New to Osage Road (BBW's and Friends)

[BigDonGStone]

Thornton Holloway and his wife Jessica just moved onto Osage Road. A quiet community of mid-priced homes.

Thornton is 45 years old and manages a limosine service. Jessica, 42, is personnel manager for a small copy service.

Thornton is just over 6 feet tall, 285 lbs, brown hair, hazel eyes. Jessica is (to be described).

The immediate neighbors are as follows:

John and Diane Ferguson (2 doors up)
Robert and Delores Murdoch (next door)
Howard Barnes (widower, next door)
Irv and Donna Wright (2 doors down. Irv is a county cop. Donna is a paramedic)
Amy and Linda Murray (Direct across the street. Unmarried sisters)
Renee Tusio (Catacorner, across the street. Divorced with two children)
Gino and Marisa Neromiliotis (Catacorner, across the street. Not only are they Greek...)

Should the thread take off various co-workers or other neighbors can feel free to join in. Though the thread is dedicated to large and lovely women, and those of us that love them, I'm an equal opportunity role player.

Please do not flame or disrespect any person on this thread. Hope you all enjoy and let's have fun.

 

[BigDonGStone]

Thornton Holloway hated to move. He swore this would be the last time.

The house was full of boxes and he wasn't sure where to start. Jessica had to go to work, but Thornton had taken the week off so that he could get the bulk of the unpacking done.

The bed hadn't even been set-up yet. Just the mattress and boxsprings on the floor.

He got up, showered, and shaved; then set to the business of trying to set the house in order.

 

[LovelyOnes]

Delores Murdoch
36 years old
BBW - Long Blonde hair, 5'3", about 260lbs
Married to Robert Murdoch for six years - they had no children.
Works part time from home.
Had lived on Osage Road for about three years.


Delores was bored.....

She wasted time playing on the computer a bit - oh she had work that she was supposed to be doing, but she just couldn't seem to concentrate.

She was trying to work out what she could do to fill in a few hours today. It was a nice warm day, maybe a little gardening and then a swim sounded like a good idea, a little fresh air was just what she needed.

She changed into her swimsuit. She looked at herself in the mirror in her halter top and shorts, she loved the way her boobs looked in this top. They were definitely her best feature. Robert was obsessed with them - not that she minded at all!! He said he also loved her round ass and fleshy thighs and she had come to accept them after realizing that she could be sexy - it wasn't something only skinny models were.

She grabbed a towel and a hat on the way out the back door - heading to the back shed to grab some gardening gloves and tools.

As she walked down the back to the shed she heard boxes being moved and clanging like kitchen pots being unpacked next door. She had seen the moving van arrive yesterday afternoon. She told herself that she would have to go over later and introduce herself and welcome her new neighbors to the street.

Delores settled into some weeding along the path, she was down on her knees bending over the edges she got stuck into digging up those annoying shoots and before long she had worked up a sweat.

Deciding she needed cooling off she took off the shorts leaving her in her swimsuit and dove into the water. The water was cool and refreshing. She swam a couple of laps - then lay on her back and floated around for a while relaxing. She loved the feeling of the water lapping gently around her, her hair splayed out floating around her head. There was a slight breeze and the parts of her above the water were responding to the cooler air - she could feel her nipples harden and push against the material of her bikini top. She couldn't help herself and ran her hands over them, feeling them respond even more to her touch. Mmmmm she did love the water.

She pulled herself back from her little daydream and realised that she had had enough sun - being very fair she really shouldn't stay out too long. She got out of the pool, pulled the lounge into a shady spot and spread out her towel. Laying face down on the lounge she closed her eyes and allowed herself to start drifting back to that daydream....

 

[garajd]

Howard Barnes

OOC: Howard Barnes
Early 60's, Retired
Widower

IC:

Like everyone else, I saw the moving van arrive. I saw the wife leave early this morning, evidently she had to go to work today. As I sit at the kitchen table with my morning coffee, I see the husband moving some boxes around . . . poor devil, got stuck with the unpacking while his wife headed off to work. Maybe I should head over and see if I can give him a hand . . . or at least give him some support while he sweats.

Having lived here for almost 20 years; kept this house going after my wife died five years ago, I kind of the odd man out in the neighborhood . . . mostly married couples, some with kids . . . and then there's the sisters that own the house across the street.

