Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

My Neighbors Cock 1

| was staring at her now, watching as she peeled down her shorts, slowly exposing her gorgeous ass. Her

naughty bits were concealed by a conservative bikini. Her shirt was already in the pile of clothes at her side, and

her big tits were being held snugly by her elastic top. | was lounging at her side in my pachair, sipping on a

margarita by our pool.

My wife, Anna, is a beautiful specimen of a woman. She has dark flowing hair, grayish-green eyes, and a soft

feminine face. Her body is curvy, like a classic pin-up girl from the 50's. She has large natural breasts, a trim

tummy, and a plump ass that | lust over daily. The sight of her gorgeous tits and ass bouncing around our home

never fails to excite me.

Despite the fact that she is brimming with physical sexuality, my wife is rather shy by nature. Anna's reserved

disposition is a product of her development. She didn't really cinto her own, physically, until college. She

has toldmany stories about her ugly duckling years, which seemingly lasted through most of middle and

high school. Looking at her now, however, it would seem impossible that she ever suffered through such a

phase. Anna's a bonafide sexpot, and earns lust-filled stares nearly everywhere she goes. It's actually grown to

frustrate me. I'm married to such a beautiful woman, yet she refuses to acknowledge just how attractive she

actually is.

My nis Timothy Wilson. Anna and | are both in our early twenties. | work in finance for a trading company

downtown and Anna teaches at a local elementary school. We met during our senior year of University, and

quickly fell in love. Our wedding ceremony actually took place only a few short weeks after our graduation.

Things we tough going at first but luckily we had recently purchased our first hin an up and coming

neighborhood just outside of Denver. The house itself was small, but it was newly constructed, and even though

the other houses in the neighborhood shared similar cookie cutter layouts, we were still proud of it.

A splash of water quickly broughtout of my daze, as Anna dove into the pool. She gracefully swam under the

surface for a time, eventually arising at the other end.

| stood, placing my margarita on the table. | quickly removed my shirt.

I'm of rather average build, standing at 5'-9" in height, and around 170 pounds in weight. I'm not especially

muscular, but i'm not exactly a twig either. | hopped into the water with less grace than my wife, causing a

splash and a subsequent giggle from Anna. We embraced, kissing each other as our wet faces gently collided in

affection.

"I don't want to work tomorrow." she pouted. Her pretty lips looked tantalizing covered in the delicate droplets of

water.

Our Sunday had been lovely so far, but the afternoon was quickly coming to a close.

| kissed her again, neither babe."

"Lets both call in, take a day to ourselves."

I smirked in bemusement, "You know | can't tomorrow..."

Before Anna had a chance to argue a voice shouted out from across the yard.

"Oh, hey there folks!"

It was Bob Stevens, our neighbor. He's an older gentleman, about 50 years of age. He's also rather large,

looming at around 6'-3" and carrying a thick frame. He was probably close to 230 pounds, not all muscle, but

definitely in good shape for a man of his age. He was friendly, seemingly harmless, and ten years widowed. His

wife had died from a rare illness, which was - in our short tknowing him something that was clearly hard for

him to talk about. He lived alone in the house next door, and we had struck up a good neighborly friendship with

him since we had moved in.

Whereas every other house in the neighborhood was separated by a physical fence - for sreason our homes

were separated only by a distinct change in the cut of the grass. Bob had retired early, apparently with more

than enough money to do so. He was seemingly always working on his home, and his lawn condition was

impeccable. The transition from our yard to his was a testament to that.

"Hey Bob, how goes it?" | replied. Anna slunk below the water instinctively, thinking that she was more scantily

clad than she actually was.

He strolled over smiling, shears in hand, wiping sweat from his brow. His large frinterrupted the light of the

afternoon sun.

"Oh you know Tim, just tending to this never ending mess of a yard." he paused, looking down at Anna and me.

"You two sure do enjoy that pool, last couple that lived here never used it. Seems every t| look over you guys

are taking a dip."

He wasn't wrong, we did enjoy ourselves stin the water. "Just getting our moneys worth." | replied,

smiling. "Fancy a margarita? We appear to have made way too much."

