The Neighbor (Closed)

Hampton was a great little town just outside of a bigger city. Hampton was a family oriented town. Most of the neighborhoods were filled with families; husbands, wives, kids. Bill and Jessica had moved to Hampton ten years ago after they both graduated from college. They were your typical college couple, meeting freshman year and become friends. During sophomore year they began to date, and things grew from there. Jessica was a business major, while Bill was in education, just two kids who were enjoying college while also trying to plan for their futures.

After graduation, Bill was offered a job at Hampton High School teaching History and coaching the boys basketball team. He had to accept the job, and decided to ask Jessica if she would go with him. Without hesitation Jessica agreed, and they made their move to Hampton. Their first two years living him Hampton went by quickly. They lived in an apartment, while Bill tried to get a grip on what a real teaching job was like. Jessica meanwhile was looking for a job and finally found one in the city. Jessica got hired as an account manager at a local business firm and everything seemed to be headed in the right direction.

After two years at Hampton, they bought a house in a great family neighborhood. It seemed like the obvious next step. Both knew they would end up getting married and wanted a place where they could settle in and build a family. After a year in their new home, Bill proposed. He loved Jessica and wanted to spend the rest of his life with her. The wedding was small, just friends and family, but it was the happiest day of both Jessica and Bill's life. They were the perfect couple, and it seemed like their lives were right where they wanted them.

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Fast forward seven years, Bill and Jessica are both thirty-two, and while Bill has flourished at Hampton High School, Jessica has struggled to advance in her job. She is still an accountant at a different business firm. She had been passed up for a few promotions and decided to get into another company. Bill was teaching 11th and 12th grade history at Hampton High School and also the Varsity boys basketball coach. Jessica was happy for Bill, but a little disappointed she was not further along in her career.

Earlier this year, their neighbors had moved. The house next door huge, one of the biggest in the entire neighborhood. Jessica was excited, thinking a new family would be moving in, while Bill figured it would be younger couple looking to build a family. When the moving trucks finally began to come around, the couple noticed that it was a younger couple.

Bill and Jessica let the neighbors settle in for two days, before they decided to head over to introduce themselves. Jessica had baked her favorite recipe, her homemade banana bread. Bill just got home from the store, he had picked up a bottle of wine to bring to the new neighbors as well. He walked into the kitchen and smiled, "Jess are you done preparing your bread so we can meet the new neighbors already?"

Jess gave Bill a look as she finished wrapping the banana bread. Jess was a perfectionist, and Bill figured she must have attempted to wrap the bread three or four times before finally getting it right. She smiled as she walked up to Bill and kissed him gently, "Alright.... let's go make our first introductions," Jessica said.

Bill grabbed the bottle of wine as Jessica carried the perfectly wrapped banana bread. She lead him out the front door and over to the neighbors house. They stood at the front door, and Bill smiled as he reached up and knocked three times. Jessica looked over at Bill and sighed, "God..... I hope they are nice..... they neighborhood is so perfect....." she said. Bill grinned, "Relax Jess....."

Sean had it pretty good, all things considered.

He had grown up the son of a tenured professor at the Coast Guard Academy. They were, obviously, near the Thames River in Connecticut, which meant that the house he lived in was right by the water. More specifically, it was off a small back road and tucked into the woods, nestled just of a small inlet of the river. It was a four-story farmhouse that he shared with his parents and his big sister. He had grown up waking up before the sun came up, constantly fishing, camping, hiking and bowhunting. Both he and his sister were persistently challenged to excel by his intellectual parents; while his dad was an extremely successful teacher at one of the most prestigious military academies in the country, his mother was a vice principal and later principal of a local private high school. While he was really into doing stuff outdoors, He also was very into computers and design. He went to college to study graphic design, and that’s where he met Skye.

He was completely head over heels for her from the very beginning, and when they started dating a lot of his fellow design school nerds insisted that a girl like that HAD to have something wrong with her, but none of them could find a single thing. She was absolutely gorgeous. Not college girl gorgeous, but supermodel gorgeous. She regularly ran marathons, and was a big part of starting the campus’s yoga club. Despite what all his friends suspected, she was also incredibly intelligent. She was in the sociology department, and was very near the top of her class. Practically best of all, she was incredibly generous, regularly organizing trips with other students to travel around the world and help out with different projects. She was digging wells and irrigation in Africa, helping bring disaster relief to earthquake victims in India, and regularly tutored inner city kids. He honestly had no idea what she could possibly see in him, but he just devoted himself to her, and they dated all the way through to graduation.

They went through a couple of really tricky years after that. His college experience had all but been paid for; His parents had divorced while he was in college when his mom left his father for another woman, but they still totally supported Sean and his sister, so he was more or less in good shape. He found a job at a local design firm, and worked hard… Skye, in the meantime, was continuing to work on her two masters degrees in psychology and sociology. He supported both of them, and they both knew her student debt was looming over her. She didn’t talk much about her family life, but he knew that she didn’t really have parents to speak of and had attended school almost entirely on scholarships and loans. She was incredibly greatful to him for supporting her while she continued her studies, and kept their tiny apartment immaculate and cooked gorgeous, healthy meals… She was the absolutely perfect partner. He proposed to her, and even though they couldn’t afford much they got married in the community gardens at the Coast Guard Academy, with his whole family and Skye’s few close friends in attendance.

Just before her graduation, everything turned around for them. Skye had some friends that had been in at the ground floor of a new social media company. Grendle was an app that allowed instant, real time video communication from any device in a way that completely streamlined the process, bypassing all the proprietary bullshit between different services, and also allowed unlimited file sharing and storage from any platform, all thanks to it’s new, revolutionary data compression system. They were still working on their completely new security system, but they needed design work on their interface, and were looking for competent tech designers. She got him an interview, and within six months he was one of the one hundred and eleven original employees of one of the biggest tech companies in the country. He was one of the very first stockholders, and his new position allowed him to almost immediately pay off Skye’s student loans completely.

Grendle was setting up its new corporate headquarters, and soon they were moving. They found a lovely little suburb just a pleasant little commute from the city, and Skye gleefully found a job as a high school guidance counselor, something that could either be a fulfilling career or a great resume builder depending on where their future took them. They decided to go ahead and buy a house, and soon found a fantastic, traditional home right in the middle of the cutest little neighborhood. It had been owned by an older couple that was decided to move full time to their condo in Florida, but they had clearly loved their house. The electrical, plumbing and heat had all been redone in the last seven years, and the backyard was a landscapers dream; with a multi-level deck, patio, firepit, a huge grill with a smoker, inground pool and hot tub. There was a finished basement with a side room that was perfect for Skye’s gym, a huge kitchen, a wide, invitingly open greatroom, a wonderful third floor suite with it’s own full bath if they wanted guests, and a gorgeous master suite.

Skye was an absolute dream when it came to designing their house. Obviously, Sean had a lot of ideas, but ultimately she seemed to have the clearest sense of what their home should look like, and he knew enough to let her have her way. With the trucks unloaded, he was excited to see what everything would look like once the painters she had hired were finished and everything was in place.

There were still drop cloths around the walls in the great room two days after they had moved in. All the upper floors were done and a lot of their furniture was in place, but they still got a delivery or two a day of new furniture and artwork that she had picked out to decorate the various rooms upstairs. He loved every bit of it; not just how it looked, but the fact that he was making enough to afford it. She was setting everything up incredibly fast, and had mentioned inviting some of the neighbors over to a barbecue this weekend. He really did love his wife.

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There was a knock at the door fairly late in the evening, while Skye was downstairs doing her evening workout. He went to the door, cleaning his glasses and putting them back on, opening the door… and finding an attractive couple a few years older than he and Skye standing there, holding a bottle of wine and what looked like a loaf of home-baked bread. He immediately grinned, welcoming them inside. He LOVED this. It was the sort of hospitality he remembered growing up.

“This is SO nice of you, please come in! Have a glass with us!” he said, guiding them into the greatroom. It was still in the middle of being painted a very subtle shade of eggshell lavender, something that really picked up the subtle lighting that came through the large windows and made the room feel simultaneously intimate, and warm and inviting. Their furniture was pushed into the center of the room to make room for the drop cloths, so the sofas were close to each other and to the slatestone fireplace, but the room was so big it still felt incredibly comfortable. “My wife is downstairs, but I’m sure she’ll love to meet you!” He went around a corner, and opened a nicely discreet door, stepping down a few stairs. “Baby? We have company! Come meet our neighbors!”

He continued to chat with Bill and Jessica, the floorplan of the wide open kitchen allowing him to grab glasses and a bottle opener while still introducing himself, asking about the couple, the neighborhood, their house, their jobs…

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The door to the basement opened again, and Skye came up into the greatroom. She was wearing her workout clothes, a small towel draped over her sculpted shoulders. She smiled at them, her teeth perfect and white, and crossed the room, holding out a manicured hand to their guests. “Hi! Thank you so much for coming!” She said, shaking both of their hands. Her eyes lingered on Bill for a moment as she took a deep breath, her taut chest rising and falling. She then grinned again, looking between them, “I should make myself decent, PLEASE have a glass while you wait for me!”

She held up a dainty wrist, and waved at them both with just her ring finger, grabbing her towel as she turned and jogged up the stairs, her round little backside wiggling behind her.

Sean brought them wine, and he continued to ask them questions, loving the idea of meeting his neighbors. Bill seemed like a fantastic guy; they were both big fans of fishing and camping, and soon they were discussing hiking and biking trails in the area, and the prospects of camping somewhere up in the small mountains just outside of town. They were only barely coming to the end of their first glass when a sound from the stairs caught their attention.

Skye was coming down, barely fifteen minutes after having run upstairs, looking like she had spent hours getting ready. She wore a tastefully elegant black dress with a casually draping neckline. Her hair was down, cascading artfully, her makeup minimal, soft, and effortless. She was wearing patent-leather black heels as though they were nothing, and a single statement piece of jewelry, a bright green soapstone bracelet.

Sean whistled happily. “You look amazing, sweetie.”

She blushed, reaching for her husband and wrapping a hand around his middle, giving him a polite little kiss. “All for you, love…” she said…

Her eyes falling, only for a second, on Bill.

She then slipped away, and picked up the bottle of wine. She reached forward, and started to fill Bill’s glass before her own. “SO… has my husband invited you to our barbecue this weekend?”

As the front door opened, Bill smiled as a young man stood there. Well, he was't too young, but definitely younger then Jessica and himself. Jessica grinned as she introduced herself; "Hi..... we are your neighbors next door, I am Jessica and this is my husband Bill. We wanted to bring you over a welcoming gift." She held her perfectly wrapped banana bread out while Bill held up the bottle of wine. Their new neighbor introduced himself as Sean and invited them in. Bill was pleasantly surprised at how excited he seemed to be that they came over to welcome them. Bill seemed to have a feeling that Sean and him would be good friends right from the get go.

