"Oh my god, honey. What did you put in here?" a guy is taking a big suitcase out of a car.
"It's just clothes and some bath stuff! You really need to come back to the gym with me..." his wife is grabbing some bags and smiling at his little groans.
"Oh, come on. I am still lean. And you know I've been having a tough time at work and with the move. I'll come back soon, I promise."
"I know, cutie." she gives him a peck and they get into their new house.
Jack and Ashley are a newlywed couple in their late twenties that moved to a different city, two hours away driving from their original home.
He was offered a similar job at the same tech company, with a big pay raise. Brain-dead choice.
They are both excited to start their new life together in this beautiful house.
It's a nice bungalow with a front and back garden, and space for two cars and many children.
They were able to get this house due to an inheritance on her part.
They might not confess, but they have both cried of happiness at the thought of their new life together.
Jack already knew some of his new coworkers from video calls and meetings, and promised them a nice BBQ and them meeting his wonderful wife of six months, Ashley.
She is a beautiful brunette, with deadly curves and nice, natural breasts.
Jack is not bad looking himself, but he knows how lucky he is to have married her.
She has light green eyes, thick lips, a bunch of tattoos, since she's mainly a tattoo artist.
She's very social, an explorer and charismatic to no end.
He has talked many times about how much he has grown socially by being alongside her, in the walk of roses their relationship has been.
As every couple, they have had slight discussions.
•Mother in law is doing too much.
•Babies? How many?
•I am still horny, Jack, give me head.
But they have moved on, always stronger than before.
As they are installing and decorating their new home with pictures, posters and paintings, the doorbell rings.
"Open the door, Jack. I'm in my bra!" Ashley gets into the bedroom to change, just in case.
Through the peephole Jack can see a man.
He is tall, probably in his fifties, he has blue eyes, a hat and a long, but trimmed, mostly white beard. His Hawaiian shirt and smile make Jack trust him quickly.
He opens the door: "Hey neighbor." the guy has a deep, soothing voice. "I am Will Turner, your next door neighbor." he signals to your left.
"I brought some pastries, and I have a bottle of nice wine waiting at my house. Didn't want to bring it, in case you didn't drink. It would have been awkward... Well, I made it awkward anyways." he laughs, and Jack joins him.
"Oh, sure, we drink from time to time. Nice to meet you, I'm Jack."
"And I'm Ashley." she appears behind him, dressed in a beautiful sundress.
"Wow, what a lovely couple!" Will's smile broadens. "Well, summer is starting and I have a nice pool in my backyard. You're obviously invited. Here, have my number." He hands the couple two business cards.
Impressed, they thank him for the pastries, say their goodbyes and close the door.
"Well, well, well! We have a big dog next door!" Ashley jokes.
"Hey, I might have to start making some of those cards."
"What about mine?"
"You already have your presentation card all over your face, honey." Jack walks towards her.
"Yeah... and what does it say?" she teases.
"Do I have to spell it out?" he kisses her.
She nods and kisses back.
"Best artist *peck*, hottest wife *peck*, nicest heart *peck*."
"That was good, to the bed!" laughing, she pulls him by the arm and to the bedroom upstairs.
As always, lots of foreplay is involved.
Jack tastes her whole body, from head to toe.
He caresses her nipples and licks her neck.
The brunette trembles at his touch: "you're so good for me. Good...boy..."
She has always been dominant in bed, playing mommy from time to time, which Jack finds super hot.
The magical words make him blush, and he fights back by kissing down, to her navel, her bikini line, her pussy.
He works on those beautiful pink lips, then up to her clitoris.
"You're so wet, Ash."
"You know she cries of happiness whenever you give her attention."
He chuckles and immerses himself in that warm paradise, between his wife's legs.
She has orgasmed twice, when she says: "Get in, big boy!"
He grabs one of the condoms he thoughtfully put in the drawer of his nightstand.
He quickly puts it on and, while embracing the love of his life, he lays over her in missionary.
She opens her pussy lips and he inserts his penis in her folds.
"You're so warm and tight, honey."
"Am I?" she hugs his shoulders and kisses him, intertwining her tongue with his.
"Yes, I love you!"
"I love you too!"
They enjoy missionary for some minutes, holding hands and kissing.
"Good boy! Now get up."
He moves up and she gets on fours.
"Mhh, doggy style! Adventurous, are we?"
Between laughs, she pushes back into his dick, he holds her voluptuous hips and thrusts forward for some more minutes.
"Honey, I'm coming!" Jack says, as the wet noises speed up.
"Yes, do it! Fuck me!"
He wails and falls on top of his wife, hugging and kissing the back of her sweaty neck.
"You're wonderful." he whispers.
"I'll say you too if you get off me and cuddle. Obviously I'm big spoon..."
He smiles and complies, then he takes the condom off and ties it.
They take a nap like this, living their dream and dreaming their life.
Next day there's a raging sun.
Jack just came back from work, and she has finished sending curriculums at nearby tattoo studios, so she asks if they should text their neighbor to hang out.
"Sure, I leave work at 5. Do you want to come then?" Will texts back.
At 5.30, the couple put their swimsuits on and walk around the fence to meet Will.
He is making some glizzies behind his very modern grill.
He has no shirt on, and his tanned body is incredibly fit for a guy in his fifties.
He has a killing frame, with protruding abs instead of a beer belly, nice biceps and delts.
A bit of grey body hair only makes him look better, Ashley thinks.
He has a nice head of grey hair, a circular tattoo on his left pectoral, and one on each shoulder.
"Hey, Will. Oh my god, you look great! Need to give us some gym tips." Ashley laughs.
Jack is lean but nowhere near as buffed as this daddy.
"Thanks, dear. You don't look bad yourselves!" Will politely answers.
The pet name upsets Jack a bit, but he guesses Will is just a nice, affectionate guy. He seems so, at least.
"I'll warn you now, you will have to tell my wife all about your tattoos. She is obsessed!"
"And you won't get one with me..." Ashley pouts at her partner.
They laugh, and Will excuses himself to get some plates from the kitchen.
Now that his crotch is visible, they realise he's been wearing a blue Speedo all along, and his bulge is massive.
Jack, flustered, gives his wife a look of compliance, but she is just staring at it with an open mouth, standing still as the man goes inside his house.
"Ash?" Jack calls her annoyed, bringing her out of her trance.
"Y-yes?"
"Are you okay?"
"Of course!" she smiles at him, and touches the pool water with her toe. "It's cold!" she changes the subject.
"Crap, you know I don't do well in cold water."
