In the Neighborhood (closed for HisPureLust)

[SannaBlonde]

I was checking the reflection of my body in the mirror. As a 32-year old woman it didn’t fill me with the same feelings as it did 10 years ago. My critical eye sought out the imperfections of course, but there was also acceptance to facts.

I was wearing a new bikini. Summer was here and buying bikinis was always a traumatic event - so much so that this time I had chosen something very uncharacteristic just for the fun of it. The top consisted of two white triangles that didn’t cover much, and all I could think of was how water would make the nylon transparent and my nipples would be on full display.. The thought both embarrassed me and excited me, it was so unlike me…! The bikini bottom was a thong. I rarely wore thongs at all, let alone as a bikini. I made a half turn in the mirror and seeing how the white thread parted my big ass cheeks actually forced a whispering ’oh.. my god..’ out of me.

I can’t wear this! I thought to myself, but could on the other hand not stop looking at it. My ass had always been my greatest ’asset’, I’d been told that many times since my teens both by girlfriends and boys. I’d never played on it though, quite the opposite. For many years I even tried to hide the fact. I was often intimidated by the skinny girls, even at college. But I was 32 now and happily married, why not flaunt it a a little? Besides, I had noticed that bigger butts were all the rage the last past 10 years or so. Maybe it was a case of now or never...

’So.. what do you think?’

I stepped out into the living room where my husband David was watching TV. He didn’t immediately look up which irritated me. David and I had been together for ten years, meeting at university where I had studied political science and him literature (becoming a teacher). We became good friends at first, then a couple, then marrying five years ago. We didn’t have any children. Not yet. We were trying though, but there were some troubles, mainly with him the doctors said.

’Hey!’ I said louder. He looked up. I could tell directly what he was thinking. That it wasn’t right for me. Not my style.
’Oh.. nice.. that’s.. a different choice for you honey…’ He almost looked embarrassed.
’But it’s.. sexy…’ He added and smiled.

Sexy. My first thought was ’well why don’t you fuck me then’, but it was unfair. David was a loving, kind man even if he was maybe a little too.. careful. Hesitant. Sex had always been nice - intimate, soft and considerate.. even if I wanted more of it and was a little frustrated over the sameness… I had never cheated on him though. I was simply not that kind of woman. Being married to a man like David was what I needed in my life. Someone responsible, kind, safe.. Someone I could maybe control in some sense I guess.

I put my hands on my hips and smiled back.
’Well.. that’s good.. I guess… I’m not sure about it myself…Anyway, I’m going out back to enjoy some of this sun.. wanna join me?
’Maybe later..’ Davids eyes returned to the TV.

I went out and lied down on a sunbed. From behind my sunglasses, I could hear and then see our neighbor in his backyard. Steve. He seemed nice enough, a little flirty maybe. Obviously pretty well off, and very outgoing and confident in a way David wasn’t. It pained me that David and Steve had not hit it off at all during these 6 months Steve had lived next door. They very clearly did not like each other… It didn't make things easier that Steve had made his mark on the neighborhood from day one - involving himself in the local goings-on and even offering to become the chairman of the neighborhood board.

Steve was older than us, I had guessed 55-60 which turned out to be right. I found it curious him living on his own in that big house, but he explained that he was divorced and had moved back here because he liked the neighborhood.

After a while I turned over on my front and enjoyed the heat over my body.

 

[HisPureLust]

"Yes," I added firmly, attempting to get my point across and finally end this painful conversation. "I understand but It's not just about the lawn or the groundskeeping, Jason... and you KNOW what I mean." There was a brief pause and I began to nod. "As you are aware the Homeowner's Association and Neighborhood Board are virtually indistinguishable at this point, and as chairman I have quite the influence... so go ahead but your wasting your t-" I smiled and nodded, content that this idiot finally got the point. "Sounds good, yes that would satisfy me. Wise choice kid... see you guys soon."

