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.

 

[SannaBlonde]

I tried to focus on the stupid book, but kept coming back in my mind to what just happened in there and suddenly also thinking of Steve and if he was coming back and if I could use the pool, and then wondering how come he was single and how come he seemed so rich - and then thinking about how obnoxious I thought he could be and at the same time so pleasant and.. magnetic to be around. I returned to the book and laughed to myself as the female protagonist was in this next chapter going to fall in love with the bad boy. No, it wasn't a Pulitzer Prize winner...

I heard some noises from his garden. Was he back? I acknowledged my own excitement over this and how silly I was reacting in such a way. But.. he was back. Yeah, he was there.

I decided to wait a moment, to not come across as too eager. Ten minutes passed maybe, before I got up and sauntered over as casually as possible.

He was sitting down with a drink by the pool. i leaned on the fence, and adjusted my hair slightly. It was loosely held together with a scrunchy up top so I tried to tidy it up a bit but it was no use. Never mind.

'Hi there.. did you find your keys?'

 

[HisPureLust]

'Hi there.. did you find your keys?'

It wasn't startling to hear Sanna, but it snapped me out of my focus at the moment, which the tree line behind our two properties had currently held. I was wondering what would need to be done to have a gazebo built out between the small area the lay in between the various properties on this side, when her lovely voice cut through the thought...

I stood up slowly, drink in hand and walked over to her, stopping about a foot from the fence to look into her eyes.

"I did, I guess you didn't hear me leave." I took a sip of the drink before continuing. "Still sun bathing?" I said with a grin "You can't exactly improve on perfection kid..." I looked around, still not seeing David and grew a bit bolder. "... so you got time for a drink? I got news."

Finishing the small glass I walked over and set it down, lifting the bottle and pouring a second one which i left her to assume was her own. Seizing it I headed over to the gate door that would allow access between our two properties and unlatched it. They had had it installed while I was gone and a young couple with kids had moved in. Sanna and David didn't have children of their own but from what I understood the four of them were rather close and often babysat the rug rats of the previous tenants.

I found little use for the entrance since David never invited me over anymore... but it obviously still had its benefits.

I stood leaning against the open wooden fence door, holding a drink out for her.

"I promise I won't keep you long."

It was then that I noticed something about her, it was hard to place but she seemed... mildly annoyed, or possibly distracted. I couldn't tell which it was. I furrowed my brow and tilted my head.

"You ok, Sanna?"

 

[SannaBlonde]

I suppressed an urge to smile happily when he walked in my direction with a drink in his hand. The fact that I was still in this bikini, just half transparent nylon in between us, lent the whole interaction an edge I wasn't sure I was looking for.

'Yeah, got to catch it while you can..' I motioned my head towards the sun which at 4pm was still pretty intense. I added, like an afterthought:
'Oh thanks, you are too kind...' and at the same time took my sunglasses off and looked at him.

'News? Really? That sounds.. interesting.. I'm curious!' I watched him walk to pour a second drink and come over, opening the gate to invite me. I took the drink from him and as I passed him he asked me how I was.

'yeah you know.. I'm good. I just had a tiff with David, nothing serious. Just marital bliss..' I raised my eyebrows in a sarcastic manner and looked away. I didn't want to share anymore about that with Steve - not just because it was private but because it would ruin my moment. The last thing I wanted to think about was what happened between me and David just a moment ago.

'So.. tell me!' I walked ahead of him towards the chairs by the pool and tasted the drink. It was good. Strong. But I didn't mind that at all. If David were to come out looking for me and see me drinking alcohol in this bikini with his 'nemesis' Steve, I knew he would definitely be minding that... I wasn't a bitch by nature but I had to admit I wasn't a stranger to being one at times if I deemed it necessary.

 

[HisPureLust]

I grinned for longer than i realized due to her modesty at my compliment as she stepped over onto my property. In my mind I was pleased at the thought that eventually David would not find his wife where he last saw her but instead with me. Provided he had even given her enough attention to know she was in their yard sunbathing.

She past by and our bodies briefly brushed together, mostly the fabric of my shirt and her arm, but several fingers accidentally touched her naked thigh as I moved in position to shut the gate, leaving it unlatched.

She mentioned her excitement at my news and I found myself genuinely happy by this reaction. I poured myself a half glass and sat back down on an empty folding chair, not reclining but instead sitting up, my legs wide open as I leaned in and took another sip, motioning for her to sit besides me. I pulled the chair in question very close to my own.