As they walked into the house, Jessica was shocked at the condition of the house. For a couple that just moved in, the house was pretty close to being finished. Jessica smiled at Sean as he lead them into the great room, "This place looks amazing, you two really get settled in fast." Bill smiled at the comment, and then added in, "Don't mind my wife, she is generally jealous of anyone who can get projects done quicker then her." He smiled as he put his arm around his wife. Sean led them into the room and Bill took in the amazing house.

While Jessica and Bill loved their neighbors, they were never invited over that often. Mostly they saw each other outside, or the neighbors came over to their place. As they stood in the great room, both could not believe at how amazing the inside of the house was. Sean left the two of them to let his wife know that they had company. Jessica looked at Bill and said, "My god, this place is amazing, they must be rich." Bill smiled as he shook his head, "Well they are a young couple, one of them probably works at a new technology firm or something that just set up shop in the city." Bill could tell Jessica was already wary of the new neighbors, she was the jealous type and he could sense that seeing how quickly they got settled had made her a bit jealous.

Sean came back with some glasses for the wine and poured out three glasses, as they continued to talk. Bill was surprised that Sean seemed to have a lot of the same interests at him. He was into all things outdoors, and as they discussed hiking trails and camping in the area, he felt like the two would become friends. Bill was just about to talk to Sean about some of the amazing golf courses in the area when the basement door opened. Bill and Jessica both looked as Sean's wife came through the door, obviously just finishing a work out. Bill was not surprised, figuring that she would be beautiful. Sean seemed like a good guy and with a good job and he figured he would have a good looking wife. Jessica on the other hand, looked over Skye as if she was competition.

"Hi, it is nice to meet you too...." Bill grinned as he shook her hand. Jessica also shook Skye's hand, but her response was just not as pleasant. Bill felt his eyes on Skye, her face was super model good looking, while her body showed that she worked out. He didn't check her out, but he did glance.

As Skye left to go get changed, Jessica returned her attention to Sean, while Bill felt his eyes following Skye toward the stairs. As she began to jog up the stairs, he saw her firm, perfect backside wiggling in her tight pants. He sighed as he turned back and began to talk with Sean again. Jessica was in the middle of telling Sean about her job, when Skye came back down the stairs.

Her entrance was something out of a movie. She looked like she was heading out for a night on the town, and Bill couldn't help but feel his eyes focusing on her amazing body in her elegant black dress. Jessica had a look of jealousy on her face as she re-entered the room. Bill was brought back to reality by Sean telling Skye how amazing she looked.

Jessica began to tell Sean again about her company when Skye began to fill Bill's glass again. He smiled, "Thank you..... and no..... Sean did not mention anything about a barbecue this weekend," he said grinning at her. "I am sure Jess and I would be thrilled to come..... what a great idea to meet all the neighbors...." he said as she finished filling his glass. As she began to fill her own, Jessica looked over and smiled, "What would we be thrilled to come to?," she asked. "Oh.... Skye was just saying that Sean and her were going to have a barbecue this weekend......"

Jessica immediately interrupted, "Oh you two don't have to rush into that..... I mean don't you both want to get settled and not have the neighbors intruding on you?" Bill was taken aback by Jessica a bit, but as he looked over he saw Sean and Skye just smiling.

"Oh you two don't have to rush into that..... I mean don't you both want to get settled and not have the neighbors intruding on you?"

Skye had poured herself a very conservative little glass of wine, and smiled beautifully at Jessica as she reached out, filling her glass liberally, shaking her head reassuringly like they were old friends. “Oh, please, don’t worry about little things like that.” she said, passing the bottle back to her husband. She reached out, and wrapped her hand around Bill’s arm, smiling up at him, looking effortlessly stunning. “It’s going to be an absolute delight having you over. Would you like to see the backyard? It’s exquisite!”

She let him outside, while Sean continued to talk to Jessica, fascinated by the company where she worked.

The large french doors opened out onto a york-stone patio, all designed in a flowing pattern around a central elevated fire pit. She smiled at him, indicating the yard, and the not-ready-yet pool. “Have you been over here before? “ She asked him, looking around at the beautiful trees lining the yard, giving them privacy. “It’s just ideal. Sean loves the outdoors.”

She folded her hand over his arm, looking up at him, her eyes big and open. “I guess you do too, don’t you? I heard you from upstairs. It sounds like you and he share all sorts of interests, don’t you?”

She took a delicate, measured sip of her wine.

“So… your wife is very sweet. I hope she doesn’t mind me stealing you.”

Bill watched as Skye seemed to politely reassure Jessica that it would not be a problem hosting the party so soon. Jessica grinned politely at Skye as she refilled her wine glass. Jessica smiled as she responded, "I know if it was me I would be nervous having all the neighbors over...... especially if I was not settled yet." Bill laughed a bit at Jessica and added, "That is my wife..... always the perfectionist, always worrying..."

As he finished his statement, Bill noticed Skye turning her attention to him. He grinned at the beauty as she reached out and wrapped her arm around his arm. "A tour of the backyard? I would love one...... wish our last neighbors were this polite," he grinned at Jessica. He grabbed his glass of wine and let Skye lead him outside.

Back inside, Jessica and Sean talked about the neighborhood, their jobs, and the town. Jessica wondered how a nice man like Brian could have a wife like Skye. Jessica was not sure, but there was something about Skye she did not like. She could not put her finger on it, but something was not right with her perfect personality.

Bill let Skye lead him outside, his mind thinking about how friendly the new neighbors are. He liked Sean, he really did. He could see the two of them being very good friends. He also thought Skye was polite and gorgeous. Bill had always been faithful to Jessica. She was the love of his life, and while he did notice beautiful women, he never thought about them beyond how they looked. However, Skye was different. There was something elegant about her, and Bill found himself appreciating her beauty a bit more.

As they exited the home out of the french doors, Bill found himself grinning as they walked onto the back patio. He looked around the back yard and was amazed at how nice it was. Perfect for a young couple, he thought to himself.

"Have you been over here before??"

Bill heard the question and shook his head no. "No...... the old neighbors were pretty private.... they never invited either Jess or I over, however they always came to our place when we asked," he laughed. "I wonder why now..... our place is nothing like this!" He grinned at Skye as she mentioned Sean loving the outdoors. "I did hear that..... I am also a fan of the outdoors...."


As her hand went to his arm, he looked down into her big open eyes. He found himself staring into them, and something about them seemed to hold a power over him. While he wanted to look away, he couldn't. He found himself thinking that a woman with eyes like hers could probably hold power over a lot of men. He smiled, "You heard correct..... Sean and I have a lot in common..... I think we will get along great..... plus you both seem excited to invite neighbors over," he smiled down at her.

He watched her sip her wine, and her next comment caught him off guard a bit.

“So… your wife is very sweet. I hope she doesn’t mind me stealing you.”

He smiled at Skye, "Jessica is very sweet.... she can come across as rude at times.... but she is a great woman...." he admitted. He then thought about the second part of the statement. Stealing him? It was a statement that was so innocent, but got Bill's mind wandering a bit. He did his best to hide how his mind was racing as he responded.

"She won't mind...... she knows I am trying to make a good impression on our new neighbor...." he winked at Skye.

"She won't mind...... she knows I am trying to make a good impression on our new neighbor...."

She grinned at that, a bright, wide, genuine grin of delight, showing her perfect teeth. “Oh, you’re absolutely making a good impression!” She said, looking down at herself, resting a dainty manicured hand just above her cleavage, looking down at her body in the black dress she had put on. “I’m just so embarrassed that you came over while I was in the middle of my workout, and I look so disheveled!” She lifted her head, looking up at him again, her soft hair tossing a bit, her eyes big and apologetic. “I’m sure you must think I look awful.”

She smiled slowly at his response, and blushed demurely, her fingers slipping away from her dress, taking a deep breath, making her chest rise up toward him as she smiled again, clearly appreciating what he said. She lifted her glass to her mouth again, taking another tiny measured sip, her soft mouth parting ever so slightly, her tiny pink tongue visible for only the tiniest moment.

“Well,” she said, finally, after she had artfully swallowed her small mouthful of wine, making her long, naked neck catch his eye, “I’m sure you understand how much of a pain it is to have to work out…” She said as she took a small step toward him, holding out her small hand from her glass, and softly caressing his bicep through his shirt, her thumb delicately stroking him. “You must work out all the time to be in such…”

She smiled up at him again, but her tongue appeared between her teeth playfully, her eyes looking up at him big and searching, looking back and forth between his eyes, as though she was trying to find something there….

“Fantastic… shape…”

The french door behind them opened, and Sean called out to them. “Hey you two, you ready for another glass?”

Bill smiled as Skye said he was making a good impression. He felt good about Skye and Sean and thought they would make great neighbors. However, Bill felt himself become a bit distracted as he watched Skye's manicured hand move toward her cleavage. His eyes focusing a bit on her hand, then traveling south towards her chest. He knew it was wrong, but he couldn't help but check her out.

“I’m sure you must think I look awful.”

She said as her eyes looked up into his, forcing him to pry his eyes from her amazing cleavage. However, not to be disappointed, he instead was able to focus on her big, apologetic brown eyes. He again seemed to be hypnotized and couldn't look away. Her eyes holding his gaze, and making his mind race with thoughts he knew he shouldn't be having about another woman. "Awful? No way... you look amazing....." he said softly. "There is no way you should look that good on such short notice...." he said softly. He meant to only compliment her, but he felt he had to defend her beauty.

He noticed her smile as she took a deep breath. Her breath again caused his eyes to drop to her chest, watching it rise up toward him and fall. He sighed as she took another sip of wine, and he did the same. He was shocked as he noticed his glass was almost empty. Had he really drank that whole glass while out with her? He felt like he was lost with her, but he did his best to try and keep under control.

“I’m sure you understand how much of a pain it is to have to work out…”

Her next comment made him smile. He looked at her as he saw her neck, part of him wondering how it would feel against his lips. "Work out? Well..... to be honest other then some outdoor activities and yard work..... I don't really work out much," he admitted. "I run sometimes, and want to do it some more, but life is busy..... plus I can never get Jessica to go out and run with me...." he said as he felt her hand slide to his bicep. He looked down at her hand as it stroked him delicately. He felt his eyes travel along her arm, back to her eyes.

What was happening? Was she flirting with him? Was he flirting with her? He was very good at being a faithful husband, and actually never even considered the possibility of cheating on Jessica. Yet here he was, standing with a woman he just met, and for some reason, he could not get his mind off of how Skye's body looked or how her skin would feel. He wondered what her lips would feel like against him. He shook the thoughts out of his head as he heard her compliment.

"Thank you..... I wish I was in better shape...... I am not nearly as fit as you..... look at you..." he said. As he said it, his eyes again drank in her body, looking her over. He felt like he had gone too far in his own mind when the french doors behind them opened.

