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Archive-name: Affairs/nextdr01.txt

Archive-author: Solitaire

Archive-title: Next Door Neighbors

         Several years ago  the widow  next door  moved to  an apartment  in

     North Springs, leaving her house vacant for about 6 months as she tried

     to sell it.  I kept the lawn mowed and checked to make sure that no one

     broke in and damaged  it.  Finally a  divorced mother of two  teenagers

     bought the house  and moved  in one  week when my  wife and  I were  on

     vacation.  When we  returned home from our  vacation it was about  2:00

     a.m. and both the houses were dark.  After sleeping late, I went to the

     shed in the back and got the  mower, intending to cut both yards  since

     they hadn't been cut in a week.

         I pushed the  mower into the  backyard next door  and was about  to

     start the  motor when  a blond  woman wearing  a bikini  top and  short

     shorts came out of the sliding door in the basement and asked me what I

     was doing in her backyard.   That was my introduction  to Stacy.  As  I

     explained that I had been gone for  a week and that I had been  keeping

     the yard cut I had  a chance to give my  new neighbor more than a  once

     over.  She was about 35 (actually she was 36 I found out later), 5'  6"

     in height, and weighed about 115 pounds.   She was very tanned and  her

     stomach was flat and  her legs trim, a  result of her participation  in

     ALTA.  While not  large, her breasts firmly  pushed against the  bright

     yellow bikini top  and I  could see  just the  hint of  the soft  white

     underside of her breast under the band.

         About that time  my wife came  to the back  yard wondering why  she

     hadn't heard the mower  start and we  had re-introductions all  around.

     We went into her house and, over a cold beer, found out that she was  a

     native of Atlanta (having  grown up in Buckhead)  and that she had  two

     teenaged children, a daughter of 18 and a  son of 14.  She and her  ex-

     husband had just gone through an unpleasant divorce and she had  almost

     nothing good  to say  about  him.   As I  was  finishing my  beer,  her

     daughter Tracy walked onto the porch wearing only thin satin baby  doll

     pajamas with her  nipples tracing lines  in the green  fabric.  As  she

     stretched, her arms raised and the pajamas rose up so that her  stomach

     was exposed and I could see light brown hairs escaping from the  crotch

     of her panties.  As Tracy walked  into the kitchen, I had to  re-adjust

     my position to hide my growing erection.

         Leaving the two women talking and  catching up on all their  mutual

     friends, I went back to the yard and started cutting the grass.   After

     finishing with Stacy's yards  I cut my own,  starting in the front  and

     ending in my own  backyard.  As  I started the  mower, I noticed  Tracy

     lying face down on a chaise lounge wearing only the bottoms of a thong-

     style bikini.  As I  watched, she reached down  and took the bottle  of

     sun tan lotion and let it drip on her exposed ass.  Putting the  bottle

     back on the grass, her hands went behind and began to rub the  slippery

     oil into her skin, her buttocks gleaming in the sun light.  In spite of

     my now solid erection, I  started the mower and  began to cut my  yard,

     but I must admit  that I walked much  slower when I  was moving in  her


         When I finished  the yard and  had just put  the mower away,  Tracy

     came out of the house carrying another  cold beer.  I watched the  sway

     of her hips and the gentle bob of her breasts as she walked toward  me.

     Just as she got to me, she stepped on something sharp and stumbled into

     me, her slick  skin rubbing against  my sweaty chest  as my hands  went

     around her instinctively to keep her from falling.  As she stood  there

     rubbing her hurt foot,  her breasts were firmly  pressed into my  chest

     and her  thigh was  inserted between  my legs,  rubbing on  my  crotch.

     After what seemed like minutes, but was probably only seconds, she  put

     her leg down and stepped back, looking deep into my eyes as she  handed

     me the beer, her  fingers lingering on mine  for an extended period  of


         "I though you might like this,"  she said as her fingers  continued

     to stroke mine.  My only confusion  was what she thought I might  like:

     the beer or the feel of her young  body.  As I thanked her, she  turned

     and walked back to her chaise,  her buttocks naked except for the  thin

     white strip  that went  down the  crack  of her  ass. By  now I  had  a

     complete, raging erection that  I couldn't hide,  even under my  Levis.

     As she got to the chaise, she turned her head and looked at me over one

     shoulder as she reached back and untied the bikini top, holding it with

     her hands as she again  lay on her stomach,  the firmness of her  white

     breasts compacted and pressing out from her body.