As she confided in me about the issues with David I nodded. I could have been a giant tool about it, could have said any number of demoralizing comments but even I realized it would have been pushing too far. Instead I sat there, and listened. Fighting my best efforts to tell her she was wasting her time with that loser.

She ignored the seat next to me and walked closer to the pool.

My excitement at a different prospect over ruled my disappointment at her choice to not join me and I walked over to her as we both looked into the pristine blue waters that would do wonders in this heat.

"Susan and Jeremy are moving." I said in a conspiratorial tone. It didn't sound like very juicy dish but i realized that Sanna would give this revelation its full weight. Knowing that the two of them were the biggest gossipers and reasons for drama in the neighborhood, which made the couples earlier comment all the more aggravating, as well as the vaccum it would leave in the board. I had always hinted at Sanna replacing her, if only to have her near me more, but also because she had expressed boredom at her day to day and I thought it might stimulate her. I sure as fuck knew it would simulate me. "They'll be gone by the end of the week... You believe it?" I took another drink as I bent over to pick a single leaf that was floating in the blue waters of the pool.

 

[SannaBlonde]

I spoke briefly about David, drank some more and feeling a little affected by it. I liked it. It was Saturday afternoon and beautiful weather. Why not? I was also dying to dip my hot self in that clear blue water. I watched the sun reflect on the surface as Steve told me about Susan and Jeremy.

Finally! I thought to myself but didn’t want to let on my relief at the news, not being sure what Steve felt - even though I was pretty certain he shared my views on the meddling couple.

‘Well that was.. interesting.. I heard som rumors but didn’t think it would happen so fast? So… who’s gonna fill their seats on the board?’

I glanced at Steve, a little bit too long maybe. Those shorts fit very nicely, thank you. Inside I grinned at my ‘daring’ observation before stepping up to edge.

‘Steve, if you don’t mind? I need to cool off! Being dying for this all day!’

It was maybe presumptuous of me but I was fairly sure Steve didn’t mind. I jumped, loved the feeling of my body disappearing under water for a couple of seconds, taking a stroke and then resurfacing at the other end.

‘Oh god that was so nice!’

 

[HisPureLust]

Sanna asked about the empty seats on the Neighborhood Board and Overseer committee. An obnoxious and mostly unnecessary body of individuals that honestly had nothing better to do when not spending their money but poke into each others affairs and babysit for the Home Owner's association.

I enjoyed my position for mostly the same reasons as any of them, but the difference was I realized the pointlessness of it all. To me it was a means to an end. Yes I put full effort in, as I mentioned I didn't like to half ass anything... but mostly I enjoyed lording power over others... especially Sanna's husband. Like that one summer I had Susan keep the HOA on speed dial so they would constantly be notified if his bushes were even a half inch taller than was the maximum allowed height, or the following winter when I unfortunately ensured the organization that his address had insisted on shoveling the public walkway themselves and he received letter after letter notifying him of the responsibility, until he finally broke down and had to shovel all that fucken snow all winter long. Deep down I was sure he knew it was me, but I swore to him I would look into it and if he ever 'needed anything', I'd help him out in spades...

Bullshit.

There was only one thing I wanted to help him out with now...

"Yeah," I nodded to her as she mentioned the abruptness of Susan and Jeremy's decision. "It was pretty sudden, for us... but as i understand they had been planning it for a while. You'd think they'd never leave with how much those two liked to stir up trouble."

She asked to go in the pool, it was polite and adorable as much as it was entirely unnecessary.

"Of course hun... help yourself." I finished my drink and decided to stop there. If i put any more of a buzz on I might not be responsible for any more... honesty. I wasn't a heavy drinker and it didn't take much, not that I liked admitting that or ever would.

Sanna had jumped into the pool at this point, with no protest from me. I watched her ample curves flow through the clear blue water, her feet kicking sensually as she moved away from the edge and then back again towards me, coming up with a mild splash, getting my lower half a bit damn. Her breasts buoyed in the water before she rested her arms atop the ledge.

I enjoyed the view of her massive tits wet and pressed against the side of the pool from my position above her. Droplets of water running down them and pooling in the crack they formed. Her hair was drenched and fell flatter around her shoulders now. She looked absolutely edible, and I felt like I hadn't had meal all day.

