Saturday had arrived. My wife Meg and our neighbour Lisa were out for drinks. Our kids were away, and Lisa’s boyfriend Rick and I sat at either end of a long couch, chilling out with a beer and watching the game. The game was close - between my home team and their nemesis. It was the final quarter, and my team was down. It was a close game that had pulled us in. I heard a key in the front door. My wife Meg had arrived hom...

Things on our street had quietened in the few months since our last fling with our neighbour Rick. Some things remained the same. Our sons were still best friends, and as before, when Rick’s ex-wife took her turn looking after Rick’s son, our son frequently travelled with them, leaving us all to our own devices. Some things had changed. Meg continued to coach basketball and look after herself. She was as gorgeous as ever...

My wife Meg was up before me the following day. I climbed out of bed and found her in the kitchen making breakfast. “How are you feeling this morning?” I said as I started making a much-needed coffee. “A bit sore. I think I drank too much. How are you? After yesterday and all.” “I’m ok. Still incredibly horny for some reason. I don’t know what’s gotten into me.” Meg smiled and said, “I can’t remember being this horny eith...

It had been about six months since Rick moved in next door with his 8-year-old son. I’m Phil and had been in the neighbourhood for about five years. We’d hit it off well from our first meeting when I pulled up to chat as I finished my run and saw him working in his garden. We were both just over six feet tall and fit for our ages. Rick was more muscular, and I was lean. Both of us regularly worked out and ran. Following h...