Finishing my coffee, grabbing a hat, and walking next door . . . I can hear someone inside . . . front door is open . . . ringing the doorbell . . .

"Good morning" I say as my new neighbor comes to the door . . .

 

[BigDonGStone]

Thornton: Unpacking was at least easier than packing had been. Jessica had left general instructions where she wanted things, and this house was roomier, with more closet space.

I found myself flying through box after box and working up quite a sweat doing it. I was happy with how quickly it was going though.

I picked up a box in the dining room, by the doors leading to the back deck. It was marked "Dining Room" but then had a line drawn through it. I wasn't sure if it belonged there or was simply mislabeled.

I cut through the packing tape.

Upon opening the box I realized that the box was not intended for the dining room. Jessica's "toys" were neatly laid out, ready to be transferred to the night stand.

Just looking at them made my heart skip a beat. Jessica thoroughly enjoyed her "friends" (as she called them) and to be honest I enjoyed watching her with them. I felt a pang or regret as I thought about the times she's used them and with whom.

I was really happy to hear that Jim had bought Starlight Limo but I thought he planned to expand our business locally. When he told me Starlight was to stay in operation, I knew it was inevitable that I was going to be put in charge.

My options were to start looking for another job or move. I chose the latter.

What it meant though was leaving behind a lot of good friends. Some of them "really" good friends. (I could picture Jessica and Lee Ann the night before we left. They were "really, really, really" good friends.)

The thought hardened me instantly and the track shorts I was wearing did little to hide the fact. Not that it mattered in a house I had to myself for the day.

"Damn I need to cool down", I thought to myself.

The front door was open but I decided to open the deck doors to let some air flow through the house. The first breeze felt wonderful as I opened the doors.

I heard a splash off to my left and immediately looked over.

My neighbors had a nice large pool that took up the bulk of the backyard.

"Kids diving into the pool", I figured.

What I saw next caused my already engorged cock to stiffen all the more.

"That is no kid", I whispered under my breath, taking in the voluptuous splendor wrapped in a tiny bikini.

I involuntary adjusted my cock.

All thoughts of unpacking left my mind as I watched this woman turn onto her back and float in the pool. I found myself stroking my cock through the thin material of the shorts. A large wet spot was forming as pre-cum spewed in a steady flood from my cocktip.

I watched in a near daze as she pulled herself from the pool and stretched out, face down, on pool lounge. I stared at her ass and looked at the box of Jessica's toys in my hand.

I was beginning to feel better about the move.

I was thinking of walking over to the fence to introduce myself when I heard a knock at the front door.

I set the box down on the buffet and headed for the door.

At the door was a distinguished looking gentleman in his late fifties, early 60's. I was hoping this wasn't a sales call or someone from the realty company. My thoughts were pre-occupied as I answered the knock.

"Good Morning" I said in as cheery a voice as I could muster.

 

[garajd]

Howard

Reaching with my hand to shake . . . "I'm Howard, your neighbor . . . thought I'd stop in to see if you need a hand with anything. If nothing else, I'd be happy to run back home and grab a couple of beers out of the fridge if you're ready to sit for a few minutes and take a break."

"I'm sure you saw your neigbor on the other side working in her yard this morning. . . that's Delores, she and her husband, Robert, have lived here about 3 years . . . no kids, swimming pool . . . I'll let you find out more on your own (laughing) . . . It really is a nice neighborhood."

 

[LovelyOnes]

Delores

Dolores was enjoying letting her mind go wherever it wanted. The cool breeze was slowly drying the water from her skin and bathing suit. She knew she had it pretty good. Not many people got to spend their days laying around the pool daydreaming....


Then she heard a voice she recognized - was that Howard? It was coming from next door. She realized he was probably over welcoming the new neighbor - just as she had planned to do later. She was still getting used to having people over there. The house had been empty for a couple of months. The last family moved out pretty quickly - they didn't appreciate the close knit community of their street!

Howard is an older guy that has this great deep voice - when he talks it's almost like a growl, but somehow comes across as more of purr. Mmmm she couldn't help but smile and wriggle her ass a bit as she thought of her 'welcome' to the neighborhood a few years back when she and Robert moved in....

 

[BigDonGStone]

"Howard?." I said, half a statement, half a question.