Sanna was clearly feeling no pain, and i grinned ear to ear.

"Feel good, right? I tell ya, I'll never regret what I spend on this damn thing... worth every penny. Even if I think the guy screwed me...."

I knelt down in front of her, setting the empty glass besides myself and next to the pool, again looking into her mesmerizing eyes and giving her a kind smile. I gave her something else but it wasn't intentional... I simply wasn't aware that from this angle my shorts had ridden up enough for some of my impressive cock to show. I was more interested in my proposal...

"Who indeed?" I said teasingly. Finally answering her question about the empty seats on the board. "I have an idea for one chair. I might vacate the other... its already over blown as it is... don't need all the dead weight. Just someone who's... competent... helpful... maybe has a few extra hours in her day here and there?" I smiled again making no attempt to hide my insinuation. "Know anyone like that?"

 

[SannaBlonde]

I swam to were he was and came up to edge. I was no fool - I understood what I might look like to him right now, all wet in this bikini - but I was surprised to feel I didn't really care, or more to the point, I actually found a little enjoyment in it. Like I was on an adventure of my own here on the other side of the fence, stepping out without stepping out.

Looking up, I saw what I saw. I was convinced it wasn't intentional - the nicely fitting tight shorts I'd noticed a moment ago were now revealing a bit too much! I felt a tinge of embarrassment that I decided to ignore which was not that easy considering the size of the thing...

Steve's insinuation was as clear as the sky and his pool. I smiled up at him and widened my eyes to let him know.
'Yeah in fact i do...' I giggled and pointed my finger at my chest. i'd actually been keeping my eye on that board for a while, I wanted to be a part of the neighborhood in some more meaningful way.

'Oh.. Hi there honey! Is the game over?'
I looked over to the fence and waved at my husband. It was hard to tell from a distance what he was thinking and feeling, but I didn't have to see his face up close to know that he hated this. I also knew that he wouldn't make a scene, he was far too averse to conflict for that, especially with Steve involved. His way of treating me was to sulk. I was pretty sure that would be the outcome now too.
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David sat there and watched the game but honestly he couldn't focus now, not after what had just transpired here on the couch. He was mad at Sanna for trying to ride him when she knew it was probably not going to work, he was mad at himself for not being able to and that their sexlife often came to this. He knew she loved him and he loved her, and there were so many other nice things in their marriage..But sex.. had become a bigger problem.

The game - a boring one - was finally over. He was happy with himself for not betting on it, that was something he'd worked on. Getting up he peered out of the window and saw an empty sun chair, a book and no Sanna. Where was she? David walked out back, and hearing splashes and voices from the asshole neighbor's backyard he walked over to the fence. What he saw shocked him.

His wife was in the pool, in that insane bikini. Steve was kneeling over her from the edge, they seemed to be in conversation. He saw the two crystal glasses - probably alcoholic beverages had been consumed. Sanna looked.. happy? For a few moments he just observed, not having been noticed. It was strange, the feeling that gave him. Like being upset and wanting to do something but not doing it, and also a sense of some weird kind of excitement. Like when you're a child and spy on someone...

But then Sanna said hi. He said back. And then turned away and walked back to the house.

 

[HisPureLust]

I was feeling no pain myself, looking at that gorgeous smile of Sanna's once she began to loosen up some, and when she affirmed that she still had an interest in helping me out in regards to the Neighborhood, my grin grew wider...

But just about then her hubby had to show up and ruin things. Sanna noticed him first, waving to him from her position at the edge of the pool where she had a real man's full attention. I was pretty sure there was a hint of animosity already brewing from the way she eyed him... a sort of... playful insinuation. I looked over my shoulder as my brow furrowed and and I allowed myself a half grimace.

I should of locked the fucken gate.

"Hey Dave." I said knowing he preferred to be called David.

What ensued was the kind of passive aggressive dialogue between a wife and a husband that I had seen dozens of times before. Sanna pulled her luscious dripping body out of the pool as I handed her a towel and the two of them discussed, politely, how long she had been here... why she was over here... and how David needed her back... as they fled my yard and retreated into their own. I waved them goodbye, giving Sanna a sympathetic nod as I locked the gate and shook my head.

At least I would have a new secretary. Sanna was even easier on the eyes than Susan, and I couldn't wait to break her in.

