Ladies Man moves into the neighbourhood.

[screwher]

I have this long time fantasy that I think would makes great story. My wife and I are a hotwife couple. She’s never given any of the men in our neighbourhood a second thought. And honestly, I kind of like the idea of her taking a lover near our house. So...

My wife and I notice a moving truck just down the street. We go over and introduce ourselves to our new neighbour. Help out with the moving in. Turns out our new neighbour is a handsome, charming man recently divorced. Thus his moving in. As a Thank you and a GetbTo Know You, he invites over to his place for dinner the next evening. As we have a drink or coffee after dinner, we trade our stories. He starts smooth talking and flirting with my wife. Soon the sexual tension between them is getting thick. They start making out on the couch and we all know where this is headed. Mr. Charming senses our lifestyle and says to me he wants some “alone time” with my wife. He walks me to the door and shuts it.

As the sun starts to rise, my wife gets home. Her hair dishevelled. Her bra and panties in her hand. She tells me how he fucked her multiple times all night! From there, my wife and Mr. Charming become a regular thing.

 

[Rob_Royale]

You had me until "Mr. Charming senses our lifestyle". Kinda unrealistic, in my opinion. You're missing an opportunity to show your wife in full seduction mode.

At some point in the evening as the banter and flirting reaches an exciting peak, the gentleman excuses himself to the restroom. Your wife looks at you and you know what she's thinking. You walk up to her with a grin, and hold your hand out. She sighs ecstatically, reaches down and pulls her panties off and sets them in your hand.

After that, she's nothing but smiles and compliments, sitting down close to him on the sofa. "We're so glad to have a new neighbor, I'm sure we'll get to be very close friends." As her hand caresses his thigh, he looks at you with wide eyes. Your smile lets him know that the evening has just taken an unexpected detour.

Her hand slides down the V of her neckline, making very intimate eye contact. 'Do you like my dress?"

Still a little uncertain, the man stammers. "I umm ... yes. It's ah ... very pretty."

Wifey lifts his hand and pulls it to her breast, and his fingers cup it gently. "You really should feel the material. Isn't it so wonderfully silky?"

The man finally understands and he looks at you and his eyes narrow with arousal. With a smile and a nod, you get up and walk out the front door with you wife's panties still warm in your pocket. You take an excited sniff and grin knowing you and all the neighbors will be enjoying her walk of shame in the morning.