Jen looked at her husband talking with the new neighbor who recently moved in across the street. She was furious that he paid attention to her. Their marriage was solid, but the thought lingered in her mind that her simple beauty and natural sensual demeanor was too attractive to Carl.
"Lunch is ready, Carl," Jen called loudly from the front door. Carl wrapped up his conversation with Lauren and walked back to his house.
"So, what were you talking with her about?" Jen asked with a hint of envy as her husband sat down at the table.
"She was wondering if there were any neighborhood kids she could hire to rake the leaves on her lawn," Carl answered innocently.
"I hope you didn't recommend Billy to her," Jen stated forcefully. "I know he still cares for our lawn but he's too old for that kind of work now. He has a regular job at the hamburger place by the high school."
"I did mention he still does our yard, "Carl responded. "But I did tell her that he has probably outgrown that kind of work. I told her I would mention it to him and that it was up to him."
"Don't you dare mention it to him," Jen said angerly.
"Why not?" Carl asked confused by his wife's crossness.
"Look at her," Jen stammered. "She comes across as a harlot. She'd probably destroy the boy's innocence."
"My god, Jen. Billy is almost eighteen. I'm sure he's lost his virginity by now," Carl replied practically laughing at his wife's naivete. "By the way, did you get Billy a card for his birthday? I'll stop by the bank and get a hundred-dollar bill for him."
Carl worked on household tasks the rest of afternoon while Jen did some cleaning and cooking, making some lasagna for dinner. Jen started early sipping on the red wine she opened to add to the sauce for the lasagna. She was starting to feel a little anxious but couldn't identify the cause.
After dinner, Jen and Carl settled in in their easy chairs and started to watch a movie. "I hate this time of year," Jen remarked. "It seems like all the movies the streaming services are showing are gory Halloween horror shows." It was an out of context remark since she had easily found a romantic comedy to watch.
Halfway through the movie, around eight o'clock, the doorbell rang. Startled, Carl went to answer it. He opened the door to see Lauren standing there acting distraught.
"Carl, Jen, have you seen my cat HexWhisker?" the neighbor lady asked worried. "He usually stays by the house, but I can't seem to find him. I've been looking for hours."
"I didn't even realize you had a cat," Jen lied. She was very aware of Lauren's cat who would sometimes stalk around their house and spook Jen. She didn't like that big black cat with bright green eyes, especially when he appeared by the door at night.
"I haven't seen him lately," Carl told Lauren. "He does come by here every now and then, but it's probably been days since I noticed him around."
Just then Billy came up the walk carrying a big black cat. "Is this your cat ma'am? I've seen him around your house," he addressed Lauren.
"Yes. Thank you," Lauren said taking the cat from Billy's arms. "Where you been Hexie?" she asked the cat.
"He came up to me and seemed very friendly," Billy explained. "My name is Billy. I live five doors down from here," he introduced himself to Lauren.
"Nice to meet you Billy and thank you again," Lauren responded to the young handsome man.
"So, what are your plans for your birthday?" Carl asked Billy. "It's on Halloween, right?"
"Yea, it sucks having a birthday on a holiday," Billy said. "My parents are having family over on the weekend. I guess it will be just a normal night handing out candy to trick-or-treaters."
"How old are you going to be Billy," Lauren asked him.
"Eighteen," he answered.
"That's a big one. You should have a real party with your friends," Lauren said while thinking how she could help the young man out. "I'm not doing anything that night. Do you want to invite your friends over to my house."
"That's a great idea," Carl chimed in. "Tell your parents that Jen and I will chaperone, so they're ok with it." Jen gave Carl an angry glance and he just shrugged it off with a smile.
Jen's mind was racing. She began to imagine Carl using the party as an excuse to get closer to Lauren. She needed to do something to make sure her husband wasn't going to stray into their neighbor's bed.
As soon as the door closed, Jen took Carl by the hand and led him back to the sofa. He stood there while Jen went down on her knees and began unbuttoning his pants.
"Uh, what are you doing?" Carl asked his wife curious at her sudden, out-of-character behavior.
"What does it look like? I'm going to give you a blow job," she said sarcastically.
Carl wondered what brought this on with his wife. She hadn't sucked his cock in fifteen years, but he appreciated the sensation of her warm mouth on his cock as it began to get hard. Jen was masterful in the way she could bring him near ejaculation and then let off to continue pleasuring him. She hadn't lost her touch despite the years of abstinence.
He felt his balls tighten and explode as his hips thrust his cock deeper down her throat. She gagged slightly and then pulled away so his hot cum sprayed all over her face.
Jen stood up and kissed her husband with his cum on her lips. "I want you to eat me and then fuck me," she told him.
Jen lay on the bed naked, her legs spread wide waiting for Carl to finish in the bathroom. He approached the bed, and she grabbed him by his hair and thrust his head into her hot, wet crotch. "Make me cum daddy," she cried out as he began to suck on her engorged clit. "Fuck!" she screamed as her body writhed from her high-energy orgasm.
Carl was hard again and rolled his wife over, grabbing her hips, he thrust his cock into her sloppy wet pussy. Relentlessly he pounded her, slapping her ass to enhance her pleasure.
Jen was getting dizzy from the rapid hyperventilation and pounding heart as she was pummeled from behind. Visions of Billy flashed in her mind, and she came multiple times as she substituted the young man's face for her husbands as his cock brought her to ever more powerful orgasms.
Exhaustion took over after Carl filled his wife's pussy with his hot sperm. They laid there silent and panting. When Jen eventually caught her breath, she muttered, "That fucking cat."
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Lauren waited until she saw Jen's car turn out of sight down the street. She had observed that Jen went out on Tuesday evenings, probably for some girl's social thing, though that didn't natter, only that she was typically away for several hours. Lauren walked over to Carl's house and rang the bell.
"Hi Lauren, what's up?" he asked as he opened the door.
"Can you come over my place for a few minutes?" she proposed. "I really can't explain it. And you wouldn't believe me, so I must show you."
"Okay," Carl replied curious about what Lauren was going to show him. He had never been in her house before. He wondered a bit about how she lived although the mystery of her home was going to be solved in a few days when they threw the party for Billy.
Lauren led him back to the den in the rear of the house. There she had laid out three large pillows on the floor. The drapes were drawn closed, and she had lit some candles. HexWhisker, her cat was laying on one of the pillows.
There were four dolls laid out in the center of the pillow circle. Each one was labeled. "The dolls represent you, Jen, Billy and me. Hexie, communicated something to me as he became aware of your spirits."
Carl took it all in very quietly as Lauren explained. "HexWhiskers is a Warlock. He can see us in the spiritual realm and understand the wants and needs of our souls."
As if on cue, Hexie, the black cat stood on all fours and pawed the two dolls, the one labeled Jen and the one labeled Billy toward Carl. "He says their souls need to be united in the flesh and you must be the one to gift that to them."
Carl sat silent. He looked bewildered as he contemplated what he was just told. Lauren sensed his apprehension.
"Has Jen acted differently since we where all together on your front porch with Hexie?"
"Well, she became very sexual that night. We had sex like we hadn't done in fifteen years," Carl confided. "I thought maybe she had had too much wine, and she had been feeling anxious. I enjoyed it and didn't want to analyze it or figure out her behavior."
"Are you alright with Jen joining intimately with Billy?" Lauren asked. "I know that sounds strange, but you seem to have some clarity about your relationship with her."
