This is the second installment in a series detailing the blossoming sexual relationship between a recently-divorced wife and her college-grad neighbor. For some background on how these two first got together, please read Intimate Neighbors Ch. 1. Thank you to everyone who gave such positive feedback on my first-ever attempt at erotic fiction. I look forward to continuing the series on a regular basis and hope you enjoy this story as well. Special thanks to WhiteWave48 and Lord Thelonius Porksword for taking the time to offer their honest editorial thoughts. Comments and suggestions are both welcome and appreciated and I would especially like to hear from my female readers.
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The rumble of a summer storm woke me from a sound sleep. Rubbing my eyes, I struggled to see through a darkness I did not immediately recognize. Suddenly, a bright flash revealed enough detail amid the shadows for me to realize I was in my bedroom. Though I had only been awake for a few seconds, the events of the previous evening remained as brilliant as the lightning that now filled the night sky. What began as a simple request for help from a neighbor had become an intimate encounter with a beautiful, older woman. As I replayed the evening in my mind, the rain continued to pound against the window.
Though morning was only a few hours away, the memories of my tryst with Deb had stirred my desires yet again. The heat of the day had carried into the night, and I had stripped down before falling asleep. As lightning flashed across the sky, the accompanying thunder was almost hypnotic as my hand slowly worked its way under the silk sheet that provided my only cover. I should have gone back to sleep, but the arousal I now felt was not going to go away.
I pulled the sheet back to reveal my rising cock, the driving rain providing an erotic cadence that seemed to keep time with the increasingly rapid pounding in my chest. As my hand slowly moved down my torso, the feather-like sensation of fingers on skin triggered an involuntary tightening of my stomach.
Growing up, I never had what you would call a 'rock-hard body', but my new karate class had knocked a few pounds off and my abs were now firm, yet smooth, to the touch. As my hand continued downward I reached my pubic area, which was nearly as smooth as a baby's bottom. I thought back to the ex-girlfriend who introduced me to the pleasure of shaving around my cock. We had been drinking late one night when she offered to trim my pubic area. Thoughts of John Bobbitt raced through my head until she explained how horny it made her to suck off a man with no pubic hair to get in the way. Though we broke up shortly thereafter, I continue to shave myself as the pleasurable effect it has on women far outweighs any discomfort I may experience.
I wrapped my hand around my cock and began masturbating toward another orgasm. Slowly stroking myself, I felt warm pre-cum begin to run down onto my hand. I rubbed the natural lubricant along the length of my shaft and quickened my pace, debating whether or not to get up and finish in the bathroom, but the darkness combined with the sound of the rain to create an ambiance of sensuality that kept me where I lay. Feeling the surging sensation in my cock that signaled I was going to come soon, I closed my eyes and reflected on the first time I saw Deb up close...
It was the summer following my freshman year in high school. With the afternoon sun approaching the horizon and the cicadas' nightly melody in the air, I had seen a small black dog in my yard and realized it was Deb's new lab puppy. Figuring he must have gotten loose, I knelt down and he immediately came to me when called. My new friend gave me a few licks of appreciation as I picked him up and headed toward Deb's house.
As I crossed the street, Deb opened the front door and stepped out onto the porch.
"There you are, you silly thing," she said, an expression of relief spreading across her face as she made her way toward us.
We had always exchanged the usual neighborly pleasantries in the past and I knew she was a very attractive woman. But until this moment, I had no idea just how stunning she was. She stood five foot six and had a gorgeous body, weighing around 125 pounds and appearing as if she worked out every day. Her tanned arms and legs were firm, but not too muscular and her skin looked as smooth as that of a 20-year old girl.
She was wearing a white tank top and judging from the delicate beads of sweat that trailed toward her visible cleavage, I could tell she had been working in the late afternoon heat. Her chest was heaving as she approached and the half-dollar sized outline of her brown nipples was unmistakable through the thin material. Deb had no need for a bra as her full breasts sat high and firm in her tank top.
As I watched my beautiful neighbor cross the yard, the setting sun accented her long auburn hair, a series of strawberry gold blonde highlights now evident. Her slender hips swayed as she strolled through the grass. Her white tank top stopped a few inches above the light pink bikini bottom she was wearing, but it was not the sight of her toned midriff that immediately caught my attention. Instead, my eyes focused on an unmistakable outline clearly visible through the pink material. I'd watched a few porno movies growing up, but the sight of Deb's shaved pussy peeking through her nearly-transparent bikini bottom was the most erotic thing I had ever seen. As I stood transfixed, unable to take my eyes off of her, it was obvious that though she was married, Deb had no problem with showing off her thirty-something figure.
"Thank you so much for finding Lucky," Deb said excitedly. Her green eyes were gentle, but piercing and she had a smile that would melt even the most cantankerous old man.
As her words snapped me from my daze, I tried to regain my composure while a noticeable bulge was now visible through my shorts.
"Oh, no problem Mrs. Raymond," I stammered. "He just came over for a visit."
"He's been very mischievous lately, trying to sneak away when I'm not watching," she explained, a devilish grin letting me know I had been caught staring at her luscious body. "Anyway, thanks again for bringing him over."
With that, Deb turned and gave me the final piece of my visual trilogy. If I thought her bikini barely covered her pussy, there were no words for what I was now seeing. A narrow strip of pink fabric rose from between her legs, the G-string stretched tightly up her firm ass. Her auburn hair flowed in the gentle wind as she walked away, her magnificent figure still the focus of my attention. As she reached the corner of her house, Deb looked back over her shoulder and smiled, showing her approval of my voyeuristic behavior with her seductive gaze...
A crash of thunder snapped me out of my daydream and I began to stroke my shaft in earnest. I could still smell the perfume Deb had been wearing, though it had been hours since we parted. My hard dick began to swell in my hand as I was only seconds from coming. As my entire body began to stiffen, I licked my lips and found the musky taste of her pussy still remained. I closed my eyes and angled my cock skyward as cum began to stream out. A warm sensation spread upward over my body, splashing on my firm stomach as if the warm summer rain had infiltrated my room. As the last bit of cum trickled down my now-softening shaft, I relaxed and realized this would be a summer like no other.
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Deb and I had spoken several times in the days following, but she had worked late the last few nights and we hadn't seen each other since. I was beginning to wonder whether it really was just a one-night stand or if her words in the kitchen had been sincere. A few hours later, the answer arrived as my cell phone began to vibrate.
"Hello?"
"Hey babe, I've really missed you," Deb's soft voice reassured me.
"You have?"
