CHAPTER 1:

Living in a good neighborhood has its advantages. Mine is not the most expensive or exclusive, but it is a little higher than average. The layout of the neighborhood also offers an unusual degree of privacy to every property.

I’m in my fifties, and the rest of the people here are either younger with kids or retired. The community is practically all white. As a Latino, I’m the only brown person living here. I work from home managing my consulting business and rarely travel. Life is good.

A new family moved in next door to me, and I was surprised and pleased to discover they were from India. They added a touch of diversity our neighborhood needed.

I met them as they were moving in and offered my help. They had a semi-trailer full of furniture and boxes. To save money, they decided, actually he decided, to unload it themselves. They readily accepted my offer because it allowed her to tend to their daughter.

We introduced ourselves and, naturally, I couldn’t correctly pronounce their names. They spoke English with a heavy accent, but we immediately connected. We finally settled on me shortening their names to Hjai, for him, and Shey, for her. They simply called me ‘neighbor.’

They appeared to be in their late thirties with a year-old daughter. He looked like an accountant or office worker, but I later learned was a senior executive in a company launching a new AI initiative. He stood to be a very rich man.

She was another story. She looked like a Priyanka Chopra lookalike. She was gorgeous.

Her face was as beautiful as any actress or celebrity I had ever seen. Full lips and snow-white, sparkling teeth offsetting the green of her eyes. She had dark, almost velvety, black skin with long, luscious black hair. Her eyes were a shade of green I had never seen before, and her body was, simply put, indescribably beautiful. She had the body of a Bollywood actress. Full, fleshy breasts that sagged just a touch from their weight. They were the size of melons and begged to be touched and worshipped. She had a soft stomach and a pillowy ass. Her thighs were thick like a gymnast and ended with beautifully shaped calves and sexy feet. To top it off, she had perfectly manicured hands and feet painted with high-gloss black polish. Her feet were in sandals that looked like they were laced with rainbow-colored strands of silk.

I struggled to maintain my composure as we worked because I couldn’t take my eyes off her. I worked harder to distract myself. Finally, we were nearly done.

“Neighbor,” Hjai said, “you have worked so hard we must have you as a guest for dinner.”

“Yes,” said Shay, “you have been a tremendous help.”

I agreed to their dinner offer. After five hours of work, we carried the last piece of furniture into their bedroom. They thanked me profusely, and then Shay gave me a tight hug.

I was sweaty from our work, as was she, but as she crushed her breasts into my chest, my cock engorged itself instantaneously and pressed against her soft stomach. I was embarrassed by my reaction, but she seemed not to notice and held me an instant longer. Her husband had been distracted by their daughter and hadn’t even seen our embrace. As we disengaged, she smiled at me with a gleam in her eyes.

I went home and cleaned up. I was glad my jeans held my swollen cock somewhat in place. If I had been wearing anything else, I’m sure they would have tented straight out. I didn’t want to offend my neighbors the first time I met them by pressing my hard cock against the wife, even though it seemed she was not bothered by it.

I relieved myself thinking of her.

When I returned to their home, the smell of her cooking was incredible. And she looked incredible wearing a sarong wrapped around her. It was green and stood out beautifully against her dark skin. It was somewhat loose fitting, but it accentuated her full breasts and exposed a bit of her sexy abdomen. Her feet were beautifully exposed in gold sandals. I would have loved to kiss her feet.

We enjoyed a spicy dinner, a good conversation, and I finally had to go home.

Hjai said as I left, “Thank you for your goodness and hospitality. We would still be unloading if not for you.”

Shay hugged me, although not as tightly as our first hug, and thanked me too. In spite of myself, I could feel my groin stir with simply her touch.

After that evening, we became close friends. He was beginning to travel extensively for work, and I made it a point to make sure Shay and their daughter were fine while he was away.

One recent Sunday afternoon, Hjai knocked on my door and, after coming in and exchanging pleasantries, he got to the point.

“Neighbor, I need your help. I must travel for the project I am involved with. We are near completion and are at a critical juncture. I will be away for an extended period of time, and we have no family or friends here. The only exception is you.”

I replied I would be available at any hour Shay or the baby needed anything.

“Thank you, neighbor. I know she will depend on you to avoid loneliness and help care for our home. I soon will be in a position to properly thank you.”

“No other thanks are needed,” I said. “You are my friends.” My mind raced ahead of me trying to understand what was meant by helping Shay avoid loneliness. But nothing else was mentioned.