I was still in a daze over the vision next door and knew I wasn't thinking straight.

"Howard. Next door neighbor", I said with a bit more certainty in my voice. "Sorry, about that. I was... I had something else on my mind."

I shook Howard's hand and welcomed him in.

"Let me move a few boxes off the chairs. Have a seat", I said as I grabbed three boxes off of the wing chair in the corner. "No need to get beer. It's one one thing I stocked immediately when I got here. I have light beer, Labatt's Blue, and a couple of Heinies."

"I'm partial to heinies", I thought to myself as I pictured Delores on that lounge.

I was glad I was heading for the kitchen when that thought struck me as I felt myself stiffening again.

 

[Maid of Marvels]

Renee Tusio

Renee wrapped her hands around the mug of coffee wondering where the years had gone, but mostly she wondered where the love had gone. School was out but the kids were at Jeff's for the week. Maybe she should be used to it by now, but even so... If she had wanted to be a nun, she'd have joined the convent twelve years ago instead of getting married. Then again, her marriage hadn't been much different.

The years hadn't been unkind to her. Afternoons at the gym had kept her Rubenesque body in shape, though there was a slight sag now in her breasts and she was slightly fuller in the waist. Her hair, still uncolored, hadn't lost its sheen and surprisingly enough neither had her eyes lost their sparkle. In her mind's eye, Renee had simply "ripened" rather than aged and that was part of what she didn't understand. Aside from the seemingly obligatory once-a-month boink, Jeff just hadn't been interested. Nor had he been for a long, long time.

If she were a different sort of person, she would have... But she hadn't and probably would not. Renee chuckled to herself, but damn she could use a bit of loving that didn't come from herself.

"Well, this isn't getting anything done, that's for sure" Renee announced to the cat who was rubbing up against her legs. "And thanks for that, Smokey," she added, reaching down to give his tail a gentle pull. "I needed to know someone cares, even if it's just you."

Setting the empty mug into the sink, she ran water into it and headed upstairs for her shower. She had some errands to run and she thought she might stop by Blockbusters to rent a flick or two. Something romantic. Something the kids would never watch, but something she would enjoy. Even if no one else did lately, she was going to treat herself.

The weather was unseasonably warm so Renee dressed accordingly; a floral print that hugged her voluptuous curves on top, flowing freely around mid-calf, and a pair of matching heels. As an added boost to her flagging ego, she'd put on sexy underthings, not caring that no one would see them but her. This was going to be her day and she meant to enjoy every bit of it.

******
With the bank, the library and the cleaner's out of the way, Renee stopped at the grocery store and bought T-bones, some fresh mushrooms and some nice baking potatoes along with the makings for a crisp, green salad. Strawberries and cream for dessert, she thought. There was a fresh crop in from California -- luscious, ripe and juicy.

Next was the liquor store. Browsing the aisles, she even found a pre-made gift basket filled with chocolates. Who could turn down Godiva dark chocolate and peanut butter cups? Giggling like a naughty schoolgirl, Renee added that to her cart, along with a nice Cabernet Sauvignon that she was particularly fond of.

Blockbusters was her last stop, an oldie but goodie -- "Falling in Love" with Meryl Streep and the to-die-for DeNiro. She'd seen it before, of course, but it was just what the doctor ordered... or at least what Renee did.

She took the long way home, coming onto her street past the newly reoccupied house that she'd always think of as Mary and Zach's. They'd moved out after a particularly nasty divorce and, or so it seemed, no one seemed to stay there long after they were gone.

Maybe these two would be different. A husband and wife, looked like. No kids -- or none that she'd seen. She'd barely gotten a glimpse of the couple yesterday and the wife again this morning when she got in the car and went out.

Renee hurried home before she got any bright -- or not so bright -- ideas. It wasn't until she started to put the groceries away that she realized she'd bought enough for three.

 

[garajd]

Howard

"Hey, if you're going to stop for a few minutes, I'll have a Blue . . . got partial to that when I travelled to Toronto on business a few years ago."

Settling back with my Blue . . . "It really is a pretty friendly neighborhood . . . every weekend it seems like someone is cooking out . . . and anyone who is home tends to end up there . . . if not for dinner, at least for a beer, or two, or three during the evening . . ."