“Hey you two, you ready for another glass?”

Sean interrupted, and Bill felt relieved. However, he felt himself wanting to be alone with Skye. "Sure...... once your wife finishes the tour of the backyard and not just of the patio we will be right in...." he said smiling.

Wait, why did he say that? He was enjoying the company with Skye, but he also felt like the flirting was getting too much. He should have just agreed and headed inside at Sean's offer, but he didn't. He looked back at Skye, "Unless you want to head in..." he said, partly hoping she would and he could go back to the safety of Sean and Jessica's company.

"Work out? Well..... to be honest other then some outdoor activities and yard work..... I don't really work out much, I run sometimes, and want to do it some more, but life is busy..... plus I can never get Jessica to go out and run with me...."

She smiled gently up at him, her hand still on his bicep, gently kneading his muscle. It was a casual, almost unnoticeable gesture, but it was also intensely intimate; and the was she stood in front of him as she did it almost suggested that she was blocking the view of their connection from the door, as though she wanted to keep it a secret.

“Oh, I know EXACTLY what you mean…” she said, lowering her voice even though they were alone, being playfully secretive. “Sean is very active, and lots of fun, but sometimes I just have certain… things… that he’s just not quite able to do with me.” She smiled as though the whole things was a silly little joke, but her eyes continued to hold his. “Sometimes it must just be nice to find someone to… exercise with… other than your wife?”

The french door opened, and Sean came out, calling them in for more wine. She turned, her glamorous smile just as bright as she looked over at her husband, still clutching Bill’s arm, although as she turned the way her fingers slid around his arm seemed to slacken, turning the connection from something that had felt provocative into something much more polite and friendly.

Looked back and forth between them as Bill told Sean he wanted to see the rest of the yard. She shrugged playfully, indicating the wider expanse of immaculate green lawn that stretched out away from the pool and into what looked like the beginnings of a very immaculate and exotic flower garden. “You heard him, love…” she said, tugging Bill’s arm to start to lead him away. “He’s not quite done working me over yet, we’ll have to come in once he’s exhausted me!”

Sean laughed at that. Skye was so funny. “Okay, you two, but keep where i can see you!” He joked back, closing the door, and headed inside, glad he had such a wonderfully embracing wife who made such a good host.

Skye led Bill out into their garden, and over to a small arch trellis with lush, climbing rose vines. The slow creeping blanket of night was making both of them just a bit hard to see as they moved further from the lights of the house. As she went under the trellis, she stopped, and turned, looking up at him again, still smiling; but the smile had become something different. It curled gently, knowingly. She leaned against the wooden structure, her back to the house, and lifted a long, shapely leg, bending the knee, leaning her heel against the wooden lattice, her skirt falling causally from her thigh, exposing more of her legs. She sipped at her wine, looking up at him, sizing him up for a long moment.

“So.” she finally said, licking her lips in the darkness. “This is my garden.” she said, not really looking around, but holding his eyes… her empty hand going to the front of her skirt, lightly touching her hip. “I keep a very nice garden, and you’re going to love being in it.”

She finished the last of her glass, and set it down on the stonework at her side. She slipped away from the wooden lattice of the trellis, and stepped closer to him, her hands both casually, as if it was something totally normal to do, taking his. She looked up at him again with big and searching eyes, the soft glow of the moonlight delicately highlighting her skin along her chest as her breath made it rise and fall. “Does your wife have a pretty garden? Do you like being in it?” She asked, taking another step forward. “I bet you already like mine better, don’t you?”

She laughed playfully at his stumbling answer. She let go of his hands, and took his wine glass, quickly drinking the last of his wine. She casually picked up the second glass, and gestured for him to follow her with a nod of her head, turning her back to him and walking back toward the house, effortlessly gliding on her heels in the grass, her perfect little bottom swaying with each step, making her flowing short skirt sway in the moonlight.

As they stepped through the door, Sean was in the middle of a story, and he grinned broadly as they entered. “Oh, good… Come one in you two, I want to show Jessica something!” He waved them in, holding his hand out to Bill.” Here, you’ve got to see this. They just rolled out a new update I’ve been working on, you’re going to love it. Can I see your phone?” He took it, and opened his Grendle App… not even questioning if he had it or not… everyone had it. “Here… ah… honey, is your phone down here?”

She nodded, refilling Bill’s glass and passing it back to him, stepping past Jessica to pass it to him, and remaining at his side. “Mm hm. It’s charging on the counter.”

“Ah right…” Sean continued, still likeably excited. He found her phone, and opened the same app… and then held the phones together for a moment, grinning. “See? That’s it. That’s all you have to do, and now there’s a direct connection. You can send all the messages and pics and video you want, in real time, totally secure. Isn’t that awesome?”

Skye smiled, clapping daintily. “That is amazing, honey!” She said, clearly incredibly proud of her husband. She then slid her hand over Bill’s arm as she turned, looking behind her at Jessica, the angle of here turn putting the succulent shape of her body on display.

“Isn’t that amazing, Jessica?”

The hand on his bicep felt innocent enough. However, as it started to knead at his muscle gently, Bill began to wonder if Skye was not as innocent as he first thought. His eyes stared down into her own, attractive big brown eyes. As they stood there, Bill felt like they were alone. When in fact they were in plain view of the house and anyone at any moment could come outside and see them. Something about Skye however, made him feel like they were hidden.

“Sometimes it must just be nice to find someone to… exercise with… other than your wife?”

An innocent statement or one that had a deeper meaning. Bill was not sure when he heard it. The soft sound of Skye's voice led him to think that maybe it was a secret. Did she want him to admit that he wanted to do things to other women? No, she couldn't mean that he thought to himself. She was just being polite, trying to hold a conversation. "I know what you mean. I would love to exercise with Jessica, but she is just not motivated and running alone sucks. It's a good thing for music," he said softly, smiling at Skye.

As they were in their conversation the french door opened, breaking Bill out of his train of thought. As he discussed seeing the rest of the back yard with Skye to Sean, he felt her hand position on his arm change. Wait, did it change or was it always like that? The position it was in now seemed more friendly and polite and not so sexual. Bill couldn't help but wonder to himself why his mind was playing tricks on him this way. Sure Skye was gorgeous, but he had been around gorgeous women before. This should be no different.

“He’s not quite done working me over yet, we’ll have to come in once he’s exhausted me!”

Skye's next comment sent Sean and Bill into a fit of laughter. She was playful, polite, and beautiful. She seemed like the perfect woman. Sean was a lucky man. As Skye tugged at Bill's hand, he waved goodbye to Sean as he disappeared back inside. Bill smiled as he followed Skye, "Not quite done working you over? Don't tempt me...... or else I will have you showing me every inch of your yard and house...." he teased. He thought it was a playful, innocent response. One that may make Skye laugh.

As she led him into the garden Bill was awestruck. He looked around in amazement, "Wow..... this is beautiful, and so private..." he said softly. His attention was more on the arch trellis, rose vines, and other flowers and plants that were in the garden and not on Skye. He didn't notice as she walked over and leaned back against the trellis. As the darkness began to settle in, Bill knew it was getting later. He figured Jessica would want to head home soon.

He turned his attention to Skye, and when he did he found himself distracted. There she was, under the trellis leaning back against the wooden structure. Her one leg raised up, lifting her skirt of her dress to show more of her long, sexy legs. Bill found his eyes unable to stop moving over her body. She looked amazing in the moonlight and he couldn't help but drink in her image.

“This is my garden.” she said, not really looking around, but holding his eyes… her empty hand going to the front of her skirt, lightly touching her hip. “I keep a very nice garden, and you’re going to love being in it.”

Bill heard her voice, but his eyes were too busy following her hand. As she touched her hip, he couldn't help but think about her in a sexual light. He figured she must be amazing in bed. Boy was Sean a lucky man? He sighed as his eyes moved up her body noticing her large chest before his eyes moved back up to meet hers. His mind was lost, not thinking about Jessica in this moment. In this single moment, Bill was thinking of Skye in a sexual light. He imagined how easy it would be to have her, right there against the wooden structure. He wondered if she moaned loudly; would her husband hear?

Her husband, Bill felt his head shake a bit as he tried to get the thoughts out of his head. She was married, and so was he. If anything, he should be wondering if Sean and her have broken in this garden yet.

"It is a very nice garden...." he said softly. "It is private..... a nice get-away place..." he said staring at her.

“Does your wife have a pretty garden? Do you like being in it?” She asked, taking another step forward. “I bet you already like mine better, don’t you?”

Her words were like a siren song, leading Bill down a path he knew he shouldn't go. He heard her and watched as she pushed off the wooden structure and came toward him. Her soft hands reaching out, taking his hands into her own. They were standing in the moonlight, and the way it hit her, he couldn't help but let his eyes stare at her chest. Watching it raise and fall. Bill's mind screamed, telling him this was not a good situation. However like the temptress she was, she distracted him, holding him in his position.

"I.... Jessica..... well...... she isn't much of a gardener...." he stumbled, searching for the right words. "So..... your's seems much better.... and bigger..." he said softly. He didn't mean to say bigger, but his attention was on her chest. He was watching her breasts rise and fall with each breath and all he could think was how her breasts were so much bigger then Jessica's.

Bill was lost in his mind, thinking all sorts of sexual thoughts he knew he shouldn't. He was brought back to reality by Skye's playful laugh. He looked at her as she let go of his hands and grabbed his wine glass. He was in amazement as she finished his glass, then grabbed her own and gestured for him to follow her back to the house.

What was happening to him? Was he reading her wrong? Part of him didn't want to believe that she was a temptress trying to steal him away, to be honest, part of him blamed himself. That he was creating this in his own mind. She is your neighbor, she is just be friendly, he told himself as he followed her back toward the house.

As they entered, Sean's excitement caught him off guard. Yes, she was married and so was he. He found his wife and walked over to her, smiling as if she would keep him safe. Sean was talking about the app his company was working on, mostly the one spearheaded by him. He reached out for Bill's phone and he obliged him happily, handing it to him.

As Sean excitedly moved over to get Skye's off the counter, Bill couldn't help but notice Skye stepping across Jessica and refilling his wine glass. He looked up into Skye's eyes and smiled, nodding in thanks for her refilling the glass, and trying his hardest to keep any sexual thoughts out of his head.

“See? That’s it. That’s all you have to do, and now there’s a direct connection. You can send all the messages and pics and video you want, in real time, totally secure. Isn’t that awesome?”

Sean showed off how easy the app was to connect and Bill grinned. "That is amazing Sean.... absolutely amazing. Jessica smiled as well, she was not into all this technology, and even if Bill tried to get her to use her phone for more, she refused.

“Isn’t that amazing, Jessica?”

