Neighborly Affection (closed)

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Travis exited his house and set off down the block in a steady jog. Though the basketball season wouldn't start till fall, his coach no doubt wanted his players to stay in shape over the summer. Besides, running through the neighborhood would help familiarize him with the new locale.

His parents had moved to a new house across town just a week ago, so everything around here was still new. The houses were bigger here, with smaller front yards and spacious expansions in the back. Seemed like every other one had a pool. Pity his parents hadn't sprung for one.

Still, he did have the Norris one next door. Bill Norris was about 5'10" and probably approaching 40. He'd seemed friendly enough when he'd come over to say hello. His jokes were lame, but the guy had welcomed Travis to use the pool anytime he wanted. Hard not to like the guy a little.

Travis' feelings regarding the Bill's wife were much less equivocal. Cathy Norris was a stone cold fox who had curves for days. Seriously, he hadn't seen breasts that big on a woman that slender outside of some clearly Photoshopped images on the Internet. Just thinking about the luscious brunette had him a bit stiff.

She was a stay-at-home mom looking after their firstborn, but even in ratty shorts and a shirt with baby food stains, she'd looked incredible. Travis kept looking over the fence hoping to catch her in a swimsuit, but he'd had no luck thusfar. She'd come out to chat a few times when he came over to swim, but always dressed like a soccer mom.

Still, he thought she might be interested, if only just a little. Bill was an okay-looking guy, but he was a bit flabby around the middle. Surely a hot number like Mrs. Norris had to crave something taut and muscular like Travis. He was pretty sure he'd caught her gaze lingering on his six-pack a time or two. Certainly the girls at school liked his physique, particularly when he took it all off. Travis figured Mrs. Norris probably wouldn't be much different. He just had to get her to take that first step.

Travis finished his run as he returned to his block. The summer sun combined with his exertion had sweat pouring off him. He walked the last hundred feet and headed straight into the Norris backyard.

The pool was deserted, as usual, but the car in the driveway was Mrs. Norris'. She was probably inside - maybe even quietly observing him. Travis grinned. Fine, he'd give her a little show just in case.

He slowly stripped the wet T-shirt off his body. He made sure to flex as he did so, making his muscles bulge. When he was bare-chested, he rubbed his hands slowly across his sweat-slickened skin. Yeah, he had it going on.

Unfortunately, no lust-crazed buxom brunette came running out of the house. Damn. Some of the girls at school would already have been on their knees begging to suck his dick after his little display. Travis shrugged; one of these days.

Travis slipped off his socks and shoes, leaving nothing but his swim trunks on. He eased himself into the comparatively chilly water and sighed. Cold dip in the pool felt great after running in the sun. He ducked his head to get it wet and then began to lazily swim laps.
 
Cathy and Bill had started out like a match made in Heaven. But Heaven seemed pretty far away these days. Bill was off more than he was home, and with the baby, that could be stressful. She needed spare hands, even as a stay at home mother. What little time she managed to herself was spent with a romance novel and a bubble bath or the pool. Not to mention Mr. Blue. Thank God he was waterproof. It seemed like since their little bundle of joy, Bill just wasn't interested anymore. And she craved being desired. For someone to look at her curves, her breasts, or to grab her by her luscious brunette hair and bend her body how he liked. Bill was pure missionary.

At least there was Travis.

He was a handsome young man, reminded her at times of Bill in his youth. His body was well sculpted, and he was the sort of boy that knew exactly what he did when he pulled off his shirt. The way it stuck to his chest, it wasn't like he needed to anyway. Cathy was upstairs, watching from the baby's room. It was nap time, she'd have a couple of hours free at least. Why not just enjoy the show?

She could watch him swim all day, chewing her cheek as she stayed out of sight. It wasn't easy to watch his form there though, so she headed down to casually flit about the kitchen. Don't think about him. Don't think about the water rolling off of his back. Don't think about his perfect chest that you could just lick the chlorine right off of. Just one more peek...