“When do you leave? And how long will you be gone?”

“I leave in two days and will be gone at least for a month. I entrust my wife and daughter in your care. I only ask because I know you will help. Thank you, neighbor.”

Hjai left, and I wondered how I would control myself being alone with his marvelous wife.

Two days later, he was gone. I worked steadily from 7:00 am until 3:00 pm, and then I cleaned up and went next door. After knocking, Shay quickly opened the door and welcomed me into her home with a lingering hug that once again drove the expansion of my cock. I powerless to control myself. I was sure she noticed, but didn’t react in anyway that I could see.

“Hi,” I said. “I wanted to check in on you and make sure you are okay.”

“Thank you so much. I talked with my husband before he left and encouraged him to speak to you. I’m hopeful you will be here and have time for me. I do not relish being alone.”

“We did speak, and I assure you that I am here for you. Any time of the day or night you need me.”

“Will you share dinner with me tonight?” Shay asked.

“Yes, but only if I may have a meal delivered so you do not have to cook tonight.”

Shay agreed, and we decided to have food delivered at 6:00 pm. Just then, her daughter awoke from her nap, and I left her to attend to the baby, promising to return with dinner. We parted with a hug, and, as usual, my cock made an immediate appearance. This time, Shay looked down and smiled and said, “I’m looking forward to this evening.”

At dinner time, I reappeared at her door and was there in time to pay for our DoorDash delivery service. As she spread out dinner, I played with the baby. Over our meal, I learned more about Shay and her arranged marriage. I also learned she had no family in the States, and because of the current political climate, she rarely ventured far from home. I was sad to think this is what my home country had fallen to.

Before we realized it, the time was past nine pm. I waited while she put her daughter to bed. When she returned, I saw she had changed into a long shirt that she must wear for bed. She looked lovely, and I could see the outline of her incredible body through the sheer fabric of her nightgown. Her shapely legs were naked, and she was barefoot.

“I do not want to be alone. Could you stay here with me until I fall asleep?”

How could I disagree? She led me to her marital bedroom, and I sat on the edge of the bed and watched her ready herself for bed. She removed the light makeup she wore and washed her face. She pulled her hair up and secured it with a hair band. She brushed her teeth and then closed the door, but not tightly, and I heard her urine stream hit the water of her toilet. I don’t know why, but it was one of the most erotic sounds I have ever heard. She finished and washed her hands and came back to bed.

She crawled into bed and smiled and innocently said, “Thank you for being here. I do not want to be alone. Can you stay until I fall asleep?”

“Yes. Rest. Sleep. I will be here.”

“Lie beside me.”

I wanted to tear away our clothing and ravish her body, but I removed my sandals and lay in her bed. She scooted up against me and asked, “Neighbor, why are you single?”

I told her I had been married, but it ended and I was content with my life.

“Don’t you get lonely and miss the physical part of marriage?”

I didn’t know if her questions were innocent or probing, but I answered truthfully. “I do not miss the turmoil of my marriage. But yes, I miss the physical intimacy.” I didn’t tell her that I had a friend who was also a high-priced escort that helped me in times of need.

She looked at me and smiled. “I sometimes need more…intimacy as well.”

She yawned, and we stopped talking, and soon her breathing was even and steady. She had fallen asleep. I eased my way out, but before leaving I studied her beauty as she slept.

Over the next week, our routine started at dinner time and ended with me leaving after she fell asleep. Anyone who might have noticed us could probably think we were having an affair.

I wish.

After Hjai had been gone a week, my phone rang. Hjai called to thank me for caring for Shay and his daughter. I didn’t know how much he knew about our routine and simply said I was glad to be here to help.

Then he got a serious tone in his voice.

“Neighbor, be aware my wife has more…needs. You should feel free, with my permission, to…assist her. Do you understand?”

I was speechless.

“I, I think I understand.”

“Good. Thank you, neighbor.” And then he hung up. I stood looking at my phone, trying to interpret what he had said.

A few minutes later, my phone rang. I looked and saw it was Shay calling.

“Neighbor, how are you? I hope you are free tonight. I wish for you to spend the night with me. I do not want to awaken again to see you have gone. Will you stay with me?”

“Yes,” I said. “But you may light the physical intimacy we have both been lacking. Do you understand that?”

“Yes, I understand and am hopeful we ignite a fire. That is what will keep us together.”