Skye seemed impressed by her husbands presentation and as she asked Jessica about it, Bill turned to look at his wife. What he saw was something he did not expect. Jessica was staring at Skye, with that jealous look in her eyes.

Jessica was watching as Skye had her hand on her husbands arm, her amazing body almost being shown off to Jessica. Jessica found herself jealous. Jealous of the younger woman with the amazing body. Jealous of the new neighbor who seemed to be further along in life. Jealous that she was able to get the house ready so quickly. Jessica gave Skye a fake smile, "It is amazing, your husband is a smart man...... you really lucked out in catching him."

The response caught Bill off guard. It was not polite and pleasant like his wife normally was. It was more hostile. He turned to Jessica, "What has gotten into you?" Jessica looked at Bill and give him an apologetic look, "I am sorry, I am just tired..... maybe we should head home."

Bill agreed and stood up, smiling at Sean. "Thank you for inviting us in and sharing the wine..... I look forward to the barbecue this weekend......" he said as he shook Sean's hand. He then turned to Skye, "Thank you for the tour..... see you Saturday," he smiled, shaking her soft hand as well.

Jessica stood up and shook Sean's hand, but when she got to Skye she just stood next to Bill, holding his arm. Almost as if she was showing that Bill was hers. She smiled at Skye and wished her a goodnight and then the couple headed back toward their house.

As they got inside, Bill looked at Jessica, "Well, they were a nice younger couple..... Sean seemed like a great guy, and Skye seemed polite..." he said softly. Jessica rolled her eyes, "Polite..... you would think that about her wouldn't you?"

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"Well, they were a nice younger couple..... Sean seemed like a great guy, and Skye seemed polite..."

Jessica was in the middle of taking off her shoes, and rolled her eyes. "Polite..... you would think that about her wouldn't you?" She grumbled. “That woman…” She trailed away. There wasn’t a specific thing that she could say about her, but there had been SOMETHING. The way she… Jessica scowled, following Bill upstairs. “I can’t believe that you would be a sucker for her like that!”

She shook her head at his reply, pointing her finger in the direction of their neighbor’s house. “She is NOT a good person, Bill!” She said with finality, disappearing into their bedroom.

While Bill stood there, his phone vibrated softly in his pocket. The picture on his screen showed Skye taking a selfie of herself; blowing him a kiss, holding the camera up high, showing all of her sculpted body in her lovely black dress, the view gazing deep into her artful cleavage…. But after eight seconds, grendle’s security settings made the image disappear as though it had never existed.

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The week went on, and the number of deliveries to the house next door soon gave way to the lawn care and pool people. Every day, there were work trucks in their driveway. Sean chatted with Bill several times, and was eager to join him on the golf course.

Soon, the weekend came, and the house next door was open and brightly lit, with pleasant music piping into the yard. The smell of chlorine and charcoal permeated the neighborhood, and several of the families all converged on the new neighbor’s house, all indulging one of the nicest days of the summer.

Bill could not believe that Jessica was acting the way she was. He listened to her as he headed up the stairs towards their bedroom. "A sucker? Sweetie, I just met her. I was being polite..." he defended himself. He couldn't believe she was acting the way she was. Bill and Jessica rarely fought, but tonight seemed like it was going to be a big one. He shook his head as he headed into the bathroom to get ready for bed.

“She is NOT a good person, Bill!”

Bill was shocked as she said this, "Jessica, are you crazy? What is going on with you?" The fight continued, and eventually Bill headed down the stairs to the living room. He could not believe his wife was acting that way.

As he sat on the couch watching sports, he felt his phone vibrate. He opened the Grendle app and saw the picture. His mind raced as he looked at his new neighbor. Her body on display as he felt his cock stir. He felt his hand move to his hardening cock, rubbing through his pants as he stared at her artful cleavage. What was he doing? He didn't care, he needed this, he thought to himself. Just as he was about to start jerking off to the image, it disappeared. He looked frustrated, wanting release. He stopped what he was doing and swore. "Fuck what is wrong with me...."

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The week went by quickly. Bill saw Sean in passing a few times. Each time he stopped and talked to him. To his delight, Sean wanted to take him up on going golfing sometime soon.

As Friday rolled around, Bill was waiting for another fight with Jessica. However, surprisingly she was more excited about the barbecue because she would get to see some of our other neighbors that she liked. Finally, he felt relaxed.

Saturday morning came and after some errands around the house, Bill and Jessica got ready to head over to their neighbors party. Bill was wearing a pair of light blue shorts, a belt with boxers underneath, and a polo t-shirt. Jessica wore nothing special, just a white blouse with a tank under neath and a pair of tan shorts that showed off her legs. Bill smiled as he brought their bathing suits, just in case. They walked over hand in hand toward Sean and Skye's, ready to enjoy the party.

As they arrived, Sean let them in, excited that they were there. Sean took the bag with the bathing suits and put it upstairs in a guest room, just in case they wanted to change. He then led them out back where a bunch of neighbors had already arrived. Jessica smiled as she saw some of her other married friends hanging out by the pool.

The pool, what a great setting for a barbecue. The water was clear, and the area around the pool set up to be the center of the party. Bill followed Jessica down towards the water, then off to the side where the married neighbors were sitting.

Bill reached out and took Jessica's hand. "Lets go put our suits on and take a dip," he smiled. "The water looks amazing..... and that way we can get it out of the way early." Jessica gave him a look, shaking her head. "No Bill, I don't want to go in the water at all today." He shook his head, "Well I am going in...... so I guess I will see after I get a good swim in."

Jessica gave him an unhappy look, but he didn't care. He turned and headed toward the house. He saw Sean and he smiled, "Hey Sean, which way to the guest room to go get changed?" Sean grinned and pointed him in the right direction. Bill entered the house, finding the stairs and climbing them slowly.

Again he was in awe of how amazing the house was. He reached the top of the stairs and said to himself, "So many rooms for just one couple." He laughed as he headed down the hallway. As he walked past an open door, he looked in and saw Skye. He stopped in his tracks, noticing that she was getting ready, her body on display as he peaked in the room.

Sean and Skye’s master bedroom was a full suite. It had high open ceilings with exposed beams, the entire space painted a luxurious white. There was a lovely master bathroom, and a large walk in closet with a full vanity. At the opposite end of the room was a wide bay window that looked out at the large trees that framed their backyard, with a sliding door that opened out onto a small veranda with a couple lounge chairs, where the sometimes enjoyed their morning coffee. Their bed faced the window, a large california king draped it flowing linen hanging from the high ceiling.

Sky stood next to the bed, facing the window, her long, lythe frame supple and tan from the shower. From where Bill stood outside the door, he watched her stretch her arms up toward the ceiling, wearing only a pair of white crocheted bikini bottoms. Her back was to him, exposing the graceful lines of her delicately wrought shoulder and back muscles, the tiny tattoo of a flying bird on the back of her left shoulder, and the stylized empty bird cage between her shoulder blades, as though the bird couldn’t be caged. As she leaned forward and picked up the top of her crocheted bikini, Bill could see the side of her breast, only just suggesting how round and firm and perfect it was. She slid her top over her head, tugging it over her chest and into place, adjusting the way her breasts sat in it. She reached up, sliding both of her hands up the back of her neck sensually, running them up through her chocolaty hair, letting it drape back over her shoulders.

She leaned to the bed again, picking up a small bottle of sunscreen, giving him a full view of her body along the side, the succulent curves of her chest, and her bottom… the firmness of her tummy, her long, toned legs…

Her eyes lifted up to the doorway, falling on him, and she smiled playfully, her eyes twinkling. “Hi, Bill” She said softly, keeping his secret.

She turned and faced him, walking toward him in her white laced wedges. “Would you like to help me put some lotion on my back?” She asked, holding up the tube, biting her bottom lip.

“I promise to do you next...”

Bill stood in the hallway frozen. He could not believe the site in front of his very eyes. In the room, he saw Skye getting ready for the pool. Her body only covered by a pair of crocheted bikini bottoms. He felt his eyes moving over her, drinking in her long firm legs. Her exposed back and shoulders were elegant, and he felt his mind racing at what her skin would feel like. As his eyes danced over her body, he noticed the tattoo on her shoulder blade.

The tattoo was not overdone. No, instead it was subtle, but it was intriguing. He felt his eyes lingering on it. Jessica would never get a tattoo, and that just separated Skye from her a bit more. As she picked up her top, he must have gasped out loud. He saw the side of her breast, and as it came into view Bill almost could picture his hand groping it. Her breast was firm, round, and perfect. He wanted to compare it to Jessica, but there was no comparison. Her small chest wasn't even close to as nice as Skye's.

“Hi, Bill”

Her response broke him out of his trance. He looked up and felt his eyes meet hers. The playful smile and twinkle in her big brown eyes almost made him think that she wouldn't mention this to anyone. He swallowed hard, "I am sorry..... I was looking for the guest room.... Sean said..." he stumbled a bit. He took a deep breath to get control of himself. "I was looking to change into my swim trunks...... didn't mean to intrude."

“Would you like to help me put some lotion on my back?”

Bill heard her next statement and couldn't help but let his eyes drink in her chest in her bikini top. He was staring against as she moved toward him holding up the tub of lotion. "I..... I really should change and head back down to the party...." he said softly. The idea of letting his hands touch her soft skin was running through his head.

Cheating on Jessica was never a thought for Bill. No, he was a faithful man. One of the good ones. He always avoided situations like this, but right now he found himself in a situation he knew could be bad. He sighed, not wanting to put off his new neighbor. "I mean, I guess I could be neighborly if you need the help."

His mind was fighting with itself. Part of him knew this situation was bad, while another part of him attempted to convince him that putting lotion on his neighbor was innocent. He stepped into Skye's room, staring at her. "Let me see that bottle...." he said as he reached out, feeling Skye slide the bottle of lotion into his hands.

"Turn around...." he said softly as he stood behind Skye. Again his eyes fell on the tattoo on her shoulder. He took a deep breath as he put some lotion into his hands and slide them onto her shoulders. Her skin was exactly what he expected. It was soft and perfect. His hands moved slowly around her shoulders and upper back, making sure to rub the lotion into her skin. "How's that?"

"I..... I really should change and head back down to the party...."

She shrugged playfully, continuing to step toward him, her hips swaying with each slow step. “We can still get you out of those clothes. I only need to borrow you for a few moments.” She said with a sweet, pleasant little smile, holding out the bottle to him.

She was standing right inside the door to her bedroom, her hand resting against the frame. For a long moment, her eyes slowly slipped downward from his, and made a long, slow, appraising journey down his body before they came up again, her impish grin widening, making little dimples appear in her cheeks.

"I mean, I guess I could be neighborly if you need the help."

Skye laughed at that, holding door open so she could let him into her bedroom. As he stepping inside, she eased the door closed with a gentle but firm little click. “Oh I already know you’re neighborly, Bill.” She said. “I can already tell, we’re going to be very close.” She stepped right up to him, looking up at him with those big searching eyes, her chest rising and falling with her breath. She was so close, she smelled like vanilla. “We’re going to be helping each other with… all sorts of things.”

