On Friday morning, my husband, Paul, departed for a week of fishing with his friends. This was their yearly excursion. Toby headed off to school, and I took a moment to gather my thoughts and packed a bag with the essential items. It was time to address Tori about my concerns.

However, before proceeding, I needed to make sure I appeared presentable. Since it was yet another scorching day, I chose to wear a light blue sleeveless crop top with a U-cut design, complemented by navy blue athletic shorts. As I looked into the full-length mirror, I thought to myself, You still have it; going to the gym is paying off. Not too shabby for being forty and a mother.

After slipping on my white sneakers, I picked up my bag and headed to Tori's residence. I hoped that Derek had not yet returned from his business trip.

I pressed the doorbell and waited, and waited, and waited. Finally, the door opened, revealing Tori. The sight before me was nothing short of breathtaking.

Although I had seen her just a few days earlier, this moment brought back memories from my college days.

Tori stood there, her hair wrapped in a white towel. The towel draped around her body did little to hide her enticing curves. It was so short that if she were to sit down, she would be exposed. The towel barely covered her nipples, highlighting the deep valley between her two perfect breasts.

The feeling of attraction towards another woman surged back after a long absence. I felt my nipples hardening against my top, and warmth spread through me. Just then, I heard...

“Hello, Evie. Please come in and excuse my appearance; I was finishing my shower when I heard the doorbell and rushed down,” she said casually.

“Is Derek home? Because what I need to discuss is just between us.”

“No, there was a change of plans, and he won’t be back until Sunday.” Tori closed and locked the door, then suggested, “Let’s go to the kitchen; I’ll make some coffee.”

Wow, Evie looks incredible. It’s evident she appreciates what she sees. This could work to my advantage, depending on how the conversation unfolds.

I followed Tori into the kitchen and took a seat at the table. She began to prepare the coffee. While she was preoccupied, I found myself unable to resist admiring her. As she reached up to the cabinet for the coffee cups, her towel slipped, exposing a voluptuous breast.

Mmm, that certainly caught her attention; now I need to turn, face her, and feign innocence.

Tori retrieved the cups and placed them on the counter. To my surprise, she turned to face me. I was captivated, wishing the towel would somehow slip further and reveal more of her.

“Oops, I apologize, Evie. Let me adjust the towel, and then we can have coffee,” she said in her usual tone.

Once she was done, Tori brought the cups and coffee pot to the table and went to the fridge. She opened the door and bent down to grab the milk. I could clearly see her intimate area.

An immediate wave of arousal surged through my body, igniting every nerve. My nipples craved touch, and my pussy tingled.

Oh God, I haven't felt this way in such a long time. However, I must stay focused on the reason for my visit.

Tori joined me at the table, saying, “You are an incredibly attractive woman, Evie. I absolutely adore your top; it reveals just enough to spark one's imagination. Now, what brings you here?”

I felt myself blush, questioning whether she was intentionally trying to fluster me and distract me from my purpose for being here.

“Hello, Evie. Are you with me?” Tori asked, sounding a bit concerned.

“Oh, my apologies, Tori. I'm fine,” I replied calmly.

She clearly appreciated what she saw; I needed to take my time.

“So, what was it you wanted to discuss with me?” Tori inquired, her voice filled with curiosity.

“It's regarding Toby and his employment with you.” I said in a calm voice.

Here it comes; be prepared, girl.

“Proceed, Evie.”

“Yesterday, upon Toby's return home after working for you, I detected a unique fragrance on him. It was not cologne. This morning, while I was in his room gathering clothes for laundry, I noticed they bore the same scent. Furthermore, I came across a note with a red lipstick kiss, indicating an additional ten dollars, a gratuity for his services.”

“What are you suggesting, Evie?”

“Let’s not beat around the bush, Tori.” Although I would prefer to do so with you. Goodness, what am I thinking? I must keep my composure.

“Are you engaging in sexual activities with my son?” I inquired in a serious, somewhat irritated tone.

I need to redirect her focus.

“Before I answer, may I ask how long it has been since you last engaged in sexual intercourse? I detected a trace of jealousy in your voice,” Tori commented in her usual manner.

“This isn’t about me; it’s about you,” I responded, trying to evade her question.