Later that night I could hear the arguing but not enough to make out what was said. Sanna and David weren't ever "call the cops loud" and their volume wasn't anything that carried all the way to my bedroom with crystal clarity. Besides... I was fairly certain I knew the topic or at least its ballpark.

David was a pretty quiet guy, even when he was mad the only shouting matches we ever had were when we were both drunk, the other times we just casually insulted each other's tastes or abilities or lifestyles. But none of that happened anymore. We went from good neighbors, to bitter acquaintances to indifferent enemies. Still, I liked instigating here and there when i could.

I gathered the glasses and the booze and stuck everything back by the bar, shutting off my television and opening my phone when i noticed a new notification. It was from Instagram, letting me know that someone on my contacts apparently had an account...

I opened it up and smiled perhaps the most I had all week.

 

[SannaBlonde]

I was mostly angry at David's sulking, his one and only strategy to handle things like this. And he was angry at what.. me spending time with a neighbor, just using his pool and talking? It was crazy. He was jealous, that much was clear, and I confronted him about it. Had I ever even been close to cheating on him? No.

One thing led to another, as marital arguing always does. When he finally said, after much pressure: 'Why did you have to put me through that, on the couch?' I almost laughed.

'Oh.. is that what this is about?? Sex??' Well, funnily enough it was sex that ended our argument and managed to sweep away the sulking, the hard feelings, in one ten minute swoop between the sheets.

It was surprisingly aggressive, in as much David could be aggressive. He fucked me doggy, and I could feel how he tried to be a little rough with me which only resulted in him coming almost immediately. While me riding him was a no-go because he slipped out, doggy was good for having him orgasm fast. When he banged me like that, my ass cheeks wobbling and smacking loudly, he had no place to go. I actually liked that, even if it didn't result in any orgasm on my part. But it was OK. The end game here from my perspective was to have him cum and be happy. Which is what happened. It seemed like Steve was now non-existent.

That's when I told him about the board and Steve's offer. Mark was surprisingly compliant and calm about it, stating that no he wasn't happy about it because it meant me spending time with Steve - but also that I was just the right person for the board, just what the neighborhood needed. I had the qualifications. It seemed like David thought he could be 'working from behind the curtains now', like I would be his puppet on the board. I let him believe that.

After he fell asleep, I checked my Instagram. Earlier today, while checking myself in the new bikini in front of the mirror, I'd taken a photo. Later when out on the sun chair, I'd posted the pic on Insta. It was an unusual kind of pic for me to post, my Instagram account was harmless in that sense, just the ordinary content from a white suburban woman at my age. But the bikini pic.. I guess I just wanted to test the waters.. In the pic, I was standing slightly sideways, my butt turned a little so as to show the.. curves. I was just fooling around, imitating those social media girls with their poses.. But the result was.. interesting. I'd taken a good shot of myself. Why not post it?

And now.. well there were a lot of likes. A couple of comments, and not just from followers. Men i didn't know who had found the pic, probably because of my hashtags, I was guessing. Nothing untoward, just nice things really.. Well there was one comment, simply 'unfuckingbelievable ass, girl!' that made me twitch a bit.. Did i like that attention? I was not a 19-year old.. but.. yeah.. I was thinking I did...

 

[HisPureLust]

The following day was still the weekend, I wasn't looking forward to Monday and returning to the office but in the mean time I was fairly distracted.

Knowing that Sanna agreed to be my secretary, joining me in my endeavors to police and guideline the rabble of homeowners and tenants in the neighborhood, albeit for different reasons entirely, I was already making preparations.

I had met Susan earlier in the morning so she could hand off and explain the various notes, paperwork and passwords she had been using to manage everything. It was tedious but since I avoided these menial aspects and she would be gone soon, I wanted to at least not dump things in Sanna's lap without being able to explain everything to her.

I wondered how things were going with my cute neighbor and her husband after the previous nights excitement, briefly as locked up the clubhouse office and headed home for a drink.

Later that evening, I browsed Instagram, now that I had a new reason to. Earlier Sanna had posted a picture of her in that scandalous bikini. Her body facing slightly to the side, her torso turned, her ass prominently displayed. I had saved the image and commented on it. I wasn't sure if she was aware it was me or not, but It was possible... I had made no attempt to hide it.

I started preparing a light dinner and kept my phone handy, a bit later sending Sanna an email asking when she wanted to go over what I needed from her on the board.

It was getting late but I assumed if she was sleeping she'd set her phone to silent.