I placed my phone down on the translucent glass table that adorned one corner of the inside of my high ceilinged living room. It was near the sliding glass doors I used to reach my backyard that I often enjoyed looking out of. The vast and immaculately kept property was frequently used to hold get togethers and parties for some of the more... cooperative neighbors.

Hearing a chime go off I once more lifted my phone to see a message to myself, it was a reminder to ensure I had some funds moved over to the proper accounts before several auto pays would fail this week. I sighed and opened the sliding glass door. My dark dress shirt stretching taught against my muscular arms beneath. The blue jeans I wore to keep the business casual look hugging my well defined ass. Pushing my mid-50s, I did my best to keep in shape and felt I accomplished that well enough... though there was always room for improvement.

It was always a joy to view the glorious sight of my patio. I had spent a lot on getting it just right and now that it was perfect it brought me great pleasure. The large swimming pool and nearby hot tub, whose permits alone were a pain in the ass to acquire. I reminisced as I stroked the light stubble on my face, the grey more than threatening to return.

"Damn keys are around here somewhere..." I muttered, and that's when i heard her next door.

I slowly walked to edge of my property, my water sealed fence low enough for me to rest an arm along and straighten up to look over...

Sanna lay there on her stomach, sprawled out on a tanning bench in her and David's backyard. It was a nice property, a bit... pedestrian for me but well kept and maintained.

None of that however held the least bit of interest to me at the moment however. My eyes immediately darted to that round perfect ass that belonged to David's wife. Her body was exactly my type. She was by no means a teenager anymore but had all the right curves and in ample supply. Her plump thighs down to smooth calves and her manicured delicate feet with painted toe nails...

I couldn't see her front... she was resting on it but I bit my lip thinking of Sanna's breasts and how often I would steal glances when the three of us were still spending time together on most weekends...

I was already living here when the two of them moved into the neighborhood, we got along well enough but then work called me away so it was easier to just relocate with it and when I came back about 6 months ago, David and I had a falling out. In truth I thought he was an idiot. Perhaps it was due to how I felt he was wasting his career teaching instead of applying his mind towards writing himself... or maybe it was jealousy over that fuckable wife of his... or it could have simply been the fact that he has lost several grand to me betting on those ridiculous sports teams he was overly loyal to, instead of betting responsibly.

Either way, Sanna's husband and I did NOT see eye to eye... but fuck if that mattered. I got along just fine with his sexy other half...

I always liked this neighborhood... for one... very particular... reason.

"Hey hun... looking good. I love that outfit... what there is of it that is..." I said suddenly from over my side of the yard. My deep voice carrying in the summer air as I made no reservation about looking her all over with a not so subtle hunger in my eyes and flirtation in my voice.

Her ass cheeks held a thong tightly between them, leaving nothing to the imagination and I assumed her top was as equally scandalous. It was unlike Sanna but i wasn't complaining...

"Where's the moron?"

 

[SannaBlonde]

’Oh! Hi Steve!’

I propped myself up on my elbows and turned my head towards him, finding him leaning against his fence. I heard his comment, contemplating whether or not to reply directly to it or not. I didn’t, just gave him a faint smile to hide my slight embarrassment at it. I knew he was looking at my ass and I felt a bit foolish for not understanding that this is exactly what might happen if one lays out back in a lewd bikini. I was torn between a feeling that I was in my garden and could wear what I want - and a feeling that I should be more careful.

Hearing him call my husband a moron was.. not that surprising coming from Steve, even though I had never heard him mention David with this kind of disdain before.

’Indoors. Baseball.’ I got up from the tanning bed, it felt weird talking to him like this, and walked in his direction. I realized of course it didn’t make matters much better - he was clearly ogling the rest of me now. But at least I was standing up and facing him, like two normal people having a conversation.

’How are you? Got the pool up and running I see..’