I must regain focus; Tori cannot uncover the truth.

“Come now, don’t tell me you’ve never imagined being intimate with your son. I certainly would if I were in your situation,” Tori remarked nonchalantly.

“Goodness, Tori, that’s my son you’re talking about. It’s already concerning that I haven’t had sex in quite a while. But to fantasize about him? That’s morally wrong on so many levels,” I articulated, sounding distressed.

“To answer your question, yes, I engaged in sexual relations with him. He’s eighteen, I’m twenty-five, and it was consensual. I also performed oral sex on him, and he reciprocated; it was the best sexual experience I’ve had in a long time. Don’t get me wrong; Derek and I are intimate, but due to his age, he cannot satisfy my sexual needs. He allowed me to seek a lover, and I did—your son, Evie.”

Tori moved closer, positioned herself in front of me, and whispered in my ear, “I noticed your reaction; those nipples don’t lie. It excites you to know I’ve been intimate with your son,” she spoke in a sultry tone, her hand caressing my now erect nipples through my shirt.

“No, you are mistaken; it is simply a result of the chill in this room, and in addition, you are touching my nipples,” I asserted, trying to sound convincing as I pushed her hand away.

She is being evasive; I must refine my strategy, so here I go.

Tori positioned herself behind me and whispered again in my ear, “Do not pretend to be innocent with me, Evie. You can trust me; it will remain our secret.”

Her warm breath ignited my desire, and her hands gently caressed my shoulders. I felt her lips softly press against my neck and nibble on my earlobe.

Goodness, how does she know precisely how to entice me?

“Please stop; this is inappropriate. I should leave,” I said nervously.

I began to move, but Tori stopped me by pressing down on my shoulders.’

“Come on, Evie, admit that you fantasize about your son. You will feel much better,” she said in a soothing yet seductive tone.

“I—I...”

“That’s it, Evie, you can do it,” Tori encouraged as her fingers slipped beneath my top, teasing my sensitive nipples.

Oh my, what is she doing? I feel so powerless.

“That’s it, Evie, just give in to the moment. You will feel better.”

“Yes, you are right; I do fantasize about Toby and have secretly watched him while he was pleasuring himself. When he climaxed, there was a significant amount of semen. I pleasured myself while observing and reached my peak alongside him.”

Tori stepped aside, looked at me with her beautiful emerald green eyes, and gently kissed me. For a fleeting moment, I returned the kiss.

What am I doing? This is wrong; I must leave.

I could feel my embarrassment enveloping me; she was correct, and she was aware of it. Tori stepped back and glanced at my lower body for a moment before taking my hand.

“What are you doing, Tori?” I asked, confused.

“We are going to my bedroom, and we will release all that repressed sexual tension you have been holding onto,” she said seductively.

“No, I cannot; this is too overwhelming. I need to go,” I replied anxiously, beginning to walk toward the door.

Before I could open the door, Tori seized my wrist, spun me around, and pressed me against the door. As she kissed me, a wave of memories from my college days surged back, recalling the touch of another woman and the sensations it evoked. Having been deprived of intimacy for an extended period, I felt an urgent need to alleviate my sexual frustration and fervently kissed Tori.

That's it, Evie, allow yourself to indulge. Just a bit more teasing, and she will desire more.

I found myself completely absorbed in the kiss as our tongues intertwined. Her skilled fingers slid the straps of my top down from my shoulders. I sensed all my sexual frustration dissipate.

I reached up and removed the towel from her hair while we continued kissing. The desire intensified until she broke the kiss and gazed into my eyes.

Oh God, is she going to stop this? I crave more; I need to—no, I want to make love to her.

Evie is prepared for what lies ahead; I can hardly wait to bury my face between her legs. It is time to head upstairs.

Without uttering a word, Tori took my hand and guided me to the staircase. We paused at the bottom of the stairs, and she remarked, “You won’t be needing this,” as she pulled my top over my head, allowing it to drop to the floor.

We climbed the stairs, with me following behind her, and I could see her pussy beneath her towel. My pussy tingled, and my nipples ached to be licked, sucked, and even bitten.

“Enjoying the view, Evie?” she asked in a sultry tone.

Damn, how does this girl know exactly which buttons to push?

