NEIGHBORLY
"Honey, I'm going to take Max for his walk!" Pam yelled up the stairs to her husband. "Okay babe, have fun!" Tim replied from the bathroom. He stood in front of the mirror in only his boxers. He thought he still looked pretty good for a middle aged guy. Why wouldn't a woman want him? He dropped his boxers to the floor and stroked his semi hard prick a few times, he was really horny. He forced himself to stop and pulled on his loose fitting gym shorts and a large tee shirt to hide his erection.
At the other end of the street, Bob walked to his front door, where his wife Sandy was putting the leash on their own dog. He admired her long sleek legs and her tight ass in her short skirt. He thought about what a sexy woman she was and smiled.
Tim went downstairs just in time to see Pam exiting the backyard from the window. She made a right into the alley that ran behind the yards and garages that were behind each house on the street. She still looked pretty fucking good too, he thought as he watched her ass and tits bouncing with her jaunty stride.
At the other end of the block, Sandy kissed her husband Bob as her dog Lola pranced on her leash near the front door. "Have fun Hon." Bob told her as he copped a feel of her tight ass. She smiled over her shoulder at him and said "We will, thanks." She knew she would, and tried not to rush as she made a right turn and started up the street, allowing Lola to set the pace, which meant lots of stops for sniffing and peeing. Bob took a second to admire his wife's cute little ass swing under her short skirt as she went on her way. Then he went to the kitchen and filled his travel mug with coffee, before going out to the garage. He wanted to change the oil in his mower and cut the grass, eventually.
Pam allowed Max to stop and sniff each bush and telephone pole, and add his own scent to each, the whole way down the alley. But the delays were very frustrating.
Back at her house, Tim walked out onto the front porch to pick up the morning paper. He was greeted, as he always was, with a friendly hello from Mrs. Dubinsky on her porch next door. He was grateful for the large tee shirt that hid the fat lump in his shorts. He made small talk with her about the weather, all the while watching the woman walking her dog towards them in his peripheral vision. Her dog had to stop several times, slowing her progress.
In his garage, Bob put some tools away from his last project, then went through his clean rags for a bath towel that Sandy had recently deemed too faded to use. He laid it out nicely across his workbench, turned on the radio he kept on the shelf, and tried not to touch the growing hardon in his own shorts.
When Sandy was near enough she called out a hello to Mrs. Dubinsky, and followed it with a greeting for Tim as well. They both returned her greeting, and Sandy asked Tim if Pam was home.
Tim gave her a smile and said, "No, she's walking the dog too!" They all laughed at the coincidence before Sandy explained that she was going to get a recipe from Pam.
Meanwhile, down the alley, Pam was telling her dog, "Oh come on Max! You can not have any pee left!" She was getting very anxious.
At that moment, her husband Tim was telling Sandy, "Well, she keeps all her recipes in a box in the kitchen. I just made a fresh pot of coffee, you're welcome to come in and have a cup, look through the recipe box if you'd like."
By then Max was done sniffing the last hedge in the alley and Pam was steering him into Bob and Sandy's yard alongside the garage. She could hear the radio playing classic rock, and knew Bob was inside.
When Sandy followed Tim into his house, he turned to her and said, "The recipe was a nice touch."
"Knock knock." Pam said as she peeked into Bob's garage. "Hello!" Bob exclaimed, "Right on time!"
"I already got it from Pam a few days ago." Sandy smiled as she led Lola into the living room. She put up the child's gate they use to pen in their own dog. Then she grabbed Tim by the growth in his shorts and drug him into the kitchen.
Bob put his hands on Pam's shapely hips and pulled her in for a kiss. Their bodies crushed together as the kiss quickly became frantic necking. He grabbed her ass and pulled her body against his hard dick and ground himself into her.
Sandy got Tim into the kitchen and leaned back against the table and reached for the waistband of his shorts. She wasted no time pushing the shorts off his hips and wrapping her fingers around his thick shaft.
Max jumped up and put his front paws on Pam, begging to continue his walk. She reluctantly broke her kiss with Bob and said, "Max, go lay down!" But he would not stop begging to go.