Heading back home after being assured that I really can't do anything to help, I see that Renee has just pulled into her driveway . . . damn, watching her skirt ride up her over her knees as she slides out . . . that idiot of an ex-husband doesn't know what he left . . . waving as she closes her car door . . .

Walking back up to my house . . . my mind still captivated with the vision of Renee's legs . . . pretty sure she is about the same age as my daughter . . . but that thought doesn't change the warm tingle I'm feeling in parts of my body . . .

 

[LovelyOnes]

Dolores

Delores found her hands running over her own thighs as she remembered Howard's hands tracing along the inside of her thighs, his hot breath blowing over her moist pussy, remembering the grin on his face and the little growl he made just before he buried his face in her pussy where he stayed working his magic several times before coming up for air...he sure knew how to use that tongue of his...

Dolores was pulled back from her memories of her welcome to the neighborhood by the phone ringing - "damn it" she thought, why does she always forget to bring out the phone with her. She jumped up and ran inside the house grabbing the phone and saying a breathless hello.

By the time she had spoken with her client and sent the couple of urgent emails setting up some appointments she had totally forgotten about her reminiscing by the pool. She changed out of her swimsuit into a nice light skirt that came halfway down her thighs and knit top that showed of her cleavage nicely.

It was getting to be about time to think about lunch...then she remembered she was going to go and introduce herself to her new neighbors. They probably hadn't had a chance to go and do any grocery shopping yet so she decided she would offer them lunch and because it was such a warm day a swim.

She rang the bell and waited for the door to open, hoping that they would be the kind of neighbor that would enjoy living in this street....

 

[BigDonGStone]

Thornton

I handed Howard a Blue and we made small talk for a few minutes, but I think Howard could tell I was pre-occupied. When he finished his beer he asked again if I needed any help. I assured him that right now I was just unloading boxes but, come mid-week, I was going to have to start moving furniture, and his help would be greatly appreciated.

The door had hardly closed behind Howard when I swiftly moved back to the deck doors to ogle my neighbor.

"Damn she's hot", I thought to myself as I reached into my shorts to stroke myself a bit harder.

I watched as her hands slowly drifted across her breasts. She was apparently oblivious to the fact that she was being watched. I stroked harder as I imagined myself massaging those gorgeous globes.

Suddenly I heard a phone ringing at her house. It snapped us both out of our reveries.

What was her name? Right. Howard told me. Delores.

Delores got up and quickly entered her house. As for me? I was sporting a pretty hefty woody and the front of my shorts were soaked again. I hoped she'd come right back out but several minutes passed and she was nowhere to be seen.

I thought about carrying my fantasy out to the end, but I just wasn't into a gratuitous squirt without a proper visual aid. Besides I still had plenty of work to do.

I turned away from the doors and picked up Jessica's box of toys.

I quickly rummaged through them, wishing Jessica was home to help me alleviate a bit of stress I felt building.

I pulled out an 11" rubber penis that was one of Jessica's favorites. I had heard that they used male models to cast the molds for these things, and that they were actual size.

"Jeez", I thought to myself taking in a sharp intake of breath. "This guy must have had a lot of friends."

I was standing there looking at an 11" rubber dick when my doorbell rang again. I looked up to see Delores at my front screen door. It had been too hot to close the main door.

I quickly dropped "Dong King" (Stencilled on the side) into the box and set the box down on the floor.

I hoped she hadn't seen and been embarassed. It was certainly not the way I wanted to make a first impression with a neighbor.

I headed to the door completely forgetting that my shorts were still soaked, and not even noticing that the "Dong King" was only halfway into the box.

 

[LovelyOnes]

Delores:

The main door to her neighbors house was open, but she peered through the screen door while she waited. She could see lots and lots of boxes in the lounge, looking down the hall toward the dining room and out onto the back patio....

There was someone in the dining room, she could only see a silhouette against the brightness of the patio but .... "oh" she thought "big and tall - just how I like em"... he looked like he was unpacking a box there but what is that in his hand? Well she knew what she thought it was but told herself that she had to get herself under control!!! She obviously had something else on her mind today.

When he heard the doorbell he dropped the .... well whatever it was and started walking toward the door.