As we walked down the hall toward the bedroom, I kicked off my shoes, and when we arrived at the bedroom door, Tori turned to me, looked me in the eyes, and asked, “Are you ready for what will happen once we step inside, Evie?”

Shit, can I go through with this? Should I? I feel so anxious.

“It’s alright, Evie; I won’t do anything you don’t want to do.”

I took a deep breath and extended my hand. Tori grasped my hand, and we approached the end of the bed. She hooked her fingers in the waistband of my shorts and whispered in a seductive tone, “Are you sure, Evie?”

“Yes, please don’t stop,” I replied in a voice filled with need.

She lowered the shorts, allowing them to fall to the ground.

“Mmm, going commando, I appreciate it, and your pussy looks absolutely stunning. I adore that it’s hairless.”

Goodness, this woman is breathtaking, with shoulder-length black hair, breasts slightly larger than mine, a hairless pussy, and a physique that complements mine perfectly. She is flawless!

I felt a mix of embarrassment and arousal from her words; I kissed her with a fervor I hadn’t experienced in ages. Our bodies were pressed together, her hands exploring every inch of me.

I fumbled as I searched for the knot at her side, and upon finding it, I hesitated.

Tori whispered between kisses, “Go ahead, sweetheart, pull and discover what you’ve been longing to see since our first encounter.”

Wow, this girl is impressive; how did she know?

She stepped back just enough for me to glimpse what was concealed beneath the towel. I loosened the knot, and the towel dropped to the floor. I stood there, mesmerized. If it isn’t Aphrodite herself! She is stunning, with full, firm breasts, prominent nipples, a landing strip, and a body to die for. She is perfection!

We stood there, openly admiring one another, when I asked, “Do you like what you see, Tori?” in a seductive tone that surprised even me.

“No, Evie, I love it; you are absolutely gorgeous, I want to devour you,” Tori replied in a sultry voice.

“You, Evie, do you like what you see?" Tori asked in a similarly sultry tone.

“No, I love it; you are truly Aphrodite herself!” I responded lustfully.

I softly nudged Tori, causing her to fall back onto the bed. The view of her breasts moving sparked a longing within me that I had not experienced in quite some time.

I knelt down, placed my hands on her knees, and gently parted her toned legs.

Tori propped herself up on her elbows, smiled, and slowly ran her tongue across her lips. I smiled back and lowered my head between her legs. Her sweet aroma was intoxicating.

I kissed her inner thigh and labia, moving up above her mound. Then I kissed down to the other labia and inner thigh and back up to where I began. I repeated this six times, all the while rubbing her nipples with a finger and flicking them.

“Aaahhh, that feels incredibly pleasurable,” she purred.

I flattened my tongue and began to lick her slit, moving up to just before her clitoris and then back down. I paused momentarily to gently suck on each labia before continuing to the base of her slit. I maintained this rhythm until she whimpered… “Keep going and pinch my nipples,” while thrusting her hips toward my face.

My mouth and chin were now coated in her sweet essence. It was time to provide her with the release she craved; I inserted my index and middle fingers, slowly pushing in and out.

The moment had arrived; she was thrusting her hips and arching her back, moaning louder, “Fuck, Evie, make me come, please!”

At the same time, I curled my two fingers to tease her G-spot while sucking and flicking my tongue over and around her clit. My other hand gently squeezed her breast and pinched the stiff nub.

Tori thrust her hips upward, her back arched, and she screamed, “Aaarrgghh, I’m coming!”

Her body trembled as if an electric shock coursed through her. She collapsed onto the bed, then shot back up as I continued my oral assault.

“Oh God, no more Evie. Please stop,” she gasped, breathless.

I withdrew my fingers from her pussy while my flattened tongue softly pressed against her throbbing clit. Lifting my hand to her mouth, Tori licked and sucked her sweetness from my fingers. With my other hand, I gently massaged her breasts.

It must have taken her five minutes to recover, at which point I climbed onto the bed and straddled her beautiful face, saying, “Eat.”

“Evie, you have astonished me; the genie is out of the bottle, and there is no turning back.”

With my back to the door, I sat down and began grinding my pussy over Tori’s mouth. The first time her tongue made contact, every nerve in my body seemed to ignite, causing me to exclaim, “Oh, fuck!”