Tim pulled Sandy's shirt up and she left go of his dick long enough to lift her arms and allow him to pull it off her and toss it aside. With that done her hand went right back to his dick. "You really want that fat cock, don't you baby?" He asked. "Yeah, I do want it." She breathed.
"Here, I have something that might help." Bob said as he broke the embrace and reached up to a cabinet above the workbench.
Tim bent and took one of Sandy's pert nipples in his mouth, sucking hard and grazing it with his teeth until she cried out.
Bob pulled out a steak bone he had saved from last night's dinner. He now had Max's full attention as he handed Pam the bone. "That's not the kind of bone I came for." She said in a husky voice and a naughty smile.
Sandy grabbed the hem of her cute little skirt and pulled it up to her waist as Tim's fingers searched for a way around the little panties she wore. "I'm ready for some of this good pussy!" He told her.
After Bob explained the steak bone was for Max, Pam squatted down to give Max the bone, saying, "Look Max, Bob has a bone for both of us!" She reached out and rubbed Bob's long prick through his shorts.
Sandy held Tim's head to her chest with one hand as he bit a nipple and fingered her pussy. She racked her nails down his back with the other hand, then pulled his tee shirt up his back, and he straightened up to let her pull it off him.
Max happily took his bone from Pam and went to the corner to enjoy it. Still squatting, she pulled down Bob's zipper, in search of a bone she could enjoy.
Sandy tossed Tim's shirt next to her own and wrapped her hands around his thick dick again. "Fuck," She said breathlessly, "I can barely get my fingers around it!" Tim chuckled and told her, "Fingers hell, I want to see you wrap your lips around it."
Pam smiled up at Bob and told him, "I love a good bone too!" Then she reached into the clean rag bin and grabbed the first one she touched. She threw it on the dirty garage floor and knelt on it, before quickly taking Bob's cockhead in her mouth with a groan.
Sandy dropped to her knees and kissed the fat head of Tim's prick, licked it, and opened her mouth wide to fit it in her mouth. "Oh yeah baby, suck it! Suck my cock!" He gasped.
Bob watched closely as Pam started to suck him off. She used her hand on the length of his dick she couldn't reach with her mouth. She made a sexy moan in her throat as she bobbed her head.
"Fuck honey you look good sucking my cock." Tim told Sandy. "Such a pretty girl. Such a naughty little cocksucker."
Pam slurped up and down as much of Bob's cock as she could take, and felt it come to full size in her mouth. He put his hands lovingly on her head and said, "Baby that feels incredible!"
"I bet your sweet little pussy is getting good and wet for me, isn't it baby?" Tim asked as he rolled his hips with Sandy's motion. "Mm HMmm!" Was the only reply she could give.
Pam didn't just suck Bob's dick, she made love to it. She was slow and methodical, savoring all she could.
"You know I would love some of that sweet pussy, why don't you finish off what you're doing another time?" Tim asked Sandy. She dutifully stopped her blowjob and stood up.
Bob relished the way Pam was blowing him. Her mouth was so wet and warm, with just the right amount of suction.
Tim and Sandy started kissing again while masturbating each other. He fingered her pussy and she stroked him firmly. They both moaned and gasped.
Bob watched Pam sucking him, she was looking up at him with sheer lust in her eyes.
Tim reached down and grabbed Sandy's ass. He lifted her onto the table, saying, "Get up there baby, I need some of that good pussy!" Sandy hiked up her skirt and pulled her panties aside. Tim rubbed the head of his dick on her, while she whimpered, "Yes, give me your cock." He slapped her swollen pussy with his girth several times, causing her to whine.
Pam knew she could suck Bob off in no time at all, she had confidence in her skills, but she wanted more, she wanted to fuck.
Tim dropped to his knees and kissed Sandy's inner thigh, looking up her leg at the inviting pussy that he was after. "Damn you have a beautiful pussy." He said in a low, hungry voice.
Pam pulled her mouth off Bob and stood. "I need you to fuck me." She told Bob as she unbuttoned her shorts. He reached out and pulled her shirt up over her big tits, pleased to see a front snapping bra.
