Doris "So you finally got the balls to come round then did you?" Doris sneered at the young man stood inside her front door this November evening.
"I shouldn't be here Doris. And I should never have given you my mobile number."
"Oh stop fucking whining like a little bitch. You're here because you want my pussy. Admit it. You loved those naughty texts I've been sending you. You came here simply because I can give you rough nasty sex. Not like that stuck up bitch you married next door. That's why you're here."
"No, you're wrong Doris. You couldn't be further from the truth. It's got to stop, I mean it." Bobby whined at his dominant older neighbour.
"Why? You know you love it. Why did you give me your number if you didn't want me to use it? Come on, man up. I'm a slut Bobby. That means I fucking love cock and I'm fucking gagging for it. Certainly a lot more than I've been getting off that useless fucking husband of mine."
"But I'm married Doris, I'm happy and we're planning on kids. I don't want to fuck that up."
"Awww..That's nice. I'm not asking you to leave your fucking wife, idiot. I'm just asking you to hop the fence when we can, come in here and fuck me."
"It's just so wrong. It would break Kim's heart if she knew. I've never cheated on her before and I don't think I can go through with it."
"Sure you can. Look at you now; you can't stop gawping at my tits can you? And if you do end up having kids, her flat chest will never get any fucking bigger." It was true. Ever since he'd met Doris, he was always staring at her huge tits, which was sometimes difficult when his wife was around.
"Stop talking about my wife like that. You don't know her." Bobby said indignantly, doing his best to defend his wives honour.
"I know enough. How long have you lived next door? What..2 months, and yet here you are, inside my front door, just because I sent you some naughty texts. Don't make me laugh. You want to fuck. So man-up and fucking do it."
"I told you, I'm here to ask you to stop. I don't need this in my life. I'm more than happy with my wife thank you."
"Ok. You've told me, so why are you still here, in my house, looking at me. Shame though. You would have loved some of this." Doris smirked as she lifted her skirt to show her naked pussy to her supposedly friends husband.
"P..p...put your skirt down. I don't need to see your pussy." Bobby was staring though. He couldn't believe she was totally bare down there.
"You sure you don't? You're still looking. Maybe you want me to take you. Is that it Bobby? You want me, someone who's old enough to be your grandmother, to make you want it?" she said as she grabbed hold of his swollen dick through his shorts.