She held up the bottle, and as he asked her to turn, she did as she was told; She turned so that her bare back and firm little bottom were facing him, looking back over her shoulder at him, smiling gently. As he started to work, she inhaled happily, her exquisitely shaped shoulders and back squirming with a supple elegance under his touch. She reached up with one hand, gathering up her voluminous tresses and pulling them to the side, her silken hair dragging playfully across his hands.

"How's that?"

“Hmmm…” she moaned happily, easing herself back a little bit, her almost naked body only a few inches from him, her bottom only just barely not touching the front of his khakis. She reached back with her opposite hand, the one not holding her hair, the one away from the shoulder she was looking over… the hand that was almost an afterthought… and reached back, softly resting against the outside oh his hip through his shorts, holding him at that distance, not touching her, but so very close. Her fingers tightened, kneading him gently though the material of his shorts, feeling the shape of his hip. “Make sure you get all the way down my back…”

As his hands dragged down the contour of her back, his fingers wrapping lightly around her, she started to delicately, almost imperceptibly, roll her hips, letting him feel the way the muscles of her middle played supply against each other. Her back arched slightly, her bottom lifting closer to his hands. He could feel her taut, perfectly crafted muscles as she rubbed the inside of her legs together.

And then she stepped away from him, reaching her hand out. “That was very nice, Bill, thank you…” She said. Even after he handed her the lotion, she moved it, and kept her hand out to him, as though she wanted to take his. “Do you want me to show you where you can change? I’ll be happy to do you next.”

“We can still get you out of those clothes. I only need to borrow you for a few moments.”

Bill looked at Skye and immediately felt his mind think she had other plans then just getting him to put some lotion on her. He felt his mind drifting to what the two of them could do without any clothes on. He watched as her big brown eyes began to move up and down his body. Was she checking him out? He looked at her as he say her eyes meet his again, the smile appearing on her face playful. The sexy dimples that appeared on her cheek gave her another sexy quality that Bill could not resist.

His eyes watched as she walked up to the door. Her hand holding the door as he stepped inside. He heard the door close, and as he stepped further into the room, the loud click of the door made Bill squirm a bit with nervousness. Why was he nervous? He was just there to help her out, nothing more.

“We’re going to be helping each other with… all sorts of things.”

Bill stared down at Skye. His eyes again focusing on the slow rise and fall of her chest with each breath. The smell of vanilla filling his nose as he sighed. His mind moving off of what he came into the room to do. Instead, the smell of vanilla and the look of her sexy eyes made Bill want to grab her and throw her on her bed. He felt the urge to let out some sexual frustration, even though deep down inside, he knew it was wrong.

As Skye held the bottle out to him, he watched as she turned. He smiled as he stared at her bare back, his hands moving along her skin, rubbing the lotion in gently. As she breathed, Bill couldn't help but be astonished by the exquisite shape of her shoulders. As her hands moved back to gather her hair and pull it to the side, he smiled. "Thanks....." he whispered as his hands continued to work her skin, making sure to not miss an inch.

As he asked her how it felt, he heard her happy moan. He felt her easing back a bit, but as he rubbed her skin he did not feel any danger in the situation. He was startled as he felt her other hand reach back and rested on his hip. His gasp happened right in her ear, as his hands dropped to her mid back, now more massaging her muscles then rubbing the lotion in.

“Make sure you get all the way down my back…”

Bill heard her and like it was an instinct his hands started to move. Slowly down her mid-back toward her lower back. His fingers kneading her muscles gently as he did. As her hand kneaded at his hip, he sighed. His eyes closed as his hands rested on her lower back.

As he was massaging her lower back, he felt her hips start to roll gently. He again gasped as he knew she was inches from moving her amazing ass against him. He felt his fingers pressing into her lower back muscles, massaging a bit harder as the desire to step into her and press against her body entered his mind.

God, she is so fit, her body feels amazing, he thought to himself. I would give anything to feel her body against mine. Those thoughts were followed by his mind scolding him. Are you crazy? You have a wife downstairs.

The constant fighting in his head only helped to confuse him. With in an instant she stepped away from him. He sighed as he felt his mind wondering what he did wrong. He looked at her shocked as she stepped away from him, turning and extending her hand for the lotion. Bill handed her the lotion as he smiled, "You are welcome..... I am glad you enjoyed it."

“Do you want me to show you where you can change? I’ll be happy to do you next.”

He knew he should say no. He knew he should head off to change on his own and get away from the temptation that was Skye. However, what came out of his mouth was not what he planned. "Yes..... show me where to change..." he said softly. His hand reaching out and sliding into her hand. Bill was under a spell. He had a voice in his mind screaming for him to stop, yet he couldn't. As he felt Skye take his hand, he knew he would follow her where ever she lead him.

"Yes..... show me where to change..."

She smiled, and led him out of the bedroom, and across the hall. She opened one of the other bedrooms, gesturing for him to go in in front of her, letting go of his hand as he found the swimsuits. She rested a hand on her hip, watching him, making no move at all to close the door… grinning as he moved to close it himself. “Aww…” she said with a look of genuine disappointment. “Guess I’ll have to wait.”

She stood right outside the door as he changed, leaning on the door frame, making no secret about the fact that she was peeking. “I’m glad you’re getting in the water with me, William,” she said, “It’s too bad your wife doesn’t seem to want to have a little fun, but I suppose that’s better for us, isn’t it?”

The door swung a little bit, as she peeked in a little bit more. “I bet you and I will have a lot of fun without her.”

Once he was decent, she opened the door completely, looking him up and down. “Mmm,” she said appreciatively as she walked toward him rubbing sun lotion into her hands. Her eyes clearly lingered on his chest, and his abs… and lower. “You look… very yummy.”

She reached up, and started by applying sunscreen to his forehead, and nose, and cheeks, being very careful and very thorough. She stood up on her tiptoes to get every bit of his face, and his neck and his ears. She used a little more lotion, and reached for his hand, smiling up at him playfully as she did every bit of his fingers, and hand, and wrist, and his forearm, and elbow… and spent a LONG time on his bicep, and up over his shoulder… her fingertip kneading the lotion into his skin, working vigorously as though she was massaging him. She worked across his shoulders, and slowly down the other side, doing exactly the same thing, just as careful, just as focused, kneading her supple fingers into every inch of his skin, right down to his fingers. She did the back of his hand, and around to his thumb, his pinky, his index finger, his middle finger…

Her fingertips slid around his ring finger, tracing his wedding band, giving it a little tug, but it didn’t quite want to move. She looked up at him innocently as she lifted his hand toward her mouth. “Better get this off…” she muttered softly, sliding his finger into her mouth and suckling softly, working his ring of his finger. She regarded it in her hand for a moment before tossing it onto the bed almost dismissively, returning to his hand to work lotion into his fingers.

She then grinned up at him as she got more lotion into her hands and lowered herself down to her knees, and began to apply the sunscreen to his feet. She worked up his ankles, and his knees, and the backs of his knees…. And slowly worked over every tiny bit of his thighs, all the while looking up at him with big innocent eyes. She worked all the way up to his shorts, and even then started to work even higher, squeezing and kneading the firm muscles… completely ignoring the effect she was having on him even though it was mere millimeters from her mouth…. Which she parted delicately, absently, as though she didn’t think for a moment about what it looked like she was about to do…

Her hands dropped back down to the sunscreen, and she held up a hand to him, smiling cutely. “Almost ready.” she said, lotioning her hands one more time… and starting to work them all over his chest, sliding her hands down his pecs, and stroking his abs, reaching around his body to his back, making sure she got every bit of him even though it meant pressing her body right up against him. She worked down his torso, to the top of his trunks… and then loosened them a tiny bit. “Need to make sure… you don’t burn anywhere…” she whispered, rubbing the lotion just down inside his trunks a tiny bit, just below his waist, over his bottom, around his hips… and down his front… her fingers working into the very top of the line of his pubic hair….

She closed the lotion. Her eyes looking up and down his body. “There. You’re all ready now.” she said, her eyes lingering of a moment on the front of his trunks… And then turned, hopping a tiny bit as she started downstairs. “See you outside!”

She came out of the house, and wrapped her arms around Sean as he worked the grill, giving him a big kiss, and smiled brightly as she entertained all the neighbors, who were all having a wonderful time… the perfect wife, and the perfect host.

Bill followed Skye out of the bedroom, his eyes on her backside as she led him across the hall and into another bedroom. He smiled as she let go of his hand and gestured for him to enter. It was smaller then the master bedroom, but a very good size nonetheless. He turned, seeing Skye standing there watching him. She was grinning, but didn't move to shut the door.

Bill didn't want to be rude, so he walked over to the door and shut it halfway; Just enough to give him some privacy so he could change.

“Guess I’ll have to wait.”

Bill laughed, his hands undoing his belt and beginning to remove his shorts. He shook his head as he thought about Skye's comment. "Yeah, I guess you will have to wait." He finally answered. As he removed the belt from his shorts he tossed it over onto the bed. This was going to be an interesting day, he thought to himself.

"I’m glad you’re getting in the water with me, William,” she said, “It’s too bad your wife doesn’t seem to want to have a little fun, but I suppose that’s better for us, isn’t it?”

As Bill took his shorts and boxers off, he heard Skye through the door. He smiled, "No problem, the pool looks amazing and I can't wait to take a dip in it."

He shook his head. "Jessica is a bit shy. She doesn't want to be in her bathing suit around the whole neighborhood." His mind was racing. Had Skye ever gotten Sean to take her in a pool, he wondered? He imagined her pressed against the side of the pool, looking down at her as he thrust inside her.

Wait, wasn't he thinking about her and Sean? Why did he just picture himself with Skye?

After taking his shorts, socks and boxers off and folding them on the bed he pulled on his swim trunks. He moved over to the door and opened it slightly as he began to remove his shirt. He smiled as he turned and saw Skye looking him up and down.

"I hope I'm fun in the pool, although I'm sure I will just be swimming laps..." he said softly. He watched her as she walked toward him, her hands rubbing lotion into each other.

What happened next sent his senses into overload. He felt her reach up and start to apply the sunscreen to his face. Bill closed his eyes as he felt her expert hands rubbing the lotion into every inch of his skin. Starting with his head then moving down to his hands, wrists, forearms, and elbows. As her hands massaged at his biceps, he sighed, "Ahhh have you ever thought about giving massages? I bet you could make a killing with hands like that."

With each movement of her hands Bill felt his mind moving further and further away from the idea that he was a married man. Her hands were magical and were relaxing his body and mind. That relaxation was dangerous. Being comfortable around a woman like Skye could only lead to things becoming out of control.