As he came closer the light began to brighten his face and Delores liked the look of what she saw. "Hi" she said as he came closer, "I'm Delores, your next door neighbor". He continued to walk toward her and she looked him up and down, what was that on his shorts? Mmm she knew what she hoped it was, but caught herself again thinking "Delores, get a hold of yourself, you've gone completely nympo!".

She gave him a big smile and a bit of a wink as she walked into the house after he opened the door and invited her in. He seemed a bit tongue tied, and mumbled something about coming in for a drink. The lounge was overflowing with boxes - the chairs buried beneath them somewhere so she started heading toward the dining room/patio area seeing some chairs out there. She decided that she liked her new neighbor and gave her ass and extra little wiggle when she felt his stare on her as she walked down the hall ...

 

[BigDonGStone]

Packing and unpacking boxes was the last thing on my mind.

My next door neighbor, Delores, was standing at my door in the sexiest knit top I'd ever laid eyes on. This woman knew what she had and displayed it to best advantage.

I know I tried to say "Hi. Come on in. I'm Thornton. Can I fix you a drink?" But between practically swallowing my tongue in lust and the swelling I was feeling again, I doubt much of what I said was intelligible.

Delores didn't seem to mind. Her eyes travelled from my face very quickly to my crotch and lingered there long enough to send a clear message that she liked what she saw.

Delores accepted my invitation to come in, or whatever reasonable facsimile of an invitation I'd uttered, and strode past me into the living room, towards the dining room.

I was awestruck by this woman. I stared at her ass as she walked and I swore her hips had an inviting wiggle just for my approval.

As she approached the dining room my eyes took in another sight. Jessica's toy was peeking out of the top of the box I'd put it back into, and Delores was heading straight for it.

To make things worse, watching her ass wiggle and roll had my cock standing at full attention.

I moved behind a pile of waist high boxes.

"Delores, I've got beer, lemonade, or bottled water", I said. "Is there anything in particular you'd like?"

 

[LovelyOnes]

Dolores could feel his eyes on her ass as she walked down the hallway. Her eyes had just been drawn to a box on the floor near the buffet, the one that Thornton had been at when she rang the doorbell. She hadn't been imagining things, sticking up from the top of the box was a huge rubber penis!!! She could see the words "Dong King" written along it - Oh she was getting to like her neighbor more and more....

"Is there anything in particular you'd like?"

Well all sorts of ideas popped into Dolore's mind at that question! How daring did she feel...she didn't know this guy at all, but she was just feeling so damn horny! She took a couple more steps - just so that she was standing right beside the box - then turned around to face Thornton. He was standing back near the door - and had moved behind a tower of boxes. She couldn't help but let a smile cross her face when she realized the effect she was having on him. She decided to push it just a bit further - and depending on his reaction she could keep going or back off if needed.

Delores let her eyes move down to the box - seeing it full of all sorts of sex toys, a cheeky grin came to her face - looking back at Thornton she said "I see plenty that I would like - what can you recommend?"

 

[It's... She!]

Linda and Amy Murray

Linda Murray removed her hand from the lace curtain, allowing it to fall back into place and turned to her sister who was knitting and watching soap operas. "I don't know why you watch such garbage, Amy. It's an abomination in the eyes of the Lord."

Amy looked over the rims of her bifocals and nodded. "Yes, so you've said, but you still can't show me where in the Bible it says watching television is a mortal sin. And until you do... "

"We have new neighbors."

"Yes, I saw the van yesterday. Have you found out all their dirty secrets yet?" Amy sighed. How could two sisters be so different one from the other? Linda had been quite the wildcat in her day, but when she found Jesus, that all went to hell in a handbasket. Literally. As for herself... well she wasn't ready to roll over and play dead yet.

"Always have smart remarks, don't you?" Linda retorted. "It looks like Howard Barnes escaped in the nick of time. That Jezebel from next door has just gone knocking."

Amy chuckled. Howard was probably kicking himself in the ass for missing out, but she let Linda have her illusions -- or was that delusions? "Why must you always see the worst in people, Linda? Having sex or being sexual is not wrong!"

Linda covered her ears and rushed into the kitchen. "Blasphemer!"

"That'll be me all right. By the way, I have a date on Friday."

"Hussy!"