“Good,” I said. “I will not come to dinner tonight. But I will be there at your bedtime. I want you to be dressed as if it is your wedding night, preparing to seduce and be seduced. Can you do that for me?”

“Yes. Bring your endurance so that you properly service me.” Then she hung up.

I sat there thinking I was going to fuck my neighbor’s wife with his permission and her enthusiasm as a favor to both of them.

I couldn’t wait.

CHAPTER 2:

I let myself into Shay’s home at precisely 9:00 pm. She had previously given me my own key to the house. The house was quiet and smelled like a mixture of spices and exotic perfumes.

She called out and said, “Come to my bedroom, neighbor.”

I walked towards her bedroom. Standing framed in the doorway was Shay. She wore an almost transparent lingerie set in white that revealed everything about her body I desired. Her breasts were barely held in place by a lacy and sexy bra. Round holes allowed her rigid nipples to poke through and point at me. Her midriff was bare and a crotchless panty revealed her dark pussy lips, her labia hanging down, glistening with moisture. White stockings rose up her legs, and her feet were in sexy stilettos.

“Is this wedding attire enough to please your eyes?”

My response was to walk towards her while shedding my clothes. My thick cock was fully engorged and throbbing with the beat of my racing heart. We embraced, and for the first time our kisses were unbridled. Our lips crashed together, and her tongue was firmly in my mouth. I suckled her tongue as my left arm pulled her against my body and my right hand squeezed and massaged her breasts.

Shay pulled away and pulled me to her bed.

Her marital bed.

“Later you will taste and explore my body. And I yours. But now I need you to fuck me. And do not be gentle. Gentle will come later.”

I turned Shay, facing away from me, and slapped her right ass cheek. I struck with enough force to startle her. I pushed her onto her back and spread her legs. I wanted to taste her and eat her pussy and anal rosebud, but first I would do as she wished and fuck her.

As I kneeled over her and kissed her, she reached out and grasped my cock by the base and guided me to her wet entrance by pressing my cockhead against her slippery labia. I thrust my swollen, veiny cock into Shay and immediately was engulfed by a warmth and tightness too wonderful to describe. She gripped me as if my dick was held by a strong feminine hand in a velvet glove. In one stroke I had buried myself in Shay’s cunt.

I only enjoyed the sensation for a moment before she started rocking beneath me. “Neighbor! Please FUCK ME! Now! Fuck me!”

Her crude language turned me into a piston, rapidly slamming into and out of her sex. Her legs were wrapped around my waist, and the spiky heels dug into my body. Shay clamped her mouth on my shoulder and bit me hard enough to draw blood. I slowed for a moment, but she repeated herself, but this time it was an order.

“Neighbor, FUCK me!!!”

We were fucking, and sounds flowed out from her mouth. “Ugh, ugh, ugh…oh god, you feel good! I love your cock, neighbor! Fill me! Fill me!”

She suddenly tensed, and she squeezed me with her legs still wrapped around me as she convulsed in the throes of her first and massive orgasm. As waves of pleasure racked her body, she triggered me, and I exploded inside her, releasing pent-up sperm deep inside her, filling her.

I collapsed on her chest, and I sucked a nipple while trying to breathe. She sucked in lungfuls of air, trying to capture her composure. Finally, we rested against each other’s bodies, molded into one form as my cock shrunk and plopped out of her, releasing a constant dribble of my sperm and her fluids into the bed. She swiped a finger of our newly mixed liquid and pushed it into my mouth before licking it herself.

“Neighbor, you are skilled. Thank you for releasing the dam within me.” We kissed, and I slid down her body to suck her breasts. She sighed with contentment. I could die now and be happy.

I turned her onto her belly, and my hands massaged her body. Every bit of her felt perfect, and I was suddenly jealous of Hjai. I hoped I had pleased her in a way he couldn’t. I was determined to make sure my lovemaking was something she would miss.

“Neighbor, let us rest. Then we will make love.”

I spooned her, and we fell asleep.

I awoke to the sound of a baby giggling. I looked around, unsure of where I was. Then it struck me, I was in my neighbor’s bed. The image of our first fuck flooded my mind, and I wanted more. I got up and found my underwear and put them on and nothing else. I used her master bathroom and emptied my bladder and washed my face. I found her toothbrush and toothpaste and used it, thinking this was nothing compared to the intimacy we had already shared.

