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Jed Atkins and his wife Emma had recently downsized and had moved into the new patio home development about two months ago. They were both in their late forties and were ready to settle in and enjoy life after kids. Most of the other folks in the community were slightly older than they were but all of them were very nice and friendly. Especially their next door neighbors Jack and Sally.
"I tell you I don't trust him," Jed said to his wife as they looked over at Jack sitting on his patio smiling at them.
"He's just being friendly," Emma said, sipping on her hot coffee.
"Friendly!" Jed proclaimed. "Squeezing your ass at the barbeque is a little more than friendly."
"He's harmless," Emma laughed. She felt good knowing her husband was jealous because most of the time he showed little emotion or affection towards her. Maybe things would pick up in the bedroom she wondered. She thought back about the barbeque and how Jack had cornered her in the den while everyone was outside and how he slowly slid his hand down her upper back to her waist. She gasped when his fingers slipped lower over her round buttocks and gently squeezed them. She was so shocked she just looked at his smiling face and walked quickly away from him. It was later that night when she mentioned it to Jed. He wanted to call the man out at that moment but Emma calmed him down.
"I wonder how he would like it if I squeezed Sally's ass." Jed puffed.
"Well she does have a nice ass," Emma giggled.
"I wouldn't know," he lied. He had admired both Sally's ass and firm breasts since he first met them.
"Yeah right," she smiled.
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"I can't believe you just touched her like you did." Sally said to her husband as they looked at Jed and Emma across the small bunch of shrubs separating their two homes.
"I thought you wanted to get to know them better." Jack commented.
"As friends," she injected, "our swinging days are over." They had not swapped spouses with anyone for almost ten years.
"I thought you enjoyed swinging?" Sally thought about the four or five times they traded off with the couples in their last neighborhood. It had started innocently enough at a swim party until they all had too much to drink. The women soon removed their tops and the men made sure to touch as many of the soft mounds as they could in the dark pool water. She was not aware that Jack had entered the house with another woman until she found herself alone with one of the men.
"We shouldn't do this," Sally told the man as he pushed his hard-on against her bikini covered ass. The booze and his closeness were quickly lowering her resistance. His bulge felt so big and so hard against her.
His lips nibbled on her tender neck as his fingers moved under her arms and slowly over her soft breasts and hard nips. "It's just touching," he whispered as he toyed with the hard pink digits.
"My husband," Sally moaned as he pushed and rubbed his manhood against her backside.
"He's probably doing more than we are right now."
She was satisfied just allowing him to touch her soft treasures but one of his hands moved off and slowly down to the top of her bottom. As it slid under the edge she grabbed his wrist. "Don't."
"I know you want me to touch you," he whispered, keeping his fingertips under the elastic band. He gently rubbed across the tiny blonde hairs under her navel.
"No, it's not right," she moaned feeling his huge penis now resting length-wise between her buttocks.
"If you husband cared he wouldn't be in the house with another woman," he reasoned, "right?"
The man was right. She imagined Jack fucking one of her neighbors. Her grip on his wrist loosened and her hand fell to her side. She was his to touch. Her head fell back onto his shoulder as his fingertips made the slow journey down under the top of her bottoms. She thought he would quickly touch her but he was teasing her and taking his time. "Oh please," she moaned.
The man smiled knowing she now wanted his fingers in her damp pussy. He touched the top of her narrow strip of soft pubic hair and moved lower to gently curl the neatly trimmed bush in his fingers. He felt her ass now pushing and moving back against his hard-on.
Sally didn't care what the man did to her now as long as she was satisfied. Finally, his fingertips moved down into the top of her slit and then lower over her pulsating clit. This time she pushed her hand down over the front of her bikini bottom until she found the top of his fingers that were touching her passion knob. She pushed down harder and cried out, "Yes right there!" Suddenly he pulled his hand from her bikini.
"No please," she said as she turned to face him.
"Touch me," he said looking in her deep blue eyes.
Sally looked at him first in fear. Did she have enough nerve to just touch him? She looked again at the house and down at her arm and hand as they moved forward through the cool water until she found the top of his swim suit. Her eyes closed as her fingers pulled the waistband out and slid quickly under it. Her fingers moved cautiously down into his pubic hair until she touched the base of his shaft. It was pointing out at her as she slowly curled her fingers around it and followed it out to the tip. He was at least two inches bigger than her six inch husband.
"It's yours," he whispered.
Sally's body relaxed as her fingers explored another man's hard-on for the first time. It felt similar to her husband but somewhat different. It was slightly thinner she believed as her fingers squeezed him tightly.
"Do you just want to touch it?" He whispered.
Of course she thought. Surely he didn't think she would let him fuck her. "Yes," she whispered back at him.
"Are you sure?" he asked as his fingers once again moved down the front of her bikini to find her moist folds. His face moved closer to hers until his lips brushed teasingly against hers. He moved back and her lips followed until their mouths pressed hard together and their tongues raced out and met.
Sally felt his middle finger invade deeply into her pussy. It felt so good. Her fingers stroked him to match his finger-fucking of her pussy. She didn't realize her bottoms were being lowered until his hand turned slightly to slide another finger into her.
"OH GOD!" She moaned as she allowed him to push her last garment down over her thighs to her feet below. She stepped out of them and watched as they floated to the surface. She was now naked with a man's fingers pushing in and out of her.
Her eyes opened and she looked into his. Her eyes begged him to do it. He pulled his finger away and quickly stripped off his trunks. She moved back against the side of the pool for support as he moved forward between her legs which quickly wrapped around his hips.