Crap. She dropped a plate and it shattered. Cathy froze and listened. At least the baby slept through it, but did it alert her trespasser to her presence.
 
A muted crash came from one of the windows on the back of the house. I paused in the water, looking at the glass. I knew that they looked in on the kitchen table. I was also fairly certain that the curtains to my right had just moved.

I grinned. Even money that was the wife. Bill would be at work. Had to be her.

Wonder why she wasn't coming out to say hello. Why pretend she hadn't been watching me? Unless she felt embarrassed by it. Yeah, that might be it. I knew girls found me hot. Why not the housewife next door?

I climbed out of the pool and stood near the kitchen window. The bright sunlight against the dark interior made the windows reflect just about everything. But even if I could barely see anything, I bet she was just out of sight and watching me. I let her get one last look before I headed home.

Sooner or later, she'd come outside. I doubted she could just watch from the shadows all summer. I'd just keep coming over till she did.
 
He was so close, she could have touched him. That lovely face, his gorgeous body, he was like some kind of glistening god. No way could she let him see her staring like this, her breath catching and her hand clutching her breast. Not just clutching, caressing, and she barely realized she was doing it until the thought of his touch made her eyes close. Stop, Cathy! Finally, he was gone. It was a little disappointing.

Though not as disappointing as Bill was that night. Just a couple of minutes, and he barely touched her full breasts. She was left aching for more, completely unfulfilled. Once her husband slept, Cathy left the bed and took Mr. Blue to the pool with her. There was just herself and the moonlight as she fucked her vibrator, mumbling softly as she laid against the steps of the pool, her naked body submerged in the clear water. The neighborhood was dead at night, no one would know.

When Travis popped into her head, she nearly moaned. His skin slippery against hers as they fuck in the pool, licking off the chlorine, tasting it on his cock, God, it made her thighs shiver and quake. Her orgasm ran through her whole body. As she lay there panting, she hoped no one saw in the darkness. Cathy just needed to catch her breath before going to bed.
 
"C'mon," whispered Travis as he reached over the fence and unlocked the back gate. "This way."

"I can't believe I'm doing this," replied Yukio, her girlish giggle muffled behind her little hand. In the moonlight, her dark eyes glittered with amusement.

The rational part of Travis' brain couldn't quite believe he was doing this either. He wasn't sure what the penalty for would be for sneaking a girl into his house would be, but he assumed it'd be quite severe. He imagined it'd also entail a call to Yukio's parents, which would only make matters worse. Despite his parents' being heavy sleepers, he probably shouldn't be rolling the dice like this.

Alas, the rational side of Travis was in the minority at the moment. He'd been trying to coax the curvaceous Yukio Jimenez (Asian mom, Latin father) out of her pants for weeks and tonight she'd agreed. Unfortunately, tonight she was also driving her little two-seater convertible; fun to drive, but absolutely horrible for trying to have sex in. And while Travis was sufficiently ready to fuck his diminutive companion against the nearest available flat surface, Yukio wanted a semblance of privacy Hence in a fit of desperation, Travis had suggested sneaking her in to his room. Perhaps bespeaking her own libido, Yukio had surprisingly agreed.

Travis guided her through the gate and along the fence. At this hour, his parents were assuredly asleep. The hard part would most likely getting her out of the house before his parents got up in the morning. Still, the possibility that they might yet be discovered made him quick to shush Yukio when he heard her moan.

"I didn't say anything,"replied Yukio.

Travis turned to respond, but then the sound came again. She was right; it wasn't her. He turned in the direction of the voice. The fence?

Travis motioned for silence and stepped close to the wood pickets. He had to stand on his toes a bit to see over into his neighbor's yard. He scanned looking for the source.... "Holy shit," he whispered in shock.

"What is it?" At not much over 5'2", Yukio hadn't a prayer of seeing what was the other side.

"My neighbor...she's naked in her pool."