I found Shay in her daughter’s room getting her back to sleep. She motioned me to be quiet, and I stepped away.

After a few minutes, she emerged. She had put her night shirt back on, but it was unbuttoned and open, and I could see her luscious breasts pointing out at me. My cock immediately reacted by growing on its own.

I took her in my arms and kissed her. Her tongue pushed into my mouth, and I sucked it gently.

“Neighbor, I’m sorry I woke you up so early. May I take you back to bed and comfort you?” As she spoke, she reached for my stiff cock and pulled me after her.

Before getting in bed, she removed her shirt. I marveled at her voluptuous body. She lay back, and I kneeled and spread her legs open.

“Neighbor, I have not bathed. Do you still wish to be between my legs?”

My response was to kiss her labia like the lips on her face. I wanted to own this body and do this every day. I rolled her onto her stomach and kissed her inner thighs, and then I kissed and licked her buttocks. The taste of our sex was heavy, intoxicating. Perfect.

Moaning, Shay asked, “What are you doing?”

I kept roaming around her lower parts, I spread her ass cheeks apart and licked her anal rosebud. She groaned at the touch of my tongue, trying to push past her sphincter. I spit on her asshole and pressed my right thumb against her and pressed in to the knuckle.

Shay cried out, “My god, what have you done?”

I stopped and asked, “Should I stop?”

Her reply was to move backwards, allowing my thumb to move deeper in her tight rectum.

“Fuck! Neighbor, that feels so good!”

I eased out my thumb, and Shay reacted by asking, “Why did you stop?”

I propped her ass in the air and placed a pillow under her stomach, supporting her. I had noticed a bottle of lotion on her nightstand, and I reached for it and poured a generous glob on her rosebud.

“Shay, dear. I want you to relax. As I proceed, if you are in pain or need me to stop, tell me. Do you trust me?”

“Yes, neighbor. I trust you.” I detected a slight, fearful note in her voice. “Shay, I promise you will enjoy this.”

I rubbed the spot of lotion around her virgin anal opening with my right hand as I stroked her cheeks with my left. Shay sighed contentedly. Little by little, I applied pressure with my thumb and again slipped it into her dark passage. A small groan escaped her lips.

“Are you okay?”

“Yes, neighbor, yes.”

I kept constant pressure until my thumb was buried to the hilt. I could feel her gripping me by contracting her rectum. Slowly, I started pumping my thumb outwards and then back. She responded with groaning that signaled she was responding positively.

After a few minutes, I withdrew my thumb and poured lotion over her rosebud opening and my rock-hard cock.

I pressed the head of my dick against her and, slowly working, I suddenly popped past her sphincter.

Shay buried her face in her pillow and screamed. I held still, hoping I hadn’t tore her. After a few moments, she relaxed and said, “Neighbor, don’t move. I will.”

I rested on my knees and felt Shay backing slowly. Bit by bit, I felt my cock entering her virgin bowels. The tightness was intense and warm. I was surrounded and gripped and now controlled by Shay.

After two minutes, or two years, my cock was hilt deep, and my body was now touching hers. I wanted to fuck her, but I left all movement to her decision-making.

“Neighbor,” she groaned, “I have never dreamed of this sensation.”

She started slowly pulling away, then she would back up. I moved my right hand around her and started rubbing her swollen clit. It felt like the size of an unshelled peanut. This immediately sparked the reaction of her picking up the pace. I released her clit and placed my hands on her hips and mimicked her movements. Our pace quickened, and now we were fucking at full speed.

“Fuck me, neighbor! Fuck meeee!”

I was pounding away as a high-pitched scream echoed across the room. I felt her convulsing and knew she was once again in the throes of a new orgasm, one fueled by her first anal experience.

As she shuddered beneath me, I unleashed all my pent-up desires for her and felt my sperm boil in her bowels.

I was breathless and fell onto her back, our bodies slick and sweaty. I kissed her back and neck as the grip she had on me kept my cock from falling out as I shrunk. After a minute, I plopped out, my cum dribbling out after me.

Shay rolled around, and I was now lying on top of her body.

“Neighbor, you will possess my body and my soul and my thoughts whenever I am in this bed.”

I kissed her, knowing her husband would still be for several more weeks. I planned to touch and taste and explore and worship her body every day and night until he returned. I would strive to make her want and need me and cuck her husband.

“Neighbor,” Shay said, “hold me.”