I have written before about one of my fantasies of helping a young man lose his virginity. My neighbor Timmy has only fueled this fantasy by spying on me while I tan. When I would see him watching me I would put on a little show for him by flashing him and seductively rubbing my pussy. My husband Sam was always the beneficiary my little fantasy as it would make me very horny and very wet. I would pretend Sam was Timmy put...

August 2010. I love hotels. Not for their comfort or cuisine but their ability to lower people's inhibitions. There's something about a hotel room that's intensely magical; step inside and you become just one of hundreds of strangers in the building, thrown together by circumstance. Families or couples on holiday, business people on stopovers, honeymooners and busloads of tourists make up close-knit groups of strangers th...

Mia - Part Two - Not close enough for comfortI took my wife’s advice to heart, and between the weather turning cloudy and cold limiting the use of the garden as well as business picking up keeping me away from home for days at a time, it was over a month before I saw Mia for more than a few seconds in passing. Her own life as well as my eldest son’s had also got increasingly fraught with the approach of their exams, and a...

Part One - Too close for comfortShe was the sort of girl who simply did your head in. Mine at least! Part of it, of course was that I had known her almost all her life, she was after all only a month younger than my eldest son and had lived next door since she was eight months old. She was in effect the daughter I never had. I had watched her grow and was almost as protective of her as her father, my very good friend and...

I wasn't entirely sure what Warren had in mind when he'd said that we hadn't finished. I spent the rest of the evening in a bit of a daze, wandering from room to room, unable to settle or relax. I guess I must have eaten something, but I couldn't tell you what. At some stage I decided that I'd go upstairs for a quick shower. As I passed through the hall to get to the staircase, I heard a front door slam. Peaking out of th...

With a groan I slammed my almost emptylager bottle onto the table and stood up. I briefly debated putting on some trousers but then figured what the hell – if someone wants to knock at the front door ten minutes after I've got home from work then they'll just have to put up with me in my white Calvins and shirt. Opening the door I was a little surprised. It wasn't some kind of charity mugger or local councillor garnering...

Completely fictional, names made up Ryan had just pulled up in the driveway when he saw his twenty-eight year old neighbor washing her car in her driveway. She had just moved in eight years ago and he was now a junior in college. They got along good, when he was younger she would sometimes ask him to rake the leaves in her yard for some cash or clean the gutters. Once during summer he had accidentally seen her change into...

I looked through the peephole and saw the sweet face of the neighbor from apartment 10. I wondered what she wants from me. We had a nodding acquaintance and sometimes greeted each other with apathetic, “Hi” since she moved to live next door to me nearly a month ago. I opened the door and blinked with surprise. Her arms were encased in plaster up to the armpits. The tips of her fingers were peeping above the cotton padding...

After my fuck session with Jackie from next door I walked him back home for the night. We approached his huge mansion that looked much like my grandparents' and he wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling me in for one last kiss. (Or at least I thought.) His kiss was more passionate than I expected and he began nibbling on my lower lip. I moaned and opened my mouth wider to allow his warm tongue inside to explore every cr...

After my last encounter with my young next door neighbor I felt a little guilty. I’m in my mid-twenties and this kid is an 18-year-old high school senior. For the next week or two my shows were no longer taking place and I did my best to avoid running into Tony as I walked to and from my car. I’ll admit that while part of me was feeling guilty about the whole thing, there was still another part of me that was dying to hav...

I have been living next door to Anna for a few years. We were both friendly towards each other and always exchanged pleasantries whenever we saw each other. We did the usual neighbourly things, taking in parcels when either one of us wasn't in, keeping an eye on the other ones house whenever one was away. Anna was 43 and about 5'6" tall. She was attractive in a nice way and always held herself well, in a confident manner....

"Well, hello, sleepyhead," Mike said cheerfully when Ronnie came into the kitchen in her bathrobe and slippers the next morning. "Want some coffee?" "Love some," she said. She seemed to be a little more chipper this morning. "We're going to get you some cash today," Mike announced. You've got some bills that have to get paid immediately. Like your car and homeowner's insurance. And you'll want a cell phone, and you need g...

"Damn! Another complaint from those bitchy neighbors." Mike sped his truck toward the swanky north Dallas country club neighborhood where he was in process of building his most lavish custom home to date, a spectacular Mediterranean villa. At just thirty six years old and with four large custom houses in process and under contract, Mike felt his relatively new home building business was on track. He'd been excited when he...

My name is Sandra, and my husband Ed and I are thirty-four years old and live in a nice suburb of Houston with our one-year old daughter. Ed is gainfully employed in the banking industry, and although I also had a good job as a systems analyst, I was able to quit when our daughter was born. We met in our senior year in college and have had a picture-perfect marriage for the past eleven years, at least until seven months a...