         When my wife finally got home, I was just getting out of the shower

     and was  drying off.   She  sat on  the bed  and talked  about our  new

     neighbor and all her  problems.  When she  got around to talking  about

     Tracy, my cock started  to thicken and rise  as pulsations of  pleasure

     ran through my crotch.  I walked up  to her, took her hand, and put  it

     on my cock.   "You've got  to be  kidding!" she exclaimed.   "It's  the

     middle of the day and  we just got back  from vacation.  Besides,  I've

     already made the beds and I'm getting hungry.  Put some clothes on  and

     let's go to Rio Bravo for lunch."  And that was that!

         Over the next several months we got to know Stacy even better.  She

     would play her tennis matches and then  come over and sit on our  porch

     talking with my  wife.   Sometimes she  would stay  until after  dinner

     time, drinking beer and laughing with my wife about some nonsense  some

     of their friends had  gotten into.   Usually I would  join them on  the

     porch and I enjoyed watching Stacy's  trim legs under her short  tennis

     skirt and the outline of her breasts under the bodice of her dress, but

     sometimes I got  upset that  we didn't  have dinner  and had  to go  to

     Morrison's Cafeteria when it got "too late to fix dinner".  During this

     same time I got to know both  Tracy and her brother Bobby better  also.

     They would come over looking  for their mother and  we would go to  the

     basement and play Ping-Pong while the two adults continued their gossip

     and beers.  While  Bobby was a competent  player, Tracy was  excellent.

     Her serve and backhand were better  than mine, but my forehand  smashes

     usually won me the games.   Since we played round-robin style with  the

     winner playing the person who sat out the last game, sometimes I  would

     intentionally lose so I could watch her bouncing breasts under the  tee

     shirt and her firm ass under the  running shorts she usually wore.   As

     we played longer and longer, her sweat would turn the tee shirt and her

     bra into  nearly transparent  cellophane  as I  could faintly  see  the

     outlines of her nipples darkly pressed against the wet material.

         One night when I was outside  washing my car under the  spotlights,

     Stacy came over and asked  if I would help her  change a light bulb  in

     her kitchen.  She couldn't  turn the bulb and  she was afraid that  she

     would break it  if she  forced it.   My wife  was at a  shower for  the

     daughter of a friend and I had seen both kids leave to go to a football

     game at the high  school.  I  got the short  kitchen stool and  started

     working on the light bulb, trying to  turn it with a towel when I  felt

     cool fingers stroking the head of my  cock!  Looking down, I saw  Stacy

     standing in front of me, her hand touching the head of my cock where it

     was exposed under my  shorts.  Since  I was washing  the car, I  hadn't

     bothered to wear underpants and, apparently,  when I raised my arms  to

     work on the  light, my shorts  had ridden  up, exposing the  end of  my

     prick.  As I watched, her hand  went further into my shorts and I  felt

     her grasp the shaft of my swiftly  hardening shaft.  As she pulled  the

     skin back and forth,  I watched her  tongue dart out  of her mouth  and

     moisten her red lips as she leaned forward and took just the head  into

     her mouth, her lips firmly clasping my  prick at the top of the  shaft.

     I could feel the suction of her lips as her tongue slid back and  forth

     over the sensitive glans, poking wetly at the slit as she tried to  get

     her tongue into  its opening.   I was  having trouble  standing on  the

     stool and I nearly fell  off as she pulled  my cock harder and  harder,

     her hand becoming a blur as she masterbated me into her mouth.

         Pulling her head  back, but  maintaining a  firm grip  on my  rigid

     shaft, she told me that  she wanted me to  fuck her, right then,  right

     there.  I stepped back off the  stool as she quickly pushed her  little

     tennis panties  to the  floor, carrying  her undies  with them.   As  I

     watched, she reached down and spread the front of her pussy, letting me

     see the bright  pink moistness  between her  inner lips.   Her  fingers

     forced the hood over her clit to retract and it poked pinkly out like a

     miniature cock.    Rubbing her  finger  over its  surface,  her  breath

     started coming faster and  faster.  She  pulled me to  her and used  my

     cock to rub her clit,  and I could feel its  hard bud rubbing into  the

     slit as she  fucked herself into  me.   Without a word  she turned  and

     leaned over the  sink, leaning  over and  reaching back  to spread  her


         "Don't wait.  Put it in me now.  Shove your cock all the way up  my

     cunt and fuck me until I can't stand it!"  Her pink pussy was  gleaming

     in the  wetness of  her own  fluids and  her inner  lips, swollen  with

     blood, framed the pulsating opening to her cunt.  Could I refuse?


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