Suddenly he felt her fingers playing with his wedding band. She tugged at it and he sighed, "Wait." He knew that he never took off his ring. It was the one thing he wore at all times.

“Better get this off…”

Her statement rang in his ears. He was about to stop her when he felt her slide his ring finger into her mouth. He stared down at her, watching her mouth sucking softly. He felt his cock twitch a bit as he groaned, "ahhh god.... what are you doing?" As she pulled her lips off his finger, his ring was gone. He watched as she tossed the ring onto the bed. He was shocked, but before he could say anything he felt her hands rubbing more lotion into his fingers.

As Skye got down onto her knees, Bill's mind was racing. He wasn't thinking about Jessica. He only thought about the image beneath him. Skye was down on her knees, rubbing the lotion into his feet and ankles. Her hands were moving up his leg. He thought about her mouth on his cock, his mind heading right down the path he knew was wrong.

Skye's big brown eyes staring up at him. His mind raced as her hand inched higher. His cock came to life as her lips parted. He sighed, his hand sliding onto her shoulder, holding her in anticipation, read to feel her mouth on the bulge showing through his trunks. Part of him wanted to push her away, but another part wanted her to pull her forward, to give in to the sexual temptation.

As she reached up to him he was shaken back to reality. He sighed as he took his hand off her shoulder, helping her up. He smiled weakly, feeling like he was being mentally beaten down by her temptation. As her hands moved along his torso, he sighed. He felt her loosening his trunks and again his cock twitched with excitement. His hands reached out, grabbing at her hips as her fingers teased his waist and dipped inside his trunks a bit. He again groaned, "ahhhh."

As her hands moved out of his waist band his hands released her hips. Bill was anticipating what would happen next, but only heard the lotion bottle closing.

“There. You’re all ready now.”

Bill sighed as he looked at her, his mind racing as her eyes lingered on the hard-on he had in his swim trunks. "Thank you.... see you outside..." he gasped as he watched her leave the room. She left him confused, turned on, and disappointed in himself for letting her get to him the way she did.

Bill headed out of the room and found a bathroom on the top floor of the house. He stared at himself in the mirror and cursed at himself for being so weak. 'What the hell is your problem? You are married...... she is married..... get a hold of yourself.'

After a bit, Bill headed down the stairs and back outside. He smiled as he saw Sean at the grill and Skye entertaining some of the neighbors. Bill only hoped that Skye would not get Jessica all worked up like the other day.

Jessica was sitting with some of the other women in the neighborhood, women she really admired. Two of them, Britney and Kim, were pregnant, while Tiffany had three small children. "When do you think you and Bill will be having a child?," Tiffany asked. "You two would make such good parents," Kim added in.

Bill walked up to Jessica. He leaned down and kissed her gently. "Having fun yet?" He asked. Jessica smiled and nodded as Bill greeted the women at the table before He went over to the pool, sat on the edge, and slipped in. He smiled; the water was beautiful and clear. He loved the pool, wishing that he had one just like it. He began to swim a bit. Just a basic freestyle stroke as he did a few laps. Swimming was relaxing to Bill and a great workout. He decided that maybe doing some laps would help get his mind off of his tempting neighbor.

As he began his stroke his mind drifted. He pictured Skye on her knees in front of him. He started to swim a bit faster, wanting the image out of his head. Before he knew it, he was focusing on the stroke and his breathing and not on the sexy neighbor that just teased him upstairs in her home.

It was an absolutely lovely afternoon.

The conversation was lively, and everyone had a drink in hand. People were in and out of the pool and the hot tub, and the kids played happily in the sprinklers. Soon, the burgers and hot dogs came off the grill. Sean was bright and friendly, telling awesome camping stories and excitedly welcoming people to talk about themselves and their lives.

Skye was incredibly gracious, making sure that everyone always had exactly what they needed without ever once looking like it was any effort at all, smiling and gently touching people's arms so that they felt like she really cared about THEM. As the sun started sink lower in the sky, Sean lit the fire pit, and they actually roasted marshmallows and made smores. The Kershwins, who were moving later that week, made a small announcement that they were very happy to have met everyone and that this was the most perfect send-off they could have imagined. It was an absolutely perfect end to a wonderful day by the pool.

Sean caught Bill’s attention as people were starting to leave, giving each other big hugs, remarking on how lucky there were that their neighborhood was so close. He was holding a beer bottle, wearing his swimtrunks and an unbuttoned sleeveless shirt. “Hey Bill! Skye was telling me earlier that you had mentioned that you were trying to get out and run more?”

“Well,” he continued, “Sky actually is out for a run every single morning. It’s pretty early, usually before five, but I mentioned to her that she should have you run with her, and she really seemed to like the idea!” He looked back into the party for a moment, as though he was looking for something, but quickly turned back to Bill.

“Great, I’ll let her know to expect you out there as soon as I see her!” he gave Bill a friendly whack on the arm. “See you around, neighbor!”

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Paul Kershwin moaned, his head rocking to the side, his ass clenching, his hands gripping desperately at the hips of the beautiful woman grinding herself down on his cock. She was voracious, never stopping, her whole body twisting and groping, milking him…

He hadn’t expected this. He and his wife and come over for a pool party, thinking they’d simply be saying goodbye to their neighbors… but instead he was sinking into a wide satin bed, his married cock buried in the most perfect pussy he’d ever felt in his life, so much hotter and tighter and more responsive than his wife…

Her teeth grazed his nipple, and he whimpered, feeling himself jerk as he started to cum...

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“So… Bill? I was talking to Britney, Kim and Tiffany today? I know we’ve been talking about it, but I think… that we should start trying to have a baby.”

What a wonderful afternoon? That was the thought that went through Bill's head as the sun began to set. He let his mind get clear by swimming bunch of lap in the pool. Once it became evident that more people were going to be taking advantage of the amazing clear water, he decided to get back to Jessica. He headed back inside Skye and Sean's house and up to the room where just earlier Skye had him hard as he thought about her sexually.

Lucky for him, the pool had cleared his head. As he began to change out of his swim trunks, his mind was completely clear. No longer did he think about what his cock would feel like inside of Skye or what her lips would feel like on his bulge. Instead he thought about how good the water felt and how he wanted to get back to Jessica. He finished putting his shorts back on and put his swim trunks into the bag he had brought with him. He smiled as he left the room, heading back down to the party. There was not a worry in his body, he was completely relaxed.

He only saw Skye in passing for the rest of the afternoon and evening. She was an amazing hostess. Making sure all the neighbors were well taken care of and enjoying themselves. Sean also, was an excellent host. The burgers and hot dogs that he grilled were a hit. Many of the neighbors had seconds and even came back for thirds. He also kept the neighbors entertained with stories of camping and his new app, Grendle.

Bill and Jessica were sad to hear that the Kershwin's were leaving the neighborhood. They had fit in so well, and Paul and his wife seemed to be so happy together. Jessica turned to Bill and whispered in his ear, "Another family down..... I hope we don't get another couple like Skye and Sean."

Bill laughed at Jessica, whispering back, "Sweetie, you worry too much, Skye hasn't done anything to you. Her and Sean will fit in well. Everyone seems to love them."

The fire pit was lit and most of the families and children were enjoying smores. Jessica was ready to go, but Bill wanted to make sure he thanked Skye and Sean. He walked around the back yard, wondering where Skye was. It was the first time she had seemed to have disappeared the whole day.

Hey Bill! Skye was telling me earlier that you had mentioned that you were trying to get out and run more?”

As Bill walked around he saw Sean wave him over. As he approached he heard his comment and grinned. "Yes, I do want to try and get out and run more." Bill noticed how excited Sean seemed to be to tell him about Skye's love of running. "Yeah, tell her I will run with her tomorrow..... I could use a good run to work off all those burgers and hot dogs I ate today." He smiled as he watched Sean look around the party. Almost like he was looking for Skye.

"Thank you again for the invite..... Jess and I had a blast. I will see you around," he answered to Sean as he shook his hand. Bill really liked Sean. He seemed like a great guy and someone that he could build a friendship with.

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Later that night, Bill and Jessica were laying in bed after a long day. Jess was reading a book while Bill was doing some work on his laptop. As he wrote an email, he heard Jessica interrupt.

“So… Bill? I was talking to Britney, Kim and Tiffany today? I know we’ve been talking about it, but I think… that we should start trying to have a baby.”

Bill stopped his typing and turned to look at Jessica. "A baby? Is that what you want?," he responded. He shut his laptop and set the machine next to the bed on the nightstand. "I mean, I know we have talked about it, but you always said you wanted to be in a better position at work."

Jessica rolled her eyes a bit as she responded, "Well, I think that we will make great parents. And let's be honest Bill, don't you think we are ready?" She almost seemed frustrated at his lack of excitement, and he smiled at his wife.

"Babe, I want to start a family with you, I just want to make sure we make the right decision." He leaned over and kissed his wife, "If it is something you know you want, I am ready. I want to have a child with you," he said as he kissed his wife some more, hoping that this may lead to a little late night fun.

Jessica returned his kiss before pulling away a bit, "Good..... we need to start planning. Make sure that we follow a schedule to ensure the timing is right for the pregnancy," she responded.

Bill leaned over again kissing his wife. His hands sliding onto her body as he felt his cock twitching to attention. Jessica began to kiss him back, her arms wrapping around his neck. He closed his eyes as he felt the desire racing in him. As he kissed his wife, his mind began to drift. Instead of kissing Jessica, he imagined kissing Skye.

The image in his head of Skye pushed him further. His kissing became more passionate. His lips pressing hard into his wife's. His hand started to slide along her body. He groped at Jessica's breasts, however in his mind, it was Skye's.

Jessica attempted to push him off, but in Bill's mind, Skye was just urging him forward. He felt his hands begin to slide down to Jessica's shorts. As he reached to pull them down, he felt a hand on his chest pushing.

Bill sighed as he fell onto his side of the bed. He looked up at Jessica gasping a bit. "What has gotten into you?," Jessica smiled sweetly. "I want to honey, but we need to save it for the right opportunity. We don't want to waste a chance to get pregnant."

It was like a punch to his gut. Bill sighed as he leaned back on his pillow. "I am sorry," he whispered. She leaned across, kissing him gently, "Goodnight, I love you. Jessica then laid back on her side of the bed, smiling to herself.

Bill gasped in disappointment, "Love you too babe, goodnight."

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Bill felt his phone vibrate. He looked at the alarm that went off and turned it off. 'It is so early,' he thought to himself. He then shook his head, remembering that Sean was going to tell Skye that he was going to go running with her. He got up out of bed, slowly to make sure he did not wake Jessica. He then headed into the bathroom in order to shower and get ready for the run.

After finishing his shower, her put on a pair of basketball shorts with boxers under, and a black sleeveless t-shirt. He grabbed his running shoes and headed downstairs to the kitchen. After lacing up his shoes Bill headed over to the refrigerator and grabbed a bottle of water.