 

[HisPureLust]

As she first sprang up to lift her torso, her elbows pushing her away from the reclining tanning bed, her massive tits hung low, like a pair of low hanging fruit, admittedly making my mouth water. Their weight more than a handful... double d's easily. Every man's dream. She faced me and I could see a subtle blush on her face. Good, I thought to myself... any offense or irritation was swallowed by her pride at receiving the compliment. This pleased me.

But soon she lifted herself up and swung her legs over to stand. After the initial wobble and bounce her soft round breasts came to an equilibrium with her body as she walked over towards their side of the fence and soon we were eye to eye. I of course looked down on her, being nearly a foot taller, but again...

I wasn't complaining with the view.

"Ah America's past time..." I chuckled as I glanced about again for my keys. Turning back I gave Sanna a genuine and heartfelt smile. She was a lovely woman and despite being attracted to her and wanting to fuck the shit out of her, I actually found her company much more enjoyable than most. "Lets hope he knows enough to not bet anymore, eh?"

At her mention of the pool I turned my head all the way around. Hoisting myself up a bit on the fence, my neck and shoulder muscles tightening. "Yup... its about that time... seems kinda empty though... doesn't it. Shame I don't have anyone that would enjoy a dip." I pressed, once more the obvious nature of my insinuation hanging in the air.

Turning back to look at David's wife, I looked down, unable to stop looking at her giant tits, noticing sweat gathering in the pocket... I licked my lips. They were gingerly held by two white triangles, which were fairly sheer at that. I tried to study her nipples a bit before snapping out of my reverie and again looking her in the eyes...

"I love the bathing suit... its stunning." I turned around and began to walk away... "If you'll excuse me sweetheart... I seem to have lost my keys, and I'm late to an appointment. Maybe I'll see you later?"

I was hoping it sounded more like an invitation than a passing comment.

 

[SannaBlonde]

Despite the schism between my husband and Steve, I found it easy to talk to him and.. entertaining, to be honest. He was easy-going, funny, sure a little flirty and he should keep his eyes at my eye-level - but it was like him being 25 years my senior made it more acceptable somehow. Moreover, I was wearing something I myself thought was over the top and maybe a 30-something crisis statement, so who was I to judge a man who helped himself to an eyeful? Maybe I even enjoyed it some? That last part was hard to admit.

I nodded at his mention of David's gambling debt. I didn't want to talk about it really, hoping that David had paid Steve back by now.

The not-so-subtle invitation to the pool was not lost on me, and I was on the verge of saying 'i could fancy a dip right now', when he said he had to go.
'Yeah I'm just home all day... What are you up to later?'
I immeditately regretted asking that, it sounded weird. He just told me he had an appointment and now it came off as if I was going to wait around for him or something. Actually, I was so keen on a dip in this heat that I might very well wait around.

After Steve left, I went back inside. David was still there on the couch. A wave of arousal came over me seemingly from nowhere. I snuggled beside him and didn't even really bother about foreplay or smalltalk, just started pressing my hand against his crotch. I caught him completely off-guard, David wasn't used to me like this. He got hard fast, and I was rearing to go - pulling down his pants and mounting him.

It wasn't our best position for sex - the combination of my big ass and David's not so big cock made riding him a challenge, he would slip out as soon as I raised the tempo. But at the moment it seemed like the easiest thing, seeing as he was stuck there on his backside watching TV. When he slipped out of me for the third time and I reached back to get him back inside my slopping wet pussy, I noticed he had softened. It wasn't happening.

I sighed and fell off him. It wasn't my habit to communicate my sexual disappointment but this time I couldn't hide it.
'Sorry honey.. try again later? Can I do anything.. for you?' David said. I could hear he was pretty disappointed in himself too.

Yeah he could've, but the fact that even posed the question instead of just doing something turned me off.
'No.. I'm fine.. sure.. maybe later..'

I adjusted my bikini back in place, went to the bathroom to rub some sun lotion on me and picked up a book on the way back out to the sun bed.