The Instagram image had given me an idea, but I'd have to be careful... take things slow...

Soon, I'd have plenty more opportunities.

 

[SannaBlonde]

I browsed some more of the comments, and to my delight realized that one was from Steve! Grinning to myself at his sweet words, I saw that he was also following me and so I followed him back. I looked at his profile, there wasn’t much content but I scrolled through - my eyes resting a few seconds extra on a couple of posts where he was outdoors bare chested…

Before putting my phone on the bedside table, I double checked my email app, and there was an email from Steve about the position on the board. I read through it, wondering if I should reply right away or if that was coming off as too eager. It was almost midnight after all.
‘Ah, what the hell…’ I started writing my reply, suggesting maybe we get together for a talk tomorrow afternoon?

There were two reasons for my suggestion.
First off I knew that the coming week was hectic at work and I wanted to get started sooner rather than later, and secondly I just wanted to be with him. Simple as that. We had been interrupted today. It was innocent enough. At this point.

The next morning I told David when he asked me if I was doing anything today that I might have plans for the afternoon. I hadn’t heard back from Steve yet. But maybe we would start up our work with the board.

I could tell he wasn’t pleased. But I gave him the eye, to tell him silently he was on thin ice. He got it.
‘Ok well.. Sunday football today. Might go out, might stay home. I’m gonna fix that pipe and the curtains rail in the bedroom too..’

 

[HisPureLust]

In the morning I was all business.

Wearing one of my tailor made, Italian suits to work, I felt almost human again. Despite wanting to just listen to some soft jazz with a good drink in hand, it was nice to be productive.

In a way I chose my own hours but in a way I was on call, it all depended on what was needed so I couldn't always expect to have consistent days off, even on the weekend.

I didn't have much humor about my line of work, not at my age, but I still enjoyed it. While new clients were getting fewer and farther between, the clients that we did have were happy and paid well. I was less creative than I was in my youth. Took much less risks, at least when my job was concerned, but that also meant the risk I DID take were calculated and usually paid off.

During a particularly boring meeting, one which wasn't sufficiently stimulating me, I checked my phone to see if Sanna had replied and she had... offering we touch base in the afternoon. I replied letting her know I wouldn't be free till the evening, telling her she could come over anytime after I got home. I ended the email with a tease about what she would be wearing... a call back to her Instagram post as well as her new exciting choice in sun bathing attire, and hit send.

The rest of my day was boring save for a message I received from Jason, who I had spoken to earlier in the week. Our little rendezvous between he, his wife and myself would have to wait till another day. I had plans tonight. I found it cute that Sanna had looked at and liked a few of my own images the night prior. I imagined her in bed next to David, admiring my body despite me being much older than most people on the platform, and it made my dick hard.

I was happy to get home and hang up my suit, putting on a pair of blue jeans and a black t-shirt, I started cooking a light pasta dinner with salad... with enough for two in case Sanna ended up showing.

I cracked open a beer but had some wine in the wings if i needed it.

I set the table and started browsing social media while I cleaned up the kitchen. Many many women on display to choose from but I kept coming back to my neighbor, if she wanted to, she could have a real following... the response from the other day alone was indication of that.

Thinking I heard someone at either the back or the front door, I dried my hands on a hanging oven towel and tossed it over my shoulder as I left the kitchen.

 

[SannaBlonde]

'Steve couldn't see me in the afternoon, so he's invited me over this evening..' Telling David this was like laying out trip wire in front of him and I gotta say it did give some evil pleasure in a way. He didn't take the bait this time.

'Oh ok. But you'll have dinner with me right?' He looked like a sad puppy when he asked and I didn't have the heart to tell him that Steve might or might not have prepared food. So I ate with him, and texted Steve I would over right after. I was eager to go but did my best to hide that fact. I wasn't sure why I was so eager, surely the neighborhood board wasn't that important? No. I was eager to spend time with Steve and my feelings about that were pretty confusing to me.

At the same time I'd bought the bikini I'd also bought a black top with long arms and a pair of grey leggings. I was already wearing them at dinner with David, who had complemented me even which made a nice change. But as I was getting ready to go, bringing with me my laptop and phone, he couldn't help but comment.

'Are you going.. like that?' He didn't say it in a mean way or anything. But I just replied 'Yeah, I am..' before kissing him on the cheek and leaving.

I went round the front and rang Steve's doorbell. It was 7pm.