The clock on the stove said 5:00 am and Bill remember that is when Sean said Skye normally ran. He took his bottle of water and headed out front. He took a deep breath of the fresh morning air. It was chilly, but he knew it would warm up as the sun came up. He looked over at Skye's house and did not see her. He instead began to stretch in his front yard, getting ready for the run that was ahead of him.

The front door to the neighborss house opened, and Skye came out. She wore a pair of pink runners shorts and a black runners bra with no shirt. She leaned against the stairs leading up to their porch, stretching out her hamstrings; her white and pink runners sneakers seemed brand new. She checked the smartwatch she wore, making sure she had her heart rate correct, and then reached up and bound up her flowing chocolate hair in a cute little ponytail. She then turned, stretching out her long, naked midsection, smiling across their yards at Bill. “Hi, neighbor.” She said, smiling up at him as she walked across the grass, her big preparatory breaths making her chest rise and fall within her slight but functional top. “Sean says you needed something more invigorating that your wife to get you out of the house.” She walked right up to him, her mouth closer to his than seemed necessary. “Well, I have just the thing for you.” She said, her eyes dancing down from his, looking over his physique. “You need to imagine something you want. Something your whole body craves.”

She arched her back up as she spoke, her hands resting, casually but with clear purpose, on her hips, her fingertips JUST on the inside of the elastic of her shorts.

“Can you think of that, Bill? Something that you’re ACHING to have? Something that you want so bad you can’t remember the last time you wanted ANYTHING like this?” Her fingertips slid down, ever so imperceptibly, over the firm contours of muscle arching down from her hips, pulling the elastic down just a tiny, tiny bit, revealing just a BIT of her lower abs, and then the graceful slope of her pubic muscle… “You need to picture that what you want is right there… right in front of you. That all you have to do is reach out your hand, and take it, and you can have it. Have everything you ever wanted.” Her movement was so slight, so barely visible, that anyone watching them would never notice that anything was happening at all. But as she smiled up at him, she was revealing more and more of her pubic mound, the bare, smooth skin becoming more and more visible… “Can you imagine that, Bill? Imagine that you can just put your hand out and touch it? That it’s yours for the taking?”

She took a breath, her eyes and smile suddenly sweet and neighborly. She started to lift up her leg, stretching it against her body, her shorts slipping back up into place. “Well, just keep that in your head while you try to catch me!”

With that, she turned, and started to run.

She kept up a punishing velocity… maintaining a near five-minute mile pace. Her long, sleek, athletic frame pumping away, her pert curves swaying in front of him, always just out of reach… more than once she would look back at him and smile at his effort to keep up. Her light creamy mocha skin was soon glistening with sweat. She looked back at him and blew a kiss. “Still imagining what it would be like to catch what you want, Bill?”

Bill was stretching out his hamstring. One leg in front of the other as he leaned forward. He was worried he would not be able to keep up with Skye. He switched his legs as he heard the door shut at his neighbors house. He looked up and saw Skye walking outside, his eyes widening instantly. What he saw in front of him was what can only be described as any man's fantasy. Skye was dressed in pink runners shorts and a runners bra. Her body was on full display. Her long legs, her flat stomach, and her large chest all being shown off in her sexy work out attire.

"Good morning Skye," Bill replied as she greeted him. His eyes could not get enough of her body. Even though he told himself to stop looking her over, he found himself unable to control. His eyes danced over her body as she walked across the grass toward him. Her breathing making her chest rise and fall, and Bill found himself staring at it. His mind racing with thoughts of how amazing her breasts were.

“Sean says you needed something more invigorating that your wife to get you out of the house.” She walked right up to him, her mouth closer to his than seemed necessary. “Well, I have just the thing for you.” She said, her eyes dancing down from his, looking over his physique. “You need to imagine something you want. Something your whole body craves.”

Bill smiled at her, his head nodding in agreement. "Sean was right, I do need motivation to get me out of the house and in shape." He smiled, but as Skye's eyes moved over him her next words caught him off guard. "Find something my whole body craves?," he asked softly. His eyes lingering on her chest as he responded. As her back arched, it pushed her chest out even more. Bill found himself wanting to grope her breasts. He wanted to feel them in his hands.

“Can you think of that, Bill? Something that you’re ACHING to have? Something that you want so bad you can’t remember the last time you wanted ANYTHING like this?”

Bill wanted to keep himself under control, but he found himself slipping. He watched as Skye's hands traveled down to her hips. Her fingers on the inside of the elastic of her running shorts. His eyes dropped to her hands, watching as she pulled the elastic down a bit. The view of her body coming into view drove him insane. He felt his cock twitch as he gasped, "I....I...." he stammered, trying to find the words. However, he came up empty. The only thing on his mind was Skye's body. That and what he wanted to do to it.

The thoughts were wrong and somewhere in his head he knew it. The voice of reason in his mind told him to get a hold of himself. However, the denial last night from his wife and his fantasizing about her being Skye were leading him down a dangerous path. He felt the desire and lust growing inside of him. The desire to give into what he knows is wrong.

“You need to picture that what you want is right there… right in front of you. That all you have to do is reach out your hand, and take it, and you can have it. Have everything you ever wanted.”

Her words broke him out of his trance a bit. He sighed as he continued to stare at her body, answering her. "Yes..... its motivation. Take what you want," he whispered. His mind obviously filled with sexual thoughts. He was drinking in the sight of Skye in front of him. She was teasing him, pushing him over the edge. If he was a weaker man he may have caved. However, he found himself trying to regain his focus.

Suddenly Skye's attitude changed. She seemed sweet and neighborly as she headed off on the run. Bill took a deep breath, 'This is going to be a long run,' he thought to himself as he headed off after her.

Her pace was brutal. Bill was struggling to keep up as he tried his hardest. His shirt was soaked with sweat, however he pressed forward. What helped him push forward was the view of her firm backside in her running shorts. He stared at it as he ran, thinking about what it would feel like in his hand or even pressed against him grinding. He gasped for breath, but kept pushing. He was falling further behind Skye, however never stopped to walk.

“Still imagining what it would be like to catch what you want, Bill?”

Skye turned to look at him, her lips pursing together to blow him a kiss. He gasped, "I think you are trying to kill me," he said between deep breaths. His pace began to slow as he stared at her, he needed a rest.

They were in a park just outside of the neighborhood. The park was empty this early in the morning and to be honest, was a perfect place for a run. It had some wooded areas, along with some playground equipment for children. As they got into the empty park, Skye began to slow down. Her pace allowed for Bill to catch up a bit.

"God...... you are going to give me a heart attack," Bill gasped. He finally stopped and put his hands above his head. Hoping to open his airway to help him slow his breathing. He watched as Skye turned and came back to him. The sweat glistening off her body made her look even better then before. Bill felt his cock twitch as he looked her over again as she moved toward him.

"I think you’re trying to kill me!"

She laughed, and poured on more speed, effortlessly driving further, her succulent backside pumping away in front of him. Soon they found themselves in Hamsmith Park, a lovely little public green a few miles from their neighborhood. It was beautifully maintained by their homeowners association; soft, vibrant grass with carefully selected and artfully planted trees, a large public rose garden situated around a central wooden pagoda, an extensive frisbee golf course, and a very well maintained dog park. There were playgrounds for the kids, picnic tables, and there were plans in place to construct a public pool.

She led him right into the park, and down the long walking trail that swooped around the outside of the green, down over a small hill, and through a stand of trees that provided shelter over a pair of picnic tables with a free-standing iron charcoal grill. She slowed, and raised her hands over her head, walking around idly to keep her blood pumping, looking back at him as he caught up, giving him a frisky little smile, taking big breaths, her glistening chest rising and falling. “Do you think you’re closer to getting what you want, Bill?” She asked as he caught up, lowering her hands to her hips triumphantly, her breathing settling to a controllable pace, showing her incredible cardio.

"God...... you’re going to give me a heart attack!"

She watched him gasping, putting his hands behind his head, giving him a playful smirk. “Oh, I’m sure there are more fun ways to do that.” She said, her eyes clearly watching the way the shape outlined in his shorts seemed to move as he walked. “Maybe we should try some of them.” She smiled, walking closer to him, leaning her athletic body right up to his. “But I don’t think you’re going to have a heart attack.” She said, her breasts against his chest, her sweat-slick skin touching his, resting a hand on his chest. “It feels awfully strong.” She turned her head to the side, looking between his eyes as she bit her bottom lip, her hand still resting on his chest, feeling it rise and fall as he breathed. Her opposite hand rested right on his tummy, and slid down slowly over his abs, her fingertips slipping down the outside of his shorts, dipping closer and closer to the swollen shape tenting his shorts outward. “You did an awfully good job of chasing after what you wanted, Bill. If you keep it up like this…” She said as her fingertips snaked lightly over the bulb of his shape, her fingers slightly sliding down it’s underside, “You might wind up catching what you want…” they traced upward again, and back down, not just her fingertips, but her whole palm, “and get to do every little thing with it you ever wanted.”

Her naked leg was slipping between his, as she continued to trace the underside of the tent in his shorts up and down very lightly with her fingertips and the palm of her hand, looking up at him, resting her chin against his chest right next to her hand over his heart. “You know that thing that you want, that you can only get when you chase it? That thing you’ll never get anywhere…” her fingers curled around him a little bit, cradling the tent, starting to stroke it slowly, from it’s base all the way up to the bulb, and again. “But with me?”

She let go, and stepped away from him, starting to run in place. “Better come get it!” She turned, and started to run again, her long supple legs taking her off down the trail.

The speed that Skye was able to run at was amazing to Bill. She did it so effortlessly, while Bill felt like he was struggling to just keep pace. To be honest, keeping pace was the last thing he was doing. Instead he seemed to be falling further and further behind his neighbor. He barely noticed his surroundings as they entered Hamsmith Park. His focus on Skye and trying to not let her get out of his sights.

As he got to a clearing in the park, he noticed that Skye was stopped. Her hands were over her head as she walked around. He gasped as he got to her and stopped, his hands over his head. His breathing showing the struggle he was having to keep up with her.

“Do you think you’re closer to getting what you want, Bill?”

Bill looked at Skye. His eyes moving up and down her body as she placed her hands on her hips triumphantly. He watched as a playful smile appeared on her face. His eyes following her as she moved closer to him.

Bill stared at Skye, his eyes moving from her long legs, up to her large chest, and finally up to her big, brown eyes. He was begin to catch his breath, but as she moved closer to him, he felt his nervousness raise. It was something about having her near him that was worrisome. He didn't feel in danger, no, that was not it. Instead he felt like he would have trouble controlling himself around her.

As Skye moved closer to him, he felt her body lean right up close to his. He sighed as he felt her hand slide onto his chest. His heart pounding as she made the comment about his heart being strong. He shook his head, "It feels like it is going to explode out of my chest."