She could hear her sister clanging around in the cupboards and sighed again. Looked like she wasn't going to get any of that lemon poppyseed loaf Linda had baked that morning after all. "Couldn't you just leave me a slice?" she taunted, knowing it would, within a few minutes, find its way across the street and give Linda a first hand shot at trying to get all the latest gossip.

"It's a housewarming gift," Linda said, brooking no argument as she checked her reflection in the mirror.

"Vanity is a sin, sis. Gotta watch those glass houses, you know?" Grinning as Linda muttered something under her breath that Amy thought was probably not very Christianly. "Well, have fun. Me, I'll just watch some porn or something to pass the time."

Linda harumphed. Her sister was always taunting her, tempting her, trying to turn her from the Path of Righteousness. How could two sisters be so very different, she wondered. Perhaps Amy had been adopted. A shame their parents were gone now or she would ask.

Satisfied that her hair was still neatly braided around her head, Linda Murray straightened her navy blue dress and picked up the cake she'd placed on a small enamelled tray. "I'll go introduce myself," she said. "Church tonight so I won't be long."

Amy nodded her head, once again engrossed in her soaps. "You ought to give up church. You've got no idea how much you miss when you're not around. I'll be here."

Deciding not to retort to the obvious bait Amy was throwing out, Linda let herself out the door and scurried across the street. Delores Murdoch was probably doing her best to tempt the poor innocent newcomer to Osage Road.

"Hello?" Linda cupped her hand around her eyes and peered through the screen door. "Hello!" she repeated, her hand on the handle as she strained to hear the conversation and considered just letting herself in just in case he hadn't heard her.

 

[Maid of Marvels]

Renee considers her options...

It had been a long time since she'd moved, but Renee remembered how exhausted she'd felt at the end of the day after unpacking and sorting and wondering where all the junk came from in the first place. A sit down dinner was probably the last thing on their minds and casseroles were far less intrusive when someone just wanted to relax. There would be plenty of time for meeting and greeting, she finally decided and one of the others was sure to think of food. Besides, this was supposed to be her day.

Renee kicked off her shoes and put the wine in the fridge to chill before carrying the movie and chocolates into the living room. She'd make her salad in a little while and the rest would be easy peasy. Oops! There it went again! She sighed, trying to resist that Italian guilt thing she had going sometimes. What if no one thought to bring something over for them? Okay, she chastised herself. Maybe she was just being a nosy biddy like Linda Murray. Then again...

No! Tonight was her night. She was going to eat and veg out in front of the television with a movie and... Renee squeezed her eyes shut and stamped her foot. It was still early. Maybe she could just whip up something quick for them and drop it off. She'd talk to the others about a barbecue or something after the kids were home.

Grabbing an apron and tying it around her waist, Renee stuck her head into the freezer and then the pantry. What to make... What to make... "Keep it simple, stupid," she muttered, knowing full well she probably would not. "How bout... " She strode purposely back to the freezer and pulled out a package of chicken breasts. All she had to do was boil these up, the rest would be like sleepwalking. "Chicken and Broccoli," she smiled. "Yup. That'll do."

Between her mother and her ex, she'd turned into a veritable Betty Crocker. Mother's fault for nagging her about not knowing how to cook "properly" and Jeff's fault for not keeping her in the bedroom where she belonged so that she'd resorted to reaching him "through his stomach" by loading up on cookbooks and taking classes whenever they were available. Anything to keep herself occupied and not preoccupied. Speaking of which...

Renee startled as the phone rang. "Hello?" She smiled, cradling the phone between her cheek and shoulder as she continued with what she was doing. It was Howard, her cross-the-street neighbor.

"So you met them?" she asked in response to him saying he'd visited. "Are they nice? I was just making something to send. I'll put on coffee. Why don't you come over and fill me in?"

 

[garajd]

Howard

Why don't you come over and fill me in?

How could I resist . . . having just had a pretty good glimpse of Renee's legs as she slid out of her car and reached back into the car to grab her bag of groceries . . . I wasn't about to miss an opportunity to get a closer look . . . and I hadn't seen her kids with her . . . maybe they are with their dad this week now that school was out . . .

"Thanks, I'll be right over" . . . hanging up the phone and walking out the door, not bothering to lock the house . . . everybody knows everyone here . . . so no need to get paranoid and lock up everytime I walk across the street . . .