 

[HisPureLust]

The phone went off.

After checking it I walked to the kitchen and grabbed a large plate for myself before sitting down near the sliding glass doors to eat. It had been Sanna letting me know she was eating dinner and would be over right after, leaving me with no reason to wait.

The food was good but not my best. After finishing I put the dishes in the sink and brushed my shirt off before grabbing a drink and setting some glasses out.

A bit later, I sat down glass in hand when the doorbell rang. I checked the time and it was about 7. Perfect I thought, gave us plenty of time. I descended the several steps to the main landing and set my glass down before opening the door.

For the second time I was pleasantly surprised by what Sanna had on. It was once again a bit uncharacteristic of her but definitely welcomed...

She had on a tight long sleeved black top, showing off her midriff. Her soft belly and its button exposed to the night air. Her hair was done as well and down, and it pleased me that she had apparently put more than some effort into her appearance. My eyes wandered down to the grey leggings that hugged her like a second skin. To say they were form fitting was an understatement.

"Hey Sanna, come in." I said plainly. As she squeezed by me, I stole a look at her shapely ass in the tight leggings "Have a seat." I gestured over to a nearby couch once we had ascended the steps of the front entrance. It looked brand new, its leather cushions inviting and clean as if they hadn't been used since purchased.

I walked to the bar and poured her a drink without asking, holding it out for her.

"I'm so glad your gonna be helping me out from now on." My smile a bit devious. "You look great by the way."

I regarded her fashion choices again...

"You put this outfit up on Instagram yet? If not..." I took a drink before continuing "You should."

 

[SannaBlonde]

Seeing him gave me a jolt somehow. I mean, Steve had been my neighbor a while now and we've met many times - but after that brief encounter by the pool it was like something had changed for me. I was struggling to put my finger on it.

'Thanks.. i love what you've done with the place. Our houses are similar layouts but you've made different choices...' My hand stroked the surface of the couch and I watched him at the bar and taking the glass from him when he offered it. I didn't even ask what it was, it didn't really matter. I just liked the idea of alcohol right now.

I had my legs crossed and I noticed my leg hanging in the air was bouncing slightly, a sign of nervousness. So instead I moved my free hand over my thigh back and forth which stopped my leg from moving. Tasting the drink, I then replied:

'Haha, thanks. That's sweet of you. No, no I haven't. You think? Yeah why not..' I smiled a little mischievously at him.
'I noticed we are now officially digital friends over there on the Gram.. Cheers to that I guess!' I held my glass up and giggled softly. I was beginning to relax. I found myself in no particular rush to talk about the board...

 

[HisPureLust]

"Thanks, I appreciate that... it took a lot of work and it wasn't exactly cheap, but the the place shaped up pretty nice if I do say so myself."

She took the glass, as I nodded my acknowledgment of her willingness to drink with me. After finishing mine I poured another, mentally telling myself to take my time with that as well. Better to stay in control, especially tonight. I brought the bottle over to where she had sat, her arm draped across the back of the couch, apparently enjoying the feel of the soft leather. I smiled at her expression. Her comfort, pleasing me.

Her legs were crossed, and I secretly wished she had chosen a dress for tonight, but I knew we weren't quite there yet. This wasn't a fucken dinner date, but a get together between neighbors. Still... as I watched her luscious leg bounce up and down on its twin, my dick began grow... I loved her nervousness. It spoke volumes, to someone who listened at least... someone like me.

It was exciting to have the attention of another man's woman. I enjoyed it immensely but even if Sanna had not been married I could see myself feeling equally as... attentive. She was a striking woman, many years my junior but that too was a turn on.

I longed to hold her full heavy breasts and feel the weight of her shapely ass and thighs pinning my waist down, or bending... the flesh waving like the ocean, from my powerful thrusts... but we had time, I told myself. If I had learned anything, it was that the long game yielded greater results.

"Hell yes," I said reinforcing the idea of her posting more on Instagram "it would be a crime not to, hun." I laughed at her comment on being digital pals "I'll drink to that... not that it takes much, right?" I winked and took another sip after touching glasses with Sanna's, sitting down next to her and a bit closer than I would have normally done.

I placed my drink down on the low coffee table just inches from her foot, and as I returned back to my position my eyes trailed along her leg before I snapped back to her eyes.

"I really am glad you decided to join me... I know David might not be thrilled about the prospect... but I need you more."