Her head turned, and Bill found himself again staring into her seductive brown eyes. He hadn't known her long, but every time he looked into her eyes he was lost. He felt her other hand slide onto his stomach. Before he could protest, he felt her hand begin to slide down. His mind began to race as her gaze held him in his spot. Her hand slide down his abs and moved to the outside of his shorts before her finger tips moved close to the growing bulge in his shorts.

The bulge in his shorts, that was something he totally forgot about. While he was admiring Skye's body, he didn't realize how hard he was getting as he stood there. His eyes began to move from her own, but instead of giving him a chance to resist, he found himself staring at her cleavage.

“You did an awfully good job of chasing after what you wanted, Bill."

Bill gasped as he felt her fingertips lightly move over his bulge. His eyes widening as he gasped. The blood moving from his brain to his crotch as her finger tips slid up and down the underside of his hardening cock. Suddenly the pressure grew more. Her palm was now running along the underside of his cock as he gasped, "God..... what are you doing?"

Skye continued to tease him with her words. He felt her leg move between his, her hand now stroking his hard cock slowly. His breathing getting heavier, but this time it was not the exercise doing it. No, this time it was how turned on he was. Bill imagined in his mind his cock inside of Skye. His body between her legs as she laid back on the picnic table. His hips thrusting hard into her as they both moaned.

He was lost in the fantasy as her hand moved along him. He felt his eyes close, wanting all the sexual frustration to leave his body. Then suddenly, Skye stepped away.

Bill gasped, his eyes snapping open as he looked at Skye. The need in his eyes was evident. He watched as she began to run in place, and with a challenge, she was off again.

Bill swore at himself. He was frustrated, and the teasing was not helping. He began to run after Skye. He wanted to catch her, shove her against a tree in the park and fuck her hard. As he stared at her long legs and perfect backside, he ran harder and faster then before. His only goal was to catch her and let out all his frustration.

However, he was not in as good of shape as Skye. Before he knew it she was pulling away, leaving him with no chance of catching her. As he fell behind, his mind began to scream at him. 'What are you doing? Why are you acting like this with her? You love your wife, think of the family you are going to start with Jessica!'

Those thoughts raced through his head as he tried to keep Skye in his sights. She was so far ahead that he would never catch her. Before he knew it, he was turning back onto their street, heading towards home.

Bill finished his run in front of Skye's home. As he came to a stop he bent over at the waist. His hands on his knees as he breathed heavily. He was completely exhausted, both physically and mentally. This game Skye was playing was driving him insane, and part of him wanted to put an end to it.

He looked up and saw Skye in her front yard stretching. The sun was coming up and he knew Jessica was still asleep in their house. He shook his head as he gasped, "What the hell are you doing?"

He asked the question out of frustration. He loved his wife, yet he felt like Skye kept trying to distract him from that fact. "I am married and so are you....... I am going to start a family with Jessica..... we are already planning," he gasped. His eyes on Skye as he moved toward her. His mind was not clouded on sex. No, this time he was clear headed. He was thinking about the marriage that Skye seemed to be trying to mess around with.

She slowed to a trot outside her house, holding her hands over her head as she took big, even breaths, her chest rising and falling, continually moving around the yard to keep her legs moving. She watched up the road as her distant pursuer caught up to her. She smiled, her breathing returning to normal, her elegant shoulders flexing as she lowered her hands to her hips, watching him finally come stumbling into his own yard, bending over and panting. She picked up her water bottle from the porch, and took a long drink from it as she walked over to him, smiling at how overwhelmed he was. She giggled, tipping her water bottle over his head, letting the water trickle over his hair. “We’re going to be putting you through all sorts of workouts, Bill….”

"What the hell are you doing?" He half-shouted, trying to keep his voice down out of fear that he wake up his wife, but clearly near the limits of what he can take. She stepped back, a little startled at the intensity of his exclamation, but the way her eyes continued to linger on the tent in his running shorts didn’t change.

"I’m married!” he shouted. “And so are you!”

“I know.” She said softly, with a tiny shrug, folding the elastic of her workout shorts down over itself, revealing more of her taught tummy and hips, as though it didn’t matter at all what he saw. “But you weren’t chasing your wife, were you?” she rolled the elastic down a second time, revealing even more of her sculpted pubic mound, biting her lip as she imperceptibly slid the fingers of both hands over the supple lines stretching from her hips down into the elastic.

He continued to stammer at her, nearly frantic. “... I am going to start a family with Jessica... we are already planning..."

She raised an eyebrow at that. She rolled her shoulders, taking a long, slow, thoughtful breath. She took a step back from him, and looked at him as though she hadn’t REALLY looked at him before. “I didn’t realize that, Bill.” She said softly. There was no hurry at all, she turned her head, regarding his face, the slant of his jaw, the way his hair grew in, the shape of his neck, the structure of his collarbone and his shoulders, the contours of his chest under his thin running shirt, the length and construction of his arms, the size of his hands, the texture and length of his fingers, the size and width of his feet, the sculpture of his calves, the construction and stability of his thighs, the slope of his hips, the curve of his ass… and finally she inhaled deeply, her hands tracing down her stomach as she gazed at the shape of the tent in his shorts. “I bet you’re going to have some very handsome children.”

Her eyes slipped up to him again, smiling cutely. “Feel free to come out to run with me any time you like, Bill.” She said, stepping toward him, resting the palm of her hand against his chest, leaning up, and giving him a chaste little kiss on the cheek, before stepping back, turning and walking toward her house, calling back over her shoulder. “I’ll be happy to give you… ANY… motivation you’ll need…”

She stepped up the steps to her porch. Before she opened the door, she reached to her sides, and pulled her sports bra up over her shoulders, pulling her head and hair free, leaving her naked except for her shorts. Her back was to him, but as she opened the door to her house stepped inside she didn’t seem to try at all to stop him from seeing her.

The frustration inside of Bill was driving him crazy. He would have never confronted Skye the way he had normally. However, the stress of Jessica wanting to start a family and the constant denial that has fallen on their sex life was driving him crazy. The teasing that Skye was putting him through was pushing him to be someone he didn't want to be. The startled look on her face showed Bill that she was not expecting the response she got out of him.

However, while she looked startled at first, she immediately regained her calm demeanor. She smiled as she began to roll the elastic of her pink running shorts down. Bill found his eyes watching as she did it. He was admiring her taught tummy and her sexy hits as more became visible.

“But you weren’t chasing your wife, were you?”

That statement made Bill want to say something. Instead, as Skye began to roll her running shorts down for the second time, he sighed. His eyes widen as he drank in her body. Her sculpted pubic mound becoming more visible. Bill watched Skye's fingers trail along the line of her body stretching from her hips down into the elastic of her shorts. He was under a spell again. A spell that Skye was so easy to put him into.

“I didn’t realize that, Bill.”

That was not the response he was expecting. He thought the issue of him starting a family would push Skye away. He thought it would let her know that he was taken and was not interested in giving into any urges he may have. However, instead he watched as Skye seemed to be inspecting his entire body. Her eyes examining him, almost contemplating what a child he would make could look like. He sighed as he tried his hardest to ignore her eyes, but he couldn't. He watched as they danced over him.

“Feel free to come out to run with me any time you like, Bill.”

That was the end to their meeting. Bill was shocked at how easily Skye could push him and then back away and leave him wanting more. He watched as she turned to leave without him even able to get a word in. However, the impression she could make on him did not end there. Bill was shocked as he watched Skye step onto her porch. Her hands puling at her sports bra. As it lifted over her body, he watched as her hair fell free. Her naked back perfectly sculpted and fit, and he would have paid to have had a chance to see her bare breasts. He gasped as he watched, hoping Skye would turn around, however instead she stepped inside of her house and the door shut.

Bill was pushed to his sexual frustration limit. He headed into the house with only one thing on his mind, getting off. He rushed up the stairs hoping that Jessica was up and getting ready for work. Lucky for him, she was. She was sitting on the bed in their room, finishing up her normal routine as she got ready.

Bill walked in, stripping off his sweat soaked shirt. He threw it in the hamper as he stared at Jessica, breathing heavily. "Hi babe.... how was the run?," Jessica asked. Bill did not give her an answer, instead he walked up and kissed her hard. His desire and lust taking over as he kissed her. His hands grabbing at her shirt, trying to pull it up and off of her quickly.

Jessica however, was not having any of it. She pushed him away and gasped. "What the hell? I just got ready for work...... what are you doing?" she said in surprise. Bill stepped back, his cock so hard as he thought about using Jessica to let out the sexual frustration Skye caused.

Wait, use Jessica? 'You want to use your wife to stop thinking about another woman?,' he thought to himself. He shook his head as he looked at his wife. "Come on babe, I want you.... and we are trying to start a family.... yet we haven't had sex yet," Bill responded. Jessica rolled her eyes at his response. "You are going to make me late for work...... and we have to plan the right time to have sex, not just do it whenever you feel like it." Jessica shook her head in frustration, "You need to take this serious Bill, having a child cannot be rushed. Remember, we need to figure out when is best to try to get pregnant, which reminds me, you need to save yourself for that time."

Bill was shocked at his wife's response. He watched as she got up, giving him a dirty look. She leaned in and kissed his cheek, "I am going to finish getting ready downstairs, have a good day at work, I will see you tonight." With that, Jessica walked out of the room, leaving him to get lost in the images of Skye's body and how her hand felt stroking him.

Save himself? That was the comment that repeated in Bill's head. He needed release, but he knew what Jessica meant. "Fuck," he said out loud. He was running late. If he couldn't take care of himself, the next best thing would be a cold shower. Disappointed, Bill hopped into the shower and turned the hot water low and the cold water high. Not a good way to end his morning, but he had to make sure he was presentable for his job.

After he got out of the shower, he walked over to the closet to grab his light blue button down shirt. After he picked out a matching tie, slowly putting it on, making sure the knot was perfect. He then put on a pair of tan dress pants, tucking in his shirt before putting on a brown belt. To finish his work attire, he put on his brown dress shoes and grabbed his bag. Another day at school was about to be placed in front of him, and to be honest, he was excited. At least at school he could keep his mind off of Skye.

He headed out of the house and climbed into his pick up truck. He drove toward the school, the images of Skye's naked back still running through his head. He turned into the schools parking lot finding his spot and turning in. He sighed as he turned the truck off and leaned back. "Clear your head..... time to work," he said out to himself. He then got out of his truck and headed into school.

Teaching was something Bill loved. He always lost himself in his work, it was one of the true places he could be distracted with outside stresses. He smiled as he greeted other teachers and students in the hallway. Bill got to his office, opening the door and heading to his desk. He opened his email and began going through the list of unopened emails. The goal of today, keep his mind off of his sexy, seductive neighbor.