're crazy." Ana's hips lurched up to meet his mouth. "Yes James's cock looked so big baby."

Tim's cock was already starting to grow again listening to his wife talk about an older man like this. He licked fervently but couldn't help himself from asking more while he had Ana wrapped around his fingers.

"In my dream, you gave him a blowjob." Tim licked and Ana grew slightly tense. "Wouldn't that be so hot? Do you want that?"

Ana's head rolled back onto the back of the couch. "Mmmm, is that what you want? You want me to suck our neighbor's big dick?"

"Yes! Tell me you're going to do it!" Tim dove in and sealed his mouth around Ana's clit, softly sucking, a move that drove her wild.

Ana pulled Tim's head closer into her with her hand and screamed, "FUCK Tim! Yes I'm going to suck James's big cock!"

Tim spilled himself again on the floor, not even realizing he had began stroking himself while he pleasured Ana. Ana came with him, and panted her pleasure as he slowly stopped sucking and licking.

"I can't believe you sometimes." Ana said, still out of breath. She stared down at him and Tim's brain was still playing on the images of the dream, where Ana was tangled up with James already. He panted once, twice, and decided against pushing her further right now.

That night, Ana was making something easy in the kitchen after the amount of effort that went into yesterday's dinner. Her phone buzzed on the counter, and Tim looked up from his phone. Ana looked over at it, she was still wearing the new oversized t-shirt in a faded green, and she changed into jean shorts, her ass wiggling back and forth as she walked to get her phone, her pink thong poking out of the top of the shorts. Tim watched her keenly from his seat at the table. She picked it up and grinned. "It's your favorite guy. His ears must've been burning." she said, looking up and winking at Tim. "He thanked us for last night. And..oh, he's asking if we found his jeans in the front bathroom?"

Tim stood up and walked over to the bathroom and looked behind the door. Sure enough, in a pile on the ground where he had changed were the jeans. "Huh, I guess he left them here." He picked them up, "Maybe you should go take them back. You look great tonight I'm sure he'd appreciate a pop-in."

Ana's eyes widened. "Tim, are you really still on that bit from earlier?"

Tim shrugged, a smirk playing on his lips. "Not a bit. And I'm not suggesting anything. I'm just saying that I can keep an eye on the frozen pizza's in the oven."

Ana stared at him, her expression a mixture of disbelief and something else--something that made Tim's stomach twist with anticipation. She picked up her keys, her fingers hovering over the screen. "You're insane, you know that?"

"Maybe," Tim said, his voice soft. "But you love me anyway."

Ana let out a breath, her shoulders slumping in defeat. She typed out a quick reply and set the phone down. "Fine. I'll run them over real quick. But don't confuse the fantasy for real life, Tim."

Tim nodded, though his heart raced. "Of course," he echoed, though he knew his mind would be daydreaming the whole time she was gone.

Ana grabbed her purse from the counter and headed for the door, pausing to look back at him. "You're really okay with this?"

Tim met her gaze, his expression unreadable. "I'm okay with whatever makes you happy, Ana."

Ana hesitated for a moment, then nodded, stepping out into the early evening air. The door clicked shut behind her, leaving Tim alone in the kitchen, his mind racing with possibilities.

He walked to the window, watching as Ana crossed the yard toward James's house. Her dark hair billowing in the wind as if she was in some kind of commercial. Her ass barely covered by her jean shorts. His heart pounded in his chest, a mix of excitement and fear coursing through him. This could be it. The moment he'd been dancing around for weeks. The moment that could change everything.

Tim sank into a chair at the kitchen table, his eyes never leaving the window. He didn't know what would happen next, but he was excited for it.

Tim kept watching the window, until the frozen pizza's were done. He got them out and set up Ana with a plate. He ate his own and Ana still hadn't emerged from James's house. He waited, pacing back and forth. Should he text her? It'd been nearly 30 minutes at this point. Was this really happening? Or was it just a chat between them for work?

Tim reached for his phone and pulled up his text conversation with Ana. He started typing a question, but just then he heard a door shut. He looked up and saw Ana headed back over. Her thighs visible and delicious even in the early night glow of streetlights. Her hair now up in a pony tail, she must have gotten tired of it being in her face.