"Skinny dipping?" Yukio giggled. "Let me see!"

Travis wasn't sure what Yukio's reaction would be, but he was far too aroused to question her. He hefted the little beauty onto his back.

"Oh my God, look at the size of her boobs," gasped Yukio.

Travis wordlessly nodded. Yukio had an impressive rack for a tiny Asian girl, but they could hardly compare to the crazy bustline of Mrs. Norris.

"Fuck, is that a vibrator?!" Yukio's whispered narration continued. "It is! She's getting off in the pool with a fucking vibrator! Oh my god. Oh my god."

Travis started to turn away from the fence. While the voyeuristic appeal had his cock throbbing, he didn't want to make Yukio think he was a creep.

"No, I wanna see this," counseled his cargo. Travis dutifully squared himself towards the fence.

"Oh yeah, look at her stroke that thing. Oh yeah, that feels good. C'mon lady, that's the way, that's it." Yukio's barely audible commentary continued in Travis ear until Mrs. Norris hips bucked in the water and her moans gave way to climactic squeals. Only then did Yukio release her grip and slide off his back.

"You've got to take me over to that pool some time," she whispered up to him, her pupils wide with lust. "Now let's get inside the house. I want to fuck your cock so bad!"

Travis opened the back window and got them in inside in less than 60 seconds. His last thoughts before lust crowded it all away was that he might need to thank Mrs. Norris for her inspiring demonstration when next he saw her.
 
Cathy had no clue. The voices she thought were just imagined, the sounds, she was sure, were on the breeze. She'd had no mind but her own orgasm that night, and the perfect young body that she would have loved to wrap her legs around.

Now, in the light of day? Those thoughts were shoved so far away, that they circled back around again. Her mother was watching the little one, Bill was working late. Again. It happened so often these days. So Cathy found herself alone and needed to desperately kill time. After her night in the pool, just glancing at it made her feel dirty and sent a thrill through her thighs. So instead, she was in the garden, a wide sunhat protecting her face and shoulders, a pair of baggy worn overall covering her fit body. She had no idea about the way they were wearing in the rear though, the line of her boy cut panties showing so clearly, you could almost make out the brand.

Never mind that, and never mind that it was late afternoon and anyone passing might notice.
 
Travis finished today's run feeling a bit extra tired. Watching Mrs. Norris pleasure herself had really fired up Yukio. When he'd managed to sneak her into the house afterwards, she'd practically ripped the clothes off his body so she could impale herself on his eager erection. She'd still been raring to go this morning, banging out another few climaxes before she could be persuaded to leave. All that bedroom exertion left him feeling wearier than usual when he trotted to a stop outside his house.

As usual, he headed into the Norris backyard for a quick dip in the pool. But unlike his usual visits, he wasn't entirely alone this time. In the garden next to the pool, a denim-clad ass poked up from amongst the green leaves. Even without seeing the face, the roundness suggested one logical answer.

"Mrs. Norris! Hey, Mrs. Norris!" he called out as he jogged towards the kneeling figure.

As he expected, when the gardner raised up to look in his direction, it proved to be Mrs. Norris. Her dirt-streaked coveralls provided some semblance of disguise for her luscious form, but the pale blue T-shirt she wore beneath the denim was clearly straining to cover her impressive rack.

"Hot day, isn't it?" He observed casually as he stopped a few feet away. "Just thought I'd take a dip in the pool to cool off." He reached over his shoulders and hauled his sweaty shirt off him. "Whew!" he exhaled, "That feels much better."

His eyes tracked hers; she was was definitely checking out the ridged muscles on his glistening torso. Travis decided to press his luck. "You know, I bet you must be hot in those coveralls, Mrs. N. Why don't you take them off and join me in the pool? You don't even need to wear a suit - I know you sometimes like to go without."

Travis waited a beat and then added, "My girlfriend and I saw you out here last night. You put on quite the show." His salacious grin stretched across half his face as he recalled his neighbor's performance.
 
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