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.
"Don't touch me Doris, please... please don't." it hadn't gone unnoticed by Doris that he hadn't moved away. In fact, he hadn't tried to stop her at all.
"Fuck me Bobby, and you say you don't want it. You're as fucking hard as concrete. Fucking big too. Can little Kimmie handle this?" she said as she grabbed onto his fat cock like her life depended on it.
"Fuck...yes, she can... Please Doris, I'm begging you... Ohh fuck." He couldn't take his eyes away as she deftly unzipped him, reached inside and manoeuvred his throbbing erection out through his fly.
"There, isn't that better. It was looking a little cramped zipped up in there. Doesn't that feel good?" she said as she manipulated him with both hands.
"Yes, it does, but please stop Doris. It's not right."
"I'm going to suck the shit out of this cock honey, you can stop me if you want to, but I don't think you will. Then you can run home to wifey after you've given me my supper. The next time you can fuck me, just bend me over and fuck me where I stand." Doris got down on her knees in front of him and looking up at him squarely in the eyes, took him into the back of her mouth.
"Mmmmmmmmmmmmm.. What a nice fucking cock.. That bitch doesn't deserve this.. It's a woman's cock..Fuck.." Inside, Doris was smirking to herself. It hadn't taken her long to get the young husband to this state. Ever since they'd moved in next door she'd been planning this. She'd noticed, that day how he hadn't been able to drag his horny eyes away from her bust and as she had walked back to her own house, she had decided that, newlywed be damned, she wanted some of him.
"Fuck Doris, go fucking easy.. Fuck.. You got a good mouth, fuck." Bobby was getting into this. He dropped his hand onto the back of Doris's head. Not that he needed to. She wasn't going anywhere.