Meanwhile…

“Hey, Mom, it’s me, Toby. I’m  home.”

There was no answer; I looked everywhere. She wasn’t home, so I quickly changed into a t-shirt and a pair of athletic shorts. After slipping on my Nikes, I decided to go over to Tori’s and see if the pool needed cleaning. 

Back at Tori’s…

I accessed the backyard via the side gate, and as I made my way to the shed, I glanced at the pool and observed the debris floating on its surface. After unlocking the door, I entered and retrieved the skimmer that was hanging on the wall.

To say I was disheartened by Tori's absence would be an understatement. However, what could I have anticipated? She had given me the day off since Derek was returning from his business trip.

Ten minutes later, I was back at the shed, returning the skimmer and locking the door. I decided to inform Tori that I had cleaned the pool. I walked over to the patio, and noticing the absence of a doorbell, I attempted to turn the handle on the French door.

To my astonishment, it was unlocked. I stepped inside, but she was not in the kitchen. I checked the study, but she was not there either. Next, I went to the living room, and she was absent from that space as well. A white towel lay on the floor near the front door. Just as I was about to leave, I heard muffled sounds coming from upstairs.

As I approached the staircase, I spotted a light blue top. I quietly ascended the stairs, and as I got closer to the source of the sounds, it became evident. The muffled noises were not from a man. I let out a soft sigh of relief; Derek was not home.

Moving cautiously down the hall, I noticed a pair of white sneakers. The sounds became clearer and were emanating from Tori's bedroom. Standing just out of sight of the open door, I realized there were two women in the room. Should I dare to enter, or should I retreat?

Being careful not to make a sound, I stepped inside and noticed a white towel at the foot of the bed. At the same time, I observed that Tori was lying on her back, and a black-haired woman was straddling her face. I managed to approach the side of the bed without being noticed.

That was when I realized... “Mom! What the hell are you doing!?” I exclaimed loudly.

She literally leaped off Tori and, while attempting to conceal herself with a pillow, exclaimed, “Oh my God, what are you doing here!?”

Tori quickly rose, stating, “Evie, remain where you are, do not move, and do not utter a word. Toby, your mother and I engaged in an extensive discussion, during which she confided in me about the recent lack of intimacy in her life. One thing led to another, and here we find ourselves.” She spoke in a composed manner.

“But Tori, my mother!?” I protested.

“She required this. Furthermore, she has discerned what we have been involved in.”

 “Mom, is this accurate?”

“Yes, Toby, it is accurate, and I harbor no resentment towards you.” She replied in a soft voice.

Tori had dismounted from the bed and was now kneeling on the floor before me.

Oh no, she’s about to perform oral sex on him; I must intervene. However, I cannot, considering what transpired between her and me.

Tori glanced at Mom, flashed a mischievous smile, and with a swift motion, grasped the waistband of my shorts and pulled them down. A gasp escaped as my cock was revealed. I turned to see Mom, her hand covering her mouth, her eyes wide with shock. The pillow she had been holding had fallen.

WOW! It’s the first time I’ve seen Mom in her natural state; she’s stunning!

Mom and I watched as Tori took my cock into her mouth.

This is exhilarating; she’s deepthroating my son. His shaved cock appears significantly larger now that I am closer. I cannot avert my gaze.

“Aaahhh, Tori, that feels incredible; please continue.” I moaned.

Her head moved rhythmically, sucking and swirling her tongue around the shaft. Upon reaching the large, mushroom-shaped tip, she would swirl her tongue around it before descending again, giving the tip a gentle kiss.

Her hand was softly rolling and squeezing my testicles. I glanced over to see Mom engaging in self-pleasure while fondling a breast. Her eyes were fixated on Tori and me.

Mom is incredibly hot; I can hardly believe this is happening.

Tori was now licking and sucking my testicles while her hand stroked the shaft.

“Prepare yourselves for the grand finale, you two,” Tori said in a sultry tone just before taking my cock back into her mouth.

Mom and I watched as she continued to suck my cock for perhaps another minute or two before allowing it to slip from her mouth. She then encircled her fingers around the shaft, directing the tip towards her breasts.