Tim put his phone away as she came up to the side door and entered. She looked slightly disheveled, but she did just walk all this way. "Hey honey." She said almost nonchalantly.

"You were gone for longer than I thought! Anything you want to tell me?" Tim felt his cock enlarging as his head swam with possibilities.

Ana laughed. "Don't be ridiculous, Tim. I just went over there in my little short shorts to a man who finds me attractive. What possibly could've happened?" She shot him a mischievous smile.

"Did....did something happen?" Tim asked, a pit of anxiety forming in his stomach, but also deep arousal.

"Don't be silly, no. I gave him his jeans back and he asked me a question about my Rust problem from the other day. Then he offered me some of his leftovers and it seemed rude to say no." She walked over to him as she talked and suddenly moved her arm to grab his cock. "But we can pretend something happened if that helps you.." She started stroking him slowly.

"A-ana.." Tim nearly came right then and there from seeing her in her little booty shorts lean into him, and her lips looking slightly red and swollen.

"Good boy. Let's go upstairs."

Ana and Tim laid down in their kingsize bed. Ana slowly slinked over to him and pulled his gym shorts down. His cock sprang free and she grabbed it, starting to jerk slowly.

"So I went over there and James answered the door. It was obvious that he was checking me out from the start, so I walked in past him and made sure my ass was the only thing he was looking at." Ana explained as if it was the most mundane thing.

"I bent over to put the jeans down and I felt his hand spank me! Can you believe it? I didn't even have to ask for it, this man took what he wanted immediately. He wrapped an arm around me and put his hand on my neck, then he pulled my head into him and he kissed me."

Tim's hips buckled as he imagined James and Ana entwined in his house. His breath started to be ragged as he tried to control his orgasm.

Ana continued as she kept stroking him. "He kept groping my ass as we kissed and I could feel his big hard cock pressed up against it. So much bigger than yours, by the way. I just had to have it. I broke the kiss and got down on my knees and started unbuckling his pants..."

"Where were you?" Tim breathed out. "Where like, in the house? Was this in the kitchen?"

Ana grinned at his need for hyper specifics. "No baby, this was in his living room on the carpet. I didn't want to hurt my knees. Anyway, I looked up at him as I got his cock out of his pants. He looked at me so hungrily. Then I put my hair into this ponytail, and slowly," Ana matched her story with a slow drag of her index finger down Tim's cock. "I licked down his length until I got to the head. Then I took it all. I was so hungry for his big fat cock baby. He grabbed my ponytail and slowly started thrusting into my mouth. He was gentle, but I could tell he was going to cum. I swirled my tongue around his length whenever he let me breath, and then he pushed all the way in and came. Down my throat." Ana punctuated this with a deep kiss, as Tim came all over her hand.

Ana giggled. "You are ridiculous baby."

Tim was panting, head spinning. "Oh my god that was so good. Did that really happen?"

Ana wiped her hands on his discarded gym shorts, and didn't look at him. "No baby of course not, just a fantasy remember?"

"Then why do you have the ponytail?" Tim asked.

"I told you, he gave me some dinner. I didn't want my hair to get into it." Ana started walking to their bathroom to finish washing her hands.

"But, could it happen sometime? Do you think?" Tim tried to not sound too much like he was begging.

"Oh, I don't know Tim. What would people think if they found out? Sleeping with someone when you have a husband is....not exactly celebrated. I barely know anyone here yet!" Ana looked troubled with what she was saying. Her cheeks were flushed.

"Nobody else would have to know. It would be something special. For us. It wouldn't even have to be James, it's just that he...well.." Tim replied.

"He's hot, and right next door. I get it." Ana finished.

"So you are interested!" Tim propped himself up on his elbow.

Ana grinned. "I may be. It's a big step. Let me think about it some more, ok? For now just teasing you about it is so much fun."

Tim flopped back down onto the bed, looking up at the ceiling in a mock tantrum. "Fiiiine."

Tim watched Ana bend over and reach for a new pair of shorts for Tim. She didn't seem to be wearing her underwear anymore. Had he missed her taking them off?