 

[HisPureLust]

"Yeah I'm just home all day... What are you up to later?" She said as I walked up the steps of my porch heading inside, I tossed her a glance to the side and over my shoulder, smiling more than I had actually wanted to...

"Just dealing with the usual idiots and degenerates." I began as I opened the frosted sliding screen doors. "I'll be back in a bit if your still around..." Even from this distance her body was hard to ignore "I'm just headed to the clubhouse to meet up with Susan from 214 at the board, It shouldn't take too long."

And with that I nodded and went inside. Sanna's image burned into my brain even as I wondered what was so urgent that It had to disturb me on my day off. My bare feet were comforted by the soft carpeting of my living room as I went up stairs to get dressed. The shirt I had on was fine but I stripped my jeans off in exchange for dress slacks. I always tried to dress as I would in the office when attending to matters for the Neighborhood Board.

The evening was glorious. The same sun Sanna had been absorbing earlier still beaming down by the time I entered my Ferrari SF90 Spider. I grimaced, concerned that the it might damage the two toned paint job I had done last summer, but shook it off as my ass hit the leather seats. Just having this fucken thing got my dick hard.... or perhaps it was still the visions of my cute neighbor, dancing around my mind. In truth It was a bit of a luxury now that I was self employed. While I had put quite a bit away by the time I had left my firm to start my own, I hadn't accounted for how many of the clients I took with me, would be leaving just a few short years later.

I was still well off but it was getting hard to justify a car as flashy as this one. Fuck it. I told myself. Gotta spend money to make money, and you have to keep up appearances.

The engine was quieter than you would of thought, it purred as I pulled away from the curb and down the street. I eyed David and Sanna's house until it disappeared in my rearview. A few minutes later I pulled into the community clubhouse, shut the car off and stepped outside.

Lets see what this bitch wants, I thought.

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I slammed the car door shut while grumbling.

"Just fucken great." I muttered as I pulled out of the driveway and headed back down the block.

Apparently Susan and her husband were leaving the neighborhood, something about too much drama and finding a cheaper, more manageable house in some shit hole down further south. Leaving me with no secretary. I admit, Susan was an idiot but her husband was fun to beat at golf and she was easy on the eyes. Not to mention she hardly ever said no... Now I was left with all the shit work that Susan usually did for me. The filing, the correspondence, the printing of notices and mailing. It was a pain in the ass... not at all the reason reason I had maneuvered myself into the position as chairmen, for. Sure I took more care of such matters than most people in this position... I could of just let it all go to shit, I knew it wasn't ACTUALLY important, but if you were going to do something you should do it right. And I enjoyed the power that came with it.

It HAD given me an idea, it was a long shot but one that could prove very useful to me in a number of ways.

Once home I slumped into my recliner and scanned some channels for anything interesting before remembering Sanna might still be sunbathing, since I was barely gone 40 minutes...

I changed into a pair of shorts that would work either in or out of the pool, and stuffed my muscular torso into an open summer shirt with a not so obnoxious "tropical silhouette" pattern. Before going on the deck I stepped into some sandals and grabbed some alcohol from the bar nearby. Setting it on the table so I could get outside first before setting the bottle and some glasses down under one of the umbrella tables I had out there. All of this was presumptuous, but If I had to drink alone, it wouldn't of been the fist time.

I realized the thin white trunks I had on, went up to about the middle of my thighs, and my large flaccid cock could nearly cover that distance but I liked occasionally giving Sanna a little show, you gotta make your own fun right? The outline of my manhood was subtle but there and hey, Its not like the head of my dick was poking out or anything.

I walked over to sit near one of the lounge chairs on David and Sanna's side of the fence, making loud enough noises moving it into position to be near my drink, as to make myself known. I hadn't heard any commotion or anything next-door and wasn't sure if anyone was out there, but I wasn't about to check.

Then I waited.