She jerked the shaft twice, tightened her grip on my testicles, and I moaned, “A-aahhh, here it comes!”

I released one, two, three, and six loads. Her breasts and nipples were coated in semen. She looked up and asked, “What do you think, Evie?”

The response came quickly: “That was incredibly hot, ah-ah, oh god, I’m cumming!” Mom exclaimed, her body trembling.

Tori cleaned my cock with her tongue, stood up, and faced Mom. Her eyes were still wide as she observed Tori spreading the semen over her breasts as if it were lotion.

“I’m so aroused; I need you, Tori,” Mom said in a sultry voice.

“Toby, please allow us some time alone; your mother was on the verge of a mind-blowing orgasm when you arrived. I need to provide her with that. Please wait for us downstairs. The three of us need to converse. Will you do this for me?”

“I understand, Tori; I’ll be in the living room waiting,” I replied in a calm tone as I adjusted my shorts.

I glanced at Mom, winked with a smile, and departed.

“Alright, Evie, now that you’re warmed up, come over here and sit on my face.”

I eagerly moved over, straddled her lovely face, and settled down.

“Eat, and give me that mind-blowing orgasm you mentioned,” I said in a sultry tone as I looked down at Tori.

I rocked back and forth against her tongue while caressing my voluptuous breasts. I could tell she had curled her tongue; I paused, and she began to tongue-fuck my vagina. I reached behind, rubbing my finger over and around her clit.

“Mmm, mmm,” she moaned against my vagina.

The vibrations coursed through my entire body, causing a shiver. I started to sway my hips from side to side, then back and forth repeatedly. Tori sucked and licked each labia before applying the same actions to my clit.

We established a rhythm, and throughout, I could picture her performing oral sex on my son. Her tongue was enchanting, and the built-up sexual tension was on the verge of being released as I approached climax.

Good girl, Evie, let go and savor this moment you have longed for such a a long time.

Then it commenced gradually, as if sparks were igniting. The nearer Tori brought me to my climax, the more intense the sparks became. With a final flick of her tongue and a gentle suction on my clitoris, Tori triggered my astonishing orgasm.

The sparks ignited, sending wave after wave of sensations akin to electrical shocks coursing through every nerve and neuron in my body. I convulsed and quivered as each wave reached its peak until, at last, it subsided.

I collapsed atop Tori, our breasts pressed together. My vagina was pulsating, and my nipples felt as though they were ablaze.

“That was an incredible orgasm, darling. You nearly overwhelmed me with your sweet essence,” Tori whispered as she embraced me.

“Thank you for enlightening me, Tori. I hope we can repeat this experience in the future. But what about Toby?” I whispered, sounding both grateful and apprehensive.

“No need for gratitude; it was truly my pleasure, and we will be engaging in this frequently, Evie. Do not fret about your son; I have a plan,” Tori replied in a calm tone.

I was reluctant to move, yet we needed to head downstairs. I was eager to hear what Tori had to share. As she dressed, I retrieved my shorts and put them on.

Tori donned a pair of gray shorts with side slits just inches from the waistband. The top was light gray, sheer, and hung low enough to conceal her flawless breasts, yet was well above that adorable 'innie.'

“What about a top, Evie?” she inquired.

“I will get mine when we go downstairs,” I responded in my usual tone.

We exited the bedroom and entered the hallway. Halfway down, we paused, and I put on my shoes. At the staircase's summit, I halted and took a deep breath.

“It will be alright, Evie,” Tori said reassuringly.

Meanwhile Downstairs…

I anxiously awaited the arrival of Mom and Tori, uncertain of what was to come. I pondered, Damn, is Mom truly alright with what just occurred, or will she be furious with me once we return home?

As the minutes ticked away, I sensed my palms becoming damp, and my heart raced. Then it occurred: footsteps echoed in the hallway, originating from upstairs; they paused momentarily before resuming.

I could feel droplets of sweat forming on my forehead, my heart continued to race, and my palms grew increasingly moist. Then it happened, footsteps were heard as they made their way down the stairs.

Living room…

My gaze was fixed on the staircase, and when they came into sight, I couldn't help but gasp.

