My Neighbour's Wife

My neighbour Jack was always at logger heads with his wife Jenny.At one time, he gave his better half a beating to the point of his wife being hospitalized for good ten days. Her head was swollen.She had two broken ribs.

Jack was a bag of bones with long legs like flamingo. He was workaholic and never had time for his wife. As far as he was concerned,he neither cared for her pleasure nor her leisure.

Right now, I could hear a heated argument taking place in their apartment. I was seated outside my apartment bare chest and in jungle shorts enjoying the cool night breeze. It was nine o'clock shy of sixteen minutes before getting inside to watch the news broadcast.

Breaking furniture and screaming ensued in Jack's apartment. No neighbour was ready to pour oil on their troubled water affair. Jack was a former navy seal and was well known for his violent temper. No one was ready to cross his line for whatever reason.

Their window shattered and a woman's high heeled stiletto shoe came out. No sooner had the shoe landed on the paved surface than Jenny shot out of the apartment like an arrow. She was in a nightdress and she dashed into my apartment.She almost knocked me down but in the nick of time, I managed to get out of her way. I asked myself " of all the apartments why did this woman decided to seek refuge from mine.?"

Before an answer had materialized from my brain, Jack came out staggering. He held his forehead which was oozing blood like a cut artery. His snow white shirt was soaked in blood. "Have you seen my wife?" he asked in a painful voice. "No" I responded harshly and glared at him.I continued looking daggers at him and he moved away.

I waited like five minutes before I went in. Jenny was a smart woman. She had switched off the lights. I locked the door behind me and switched on the lights.There she was, seated on the sofa sobbing.

I looked at her. In her transparent nightdress: bra less and pants less. I knew if I went to console her, one thing would lead to another. Possibly fucking Jack's wife. I was just torn apart to either go to her or not. She stood up and I clearly saw her nipples and the bush of her mound. The two items were crying for attention.

"Why all this temptation? " I asked myself. She ran to me and hugged me tight. She continued to sob while her head was on my shoulder. "who am I? A man made of flesh and blood. Full of feelings and sensuality. " My heart is not made of stone, " I told myself.

Come what may, I lifted her chin and looked into her now bedroom eyes. I kissed her to stop her from crying. It worked like magic. She kissed me back. I cupped her butt and gradually began to massage it. I lifted her nightie and pulled it off her figure eight body through the head.

Gently I lay her on my velvet mohair carpet. One at a time I kissed and sucked her tits. I was rewarded by her moaning. I fingered her cunt. I directed the finger to her clit. Few seconds later she climaxed.

I spread her legs and extended them towards her shoulders. I entered her cunt which was now dripping wet. My cock kept going into her pussy until my balls were touching her ass cheeks.

I pounded her pussy like there was no tomorrow. She was not passive. She gently played with my erect nipples. Rubbing, twisting and pinching them in an expert way. My balls ached and emptied its contents into her love tunnel. Few seconds later she climaxed again and again.

This woman was full of surprises. She told me to stand up and I did so. She squatted and took my dick into her mouth. she sucked it until it became hard again. She turned and she was on her fours. Her butt at angle in the air.

I rushed to the bedroom and came back with the lubricant. l oiled her ass hole and applied some to my dick.I pushed my dick into her ass hole. It went in to the hilt without any hiccups. I pumped and pumped into her as she moaned. She begging me to fuck her harder and I increased the tempo to our mutual satisfaction as we climaxed together.

That night we didn't sleep a wink. We made love with just short breaks in between. We made love on the cosy couch, on the oval dining table, on the kitchen tiles and lastly ended in the king sized bed in the bedroom.

As the cock crowed announcing the birth of a new beautiful day. I remembered the words of one wise man. A man who quarrels with his wife during the day has rough time during the night. I felt pity for Jack and wished never to be in shoes ever.