The Fantasy Intensifies
After about five minutes of relaxing from her intense climax, she figured she'd better get back on track. it had been more than thirty minutes since she turned on the dishwasher and she figured it was time to finally get herself into the shower. She snatched up her toy to clean it before returning it to the pouch. Each time she picked it up it amazed her. Not just the size of it, but also the weight. She always wondered if men who were really that big weigh similarly. She sighed and figured that it'll be a question she may have all her life.
After rinsing off her plentiful juices from it, she pat it dry with a towel and returned it to the pouch. As she got the shower running, she wondered if their neighbor's prick is heavy. She wondered what his wife gets to do to him every night. More than that, she imagined what he does to her. She forced herself to stop thinking of him. it was distracting her from her tasks.
Still, as sje stepped into the shower, the hot water combined with her hands gliding over her body had her once again thinking about their neighbor. She managed to make it through her shower but the whole time she found that the image of him working out and what looked to be a very promising bulge between his legs kept entering her mind. After drying off, she could feel her continued wetness and squishy feeling between her legs. She knew that once she got into a rhythm she'd be more focused on unpacking, but for the next few minutes she kept going back in time in her mind.
After a few hours, she hadn't thought of him at all and she'd been very productive. it was three in the afternoon when she heard Justin driving into the garage. She was looking forward to telling him about their new neighbor and what she thought of all morning. She knew that she could tell him about any and all of her fantasies. In fact, he'd told her that he wanted to hear about any men that she fantasized about. And she'd become comfortable enough to tell him about them. She saw that it turned him on to know that she had fantasies about other men, especially if those fantasies included a well-endowed man. So, now she was waiting to tell him all about him.
When he came in they talked a little bit about their days but she withheld the part about their neighbor. She was waiting for a good time. When he told her that he was going to go to their room to change into some comfies, she figured that was as good a time as any. As she watched him undress she began to tell him.
"James, have you met our neighbors yet?"
"No, but the neighbors across the street waved to him the other day."
"Did you meet the couple next door?"
"No."
"We have a sexy neighbor, sweetie."
She immediately had his undivided attention. She looked at him and kept a close eye on his prick in his underwear to see if her words had any effect on him.
"Yeah, the neighbor next door towards their bedroom window has a REALLY nice body."
Assuming she'd met him, he asked, "What's his name?"
"I don't know, I didn't meet him."
Confused, he asked, "How do you know he's sexy if you didn't meet him?"
"Well, he has a nice body and works out."
Even more curious, he asked, "How do you know?"
"I saw him working out. Look out of our window towards his house."
He moved to the window and saw the neighbor's weight room.
Joking with her, he smiled and said, "So, you were peeping on their brand new neighbor?!"