Tori appeared stunning, and my mother was without her top! Tori approached my seated position. My mother had retrieved her top from the floor at the base of the stairs. She put it on, walked over, and joined Tori on the couch.

I sensed a certain tension between my mother and me. After a brief silence, Tori broke the quiet…

“What just occurred upstairs was completely unforeseen, yet enjoyable for all involved. Wouldn’t you concur?” My mother and I merely nodded, allowing Tori to continue speaking.

“Toby, your mother is undeniably beautiful and is at the height of her sexual desire. I intend to see her much more frequently. Evie, your son is a remarkably attractive young man. He possesses the largest, thickest cock I have ever encountered, and I plan to continue seeing him.”

We were on the verge of responding when Tori interrupted us, saying, “Evie, you watched as I performed oral sex on Toby, and you even reached an orgasm while masturbating. I hope that one day you will witness your mother and me pleasuring one another while you masturbate, Toby. And Evie, perhaps you would even watch your son engage in intercourse with me while you masturbate.”

Both of us sat there, attempting to process Tori's words. Before we could respond, she added, “Please do not assume that I wish to see the two of you engage in sexual activity; I understand it is morally wrong, and your mother shares my perspective.”

I glanced at my mother, and she replied, “I need to process what you just said, Tori. Yes, that was the most exhilarating experience I have ever had. I appreciate your perspective on incest. Toby…”

I interrupted my mother and expressed, “I love you as a son loves his mother and would never do anything that makes you uncomfortable.”

“I’m pleased to hear that, son. Tori, I wish to keep seeing you. Toby, you will continue to see Tori.”

We sat in silence, and I could see the thoughts racing through my mother’s mind. I glanced at Tori and placed a finger to my lips. She winked back, indicating she understood the signal.

Fifteen minutes later, my mother inquired, “Tori, what about Derek?” sounding somewhat worried.

“This matter concerns only the three of us, Evie,” Tori replied in a calm tone.

“Regarding watching you and my son, I felt no jealousy. I would be curious to observe the two of you engaging in sexual intercourse once, to see how it would truly affect me,” my mother stated in a composed manner.

“Then Evie, there is just one more question to pose. I already know Toby’s response. What is your opinion on Toby watching us during sex?” Tori asked with a steady voice.

“There’s only one way to determine how I would feel, Tori,” my mother replied calmly.

I interjected, “Mom, it was incredibly arousing when you masturbated; could we do that at home while watching one another?” I said as calmly as I could.

“I don’t see any reason why not, and all of this remains between us. Your father need not be informed.”

“If that is the case, I would like to watch you and Tori while I masturbate. It would also be quite stimulating, the three of us engaging in masturbation together.”

My mother and I nodded in agreement after Tori added, “There will be occasions when I want to see only one of you; are you both comfortable with that?” Tori asked curiously.

Both my mother and I affirmed as Tori stood up, “It’s time for you two to return home. Since Derek won’t be back until Sunday, why don’t you both come over around noon? We can have lunch and wear our bathing suits.”

“Sounds good. What do you think, Mom?” I asked, eagerly awaiting her response.”

“I’m looking forward to it,” my mother replied in a normal tone.

Tori escorted us to the door and whispered, “Rest assured, I have no intention of ever disclosing the existence of the three of us to Derek. I will only mention you and me, as I mentioned to you the other day.”

Mom turned around and asked, “Are you coming? We have something to do when we get home.” She spoke in a seductive tone.

“What about Dad?” I inquired, my voice tinged with apprehension.

“Oh dear, how could I forget? I neglected to mention that he left for his annual fishing trip this morning with his friends and won't return until next Saturday,” Mom replied playfully.

“I’m coming, Mom,” I responded, matching her teasing tone.

“I am counting on you, son,” she said in a sultry manner.

“You two, make sure to save some for tomorrow and come through the side gate.” Tori remarked as we made our way home.

I hope you enjoyed reading The Hot Wife Next Door - Part 4. Click on the heart if you liked the story. The star if you really liked it! Please leave a comment and I will respond to all.

Regards, Banes1

The above story is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places, and events are products of the author's imagination and are used as fantasy. Any resemblance to actual events or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

                                                            **

Copyright ©2025 All Rights Reserved. No part of this story may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without prior permission of the author, Banes1