My wife called me, "Billy, come see! We have new neighbors next door." We watched out the window as the movers carried box after box in the house. We never got a glimpse of our new neighbors that day. That was on a Friday afternoon. There was a knock on our door the following afternoon and I opened it to find a strange couple standing there. They were a very attractive couple and I said, "Let me guess, you are our new neighbors."
He laughed and said, "You are correct, I am Hank Turner and this is my lovely wife June."
I said, "Come on in, I'll call my wife." I flipped the switch on the intercom and said, "Dixie, come on out, our new neighbors are here." She was out in a moment and I introduced her to the two new neighbors. "June and Hank Turner this is my beautiful wife Dixie and I am William Pierce."
Hank was a very well built and handsome guy and June, his wife was extremely pretty. She was a strawberry blond with a sleek and trim figure. My Dixie was equally attractive with large breasts, a tiny waist a nice ass. She looked great in anything she wore. Me, I 'm an average guy, 180 lbs on a 5' 11" frame. I stay in very good condition.
We talked for a bit and got acquainted. They had just moved from California and were in Florida for the first time. He was an aircraft electronics technician, and she was an interior designer. I am an account manager for a investment company. Dixie works in real estate as a Broker. She and a long time friend are co-brokers in a office primarily selling acreage.
We were invited to a house warming the next Saturday evening. We were told to wear swim suits as it would be a pool party. Hank and I talked football and fishing, we both loved both. Dixie and Jane wandered off talking a mile a minute. They rejoined us and I whipped up a batch of Margaritas. They went fast so I did another batch. Hank and Jane were feeling no pain when they wandered home.
Dixie came to me and said, "Wow! Did you check out the bulge in Hank's shorts?"
"Big?"
"Huge."
"Is it going to be a problem having a stud like that next door?"
"No, I know our agreement, I won't break it, ever."
"Good Sugar, let's go to bed and I will try and make you forget the stud next door."
"Billy, you know you can do that easily."
"I'm not so sure about that, I've never seen you that excited about the bulge in a guys shorts before. I think you want it."
"What? I just want your bulge. Get those shorts off and I'll show you whose bulge I want."
She pushed me back on our bed and kissed me passionately as she worked at the zipper of my shorts. She scooted down and tugged at my shorts until she worried them down to my feet. She pulled my sneakers off and threw them across the room. The shorts flew after them. Her hand was instantly around my hard cock, rapidly stroking him as her mouth moved to envelop him.
It felt super good, she knew exactly what to do to send me into a state of bliss where I would forget everything. It didn't work this time. I could still hear the excitement in her voice as she asked if I had seen the bulge in Hank's shorts. It brought back bad memories.
We had joined a swinger's club about two years ago. The club had strict rules about members meeting outside the club. I had caught Dixie fucking an other member on the side. To get even I had screwed her best friend. We had a nasty time over that and had quit the club. We almost got a divorce over it. We finally realized we loved each other and didn't want to be apart. We had made an agreement we would never cheat on each other, and never have sex with another person without the express permission of the other spouse and without them being present during the sex. The penalty for breaking the rule was instant divorce. The divorce papers had been drawn up and signed by each of us. They were kept in a locked box at the bank. Each of us had keys.
Our loving was very passionate that night. I felt it was because of Dixie's attraction to Hank.
The following Saturday evening we got ready to go to the house warming. Dixie had bought a new bikini. It was hot, leaving nothing to the imagination. It stopped just short of nudity. It actually was sexier than nudity. She wore a sheer cover-up over it. The outfit, worn with high heeled slides was blazing hot. I was burning with jealousy. Dixie never even noticed. I told her to go on over I would be over in a minute. She agreed and I watched as she hurried over. I followed well behind her and watched as Hank greeted her and pulled her into his arms for a hug and a kiss. It looked too familiar for a second meeting. June ran over and kissed Dixie. It was a long kiss. Junes hands ran over Dixie's body. What the hell was going on here? I could see no other guests at the party. I stayed in the dark shadows. I saw Hank help Dixie out of her cover-up. They all sat close together and were quietly talking. Then Hank stood and started toward the gate between the two yards.
I moved out of the shadows and greeted him. "Hi! Hank, where is everybody?"
"Everyone canceled at the last moment. It is just us chickens, lot's of food and booze. Come on and join us."
We all sat and talked. Hank put some music on and asked Dixie to dance with him. June grabbed my hand and led me out to dance. She pressed tight against me. I glanced at Hank and Dixie, they were pressed tightly together. They were kissing. I didn't like the way this was going. June sensed I was not comfortable with the way this was playing out. She suggested we have something to eat. She told Hank to get the food heating. Hank asked me if I had some fire starter he could borrow. I said I had some and would go get it. I went through the gate then slipped through the bushes and watched. The three of them got together and Hank ran his hands under Dixie's Bra and caressed her tits while June kissed her passionately. I ran to my shed and got the can of fire starter. They were sitting well apart when I returned.
"Here you go Hank. What did I miss?"
Dixie said, "Not a thing Dear. Come sit by me." I sat beside her on a chaise and her hand dropped on my thigh, just brushing my cock. I saw both Hank and June watching from the corner of their eyes. Dixie looked at me and said, "Honey, go get that new CD of Faith Hill's so June and Hank can hear it, please."