The implication was not only for the Neighborhood Board... I let the words hang in the air for a moment before continuing...

"Were gonna have fun."

 

[SannaBlonde]

'Yeah well, I might just do that then!' I liked Steve's support on the subject, it was like it was decided. I would post a pic of me in this outfit. I was on the verge of asking him to take it, but didn't. It should maybe be a selfie..

I stole a glance or two as he moved about, sat down next to me, listened to how he spoke, how he confidently just.. was there, in that moment. It was clear to me, if it hadn't been earlier, that I wasn't here just because of the board. Steve wanted something else. I wasn't entirely used to that, being with David for so long I wasn't in the habit of seeking or being aware of male attention in that way. Steve was also classy. Cat-calling or staring at my tits and ass in malls or on beaches was one thing. This was something else. And I was both enjoying it and worrying about it. If I was totally honest with myself, getting fucked by Steve would most probably be fantastic. I imagined it for a moment, I knew what I would want. Not the sensual vanilla stuff. No, with Steve it should be hard. Rough. Primal. That kind of sex I had never tried.

God.. what am I thinking..?? I brought my mind out of the gutter.

'No he's not thrilled, but he'll be fine... So what were your thoughts for this meeting?' I smiled ironically on the word 'meeting'.

 

[HisPureLust]

We sat there, seemingly mere inches from another, close enough for me to catch the scent of a very intoxicating perfume she wore. It was sweet but not overbearing, lingering just long enough to draw me in a little further. Another sign.

"No, hun... you look too good for it to be a 'might'," I said my eyes drinking her in. A near predatory gaze falling over her body again. "You make sure you do it."

She asked what my thoughts were for the meeting with what I took as a flirtatious grin.

"Well," I began taking my sight off her momentarily while I envisioned her spread eagle on my bed upstairs, my massive cock stretching her while she moaned how much of a slut she was for me... As the vision past I reached over to finish the contents of my glass and again leaned a bit closer. "I thought maybe you could tell me what you think is... lacking.... around here I mean. If there's anything... that's been... neglected. We can make a note of that... make it a point to give those things thorough attention. We're gonna be spending more time together Sanna, and I for one am thrilled. I promise you..." I said, my words practically dripping from my mouth "I can make much better use of someone as amazing as you than David can... I'm sure you have some ideas? Feel free to speak your mind. Its just you and me here, the guy in charge, and the woman he's been dying to join up. Think of this as just a preliminary collaboration, with many more... to come."

I noticed her leg had stopped bouncing despite still being crossed. A small pang of regret rose up in me, I enjoyed the activity... the vibration it had sent through the couch and into me. She still seemed nervous but the libation was loosening her up. Instead she was now rubbing her thigh, not vigorously but consistently enough for me to notice.

I placed my large palm over her hand and thigh, stopping the motion and giving her a gentle squeeze. The warmth from her enough to radiate into myself and vice versa. I enjoyed it and gave a quiet chuckle...

"You cold Sanna?... or just nervous." I said, my deep baritone voice low and gentle.

She hadn't said anything yet, and I kept my hand exactly where it was, my eyes locked on hers.

 

[SannaBlonde]

He looked at me.. in a special way. I wasn't sure about it, I wasn't sure I wanted to find out what lay behind those eyes, if I should wander, stray. It just wasn't.. me. Still.. it was like a door just slightly ajar.. you had to look.

'Well.. yeah.. the neighborhood...' I stated matter of factly and being pulled back to reality.

'I think we need some kind of communal place. To give the neighbors somewhere to go that's local. Try to stop the suburban dreariness I guess. I have a friend who's from Finland - they have saunas everywhere. At home, in bath houses, by lakes. They swear by it, it's a part of everyday life. I love saunas myself, but no one here has them at home. You have to go downtown to a nicer gym. We should have on that the neighborhood can share, you book it. Either for yourself or with friends, neighbors. A crazy thought I know, but you asked...' I paused for a moment.

'Besides big ideas like that, I think we need a party, haha..'

His hand was on my leg. Appropriate - yet not in the least. I had to move, but didn't want to make it seem I was uncomfortable.

'God.. these big sliding doors you have out back, view over the pool.. what about that area down behind our gardens? What's happening there? Any plans?' I had gotten up from the couch and walked over to the back of the living room and was right up by the big window panes. To the right, I could see over to our garden...