He shook his head, "I'd hate to intrude, already rudely interrupted by walking over here."

"Nonsense." | insisted "Anna babe, fetch him one if you would." | patted her ass underneath the water.

She smiled, slightly blushing, "Of course."

Anna slowly walked up the stairs and out of the pool, water cascaded off her large breasts as she strode. Her

bikini was a conservative one, but it was still hot pink, and still a two piece bathing suit. Bob obviously hadn't

seen that much of my wife's body until that moment, and | couldn't help but feel a strange pang of pride over

showing her off to our older neighbor.

Bob was polite, but it was also clear he liked what he saw. He hadn't been shy about giving Anna a stare down or

two since we moved in, again, nearly every man who comes into contact with her does. He deftly looked her up

and down as she handed off the drink to him. "There you are." she offered, sweetly.

"Thank you miss." Bob tried to avoid gawking as he graciously accepted the drink.

Anna rejoinedin the pool and Bob managed a seat on one of the deck chairs. We drank and conversed for a

while longer, but Bob eventually said his goodbyes, and we soon tidied up and headed inside for the day.

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Later that evening Anna and | were making love. | was thrusting into her doggy style, watching as her juicy ass

engulfed the sight of my six inches. She was moaning softly as she took me. My mind wandered back to the

afternoon, and | chuckled internally, wondering what Bob would think if he could see her now.

That sthought caused a brief moment of panic, as I looked to my right in a hurry. | wanted to make sure our

bedroom curtain was closed. Our one hiccup in purchasing the hwas the expansive master bedroom

window, which looked out into a small side yard and then into... Bobs master bedroom window. The homes were

mirrored, and essentially on top of each other. It seemed like odd design, and in a few short weeks we had

already exchanged a handful of awkward waves with Bob - who was seemingly unconcerned with his own

privacy. The proximity was a problem even beyond the visibility. | was certain that if Anna moaned too loudly he

would easily be able to hear her.

| shook the thought from my mind and continued to plow my wife. My orgasm caughtby surprise, and |

erupted, spurting my load into her welcoming pussy. Anna gently whined as | cinside of her. | could quite

often bring her to an orgasm during sex, but unfortunately, | didn't have it inon this night.

After our shower we laid in bed together prepping for slumber. The memory from the afternoon popped into my

mind again and in a restless moment | blurted, "Did you notice Bob checking you out today?"

Anna sighed, "You always think people are checkingout."

| laughed, "That's because they are. Especially our neighbor over there."

I saw her blush, "I guess... a little."

| continued, "The poor guy probably doesn't get much action. | guess | can't blhim for staring."

Anna slappedplayfully on the shoulder. "Pervert." she said, jokingly.

A few weeks went by and nothing more was said of Bobs leering. We had run into him a handful of times and

each the was friendly and welcoming. He even offered to helppave our driveway coming up, which |

accepted. Things took a strange and erotic turn when Bob accidentally caught a glimpse of Anna, in a

compromising position.

My wife has incredible tits. They are Double Ds, natural, bouncy, and without an inch of sag. They belong on a

porn star, or an exotic beauty - not a housewife.

| was eating breakfast one weekday morning when suddenly she crunning down the stairs, shrieking. She

was red faced and angry. "Tim! Why did you leave the curtains open!? The towels are in the dryer and | walked

out of the bathroom naked!"

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| wasn't immediately sure as to why she was so furious, "Okay... and...?"

"Bob was right there! He was staring right at me!"

I nearly choked on my toast, coughing out a reply "Oh shit. | opened them to check the weather, I'm picking up

that client from the airport today. I'm sorry babe."

She was unconvinced, still yelling, "Well | hope your happy! Our neighbor just got a good look at your naked

wife!"

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As | was leaving for work | ran into a red faced Bob, standing by my car.

He was stuttering, "H-Hey Tim. Look, I'm really sorry, | just glanced over and... | heard her scream, and..."

| stopped him, chuckling in resignation "Bob, look - it was an accident. It's no big deal."

He breathed a noticeable sigh of relief, probably having no idea how | would react to the situation. | continued,

"Nothing you haven't seen before." and | gave him a pat on the back.

He chuckled, scratching the back of

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