As I walk up Renee's driveway, I see Linda Murray heading toward the new neighbor's . . . something in her hands, probably a fresh-baked pound cake or something . . . the neighborhood welcome wagon . . . now there's a pair . . . Linda and her sister . . .

Knocking on Renee's door . . . then walking on in, not waiting for her to come to the door . . . "Hi, Renee . . . it's me . . . " . . . walking on back to the kitchen as I hear you answer . . . a quick kiss on the cheek . . . after all we've been neighbors for years . . . "Just a little cream with my coffee" in answer to your unspoken question as you lift a mug to pour some fresh brew . . .

Settling into a kitchen chair, I can't help but notice how well your dress shows off your figure . . . just tight enough on top to accentuate your full breasts . . . flowing down over your hips . . . maybe a little fuller than when you got married and had kids . . . but still very very desirable . . .

As you bring our coffee to the table . . . I have to concentrate to focus on your face and what you are saying . . . rather than letting my eyes wander over your body . . .

I tell you about my brief conversation with Thornton, our new neighbor . . . we start talking about when we can plan a cook-out for the official "welcome" . . .

 

[BigDonGStone]

Thornton:

There is no doubt in my mind now. This minx looked directly at the rubber dick and is now looking at me like she would fuck me silly right here in front of my door.

"Well I'm not going to let a good thing go to waste", I think to myself.

My cocktip hurts as it is pressed awkwardly against my shorts. I feel like I've got an iron pipe in my shorts and all I want to do is get it into Delores as quickly as possible.

I push my shorts off of my hips and let them drop to the floor. When I step out from behind these boxes there will be no question in Delores' mind as to what I'd like.

Just as I start to move there is another knock at my front door.

"Fucking A", I think to myself. "It's like Grand Central Station around here".

I look over at the door and see a face peering in at me. I'm too annoyed to be shocked or to cover up.

"Yes. Can I help you?"

 

[It's... She!]

Linda Murray

Linda gasped, covering her mouth in shock as she looked her new neighbor up and down and down again. "Put something on," she said, opening the screen and walking in, all the while thanking the Lord that she had chosen this moment to come over. And not a moment too soon by the looks of things. It was more than obvious to her that she had saved the nice young man from adultery, plain and simple.

"Good afternoon, Mrs. Murdoch," she called out, righteousness dripping from the accent she'd place on Delores' marital status. "How is your husband? Such a nice young man," she added, looking pointedly at the newcomer to Osage Road. "Have you met him yet?"

Suddenly remembering her manners, Linda cast her eyes around the room looking for evidence of the poor man's clothing. Spying a pair of shorts, she bent over and picked them up, holding them out without meeting his eye. "I'm Linda Murray. From across the street. I've brought you a lemon poppyseed pound cake. Tea would go very nicely with it, yes."

Without further ado, she made her way brusquely into the kitchen with a sanctimonious sniff. "I'll just put water on to boil."

 

[BigDonGStone]

Thornton:

Talk about a deflating moment.

I was mentally kicking my ass for not closing, locking, bolting the door, and putting up a "Nobody's Home" sign. At the same time I was looking at this woman who had barged into the house uninvited.

Obviously she knew Delores, and obviously she didn't approve of what was happening but, hell, this is my house.

I knew that I looked stupid standing there naked from the waste down holding my shorts, but I had no intention of putting them back on. If this prude thought she'd shame me back into decency she had another thing coming.

I looked over at Delores. She didn't appear any too happy. I briefly wondered if anything like this had happened to her before. I knew it was a first for me.

Despite my initial shock over the situation, just looking at Delores made me hard again. I walked over to her. I noted her eyes never wavered from my crotch as I approached.

I walked over to her until my cocktip pressed against her belly. A small wet spot formed on her blouse.

"Maybe we should take a raincheck on this till a little later", I said with a wink. "I'm not really interested in an audience... at least not right now", I whispered. "If you could come back later I've got some things I'd REALLY like to show you."

I could hear the old biddy in the other room banging my pots and pans in a show of her presence.

I slid my hand under Delores' skirt and ran a finger through an extremely warm, extremely wet slit.

"No panties", I thought to myself. "I'm really going to like this neighborhood".

"Besides there's a thing or two I'd like to get a real close look at", I said as I curled a finger into her. "A real close look."

 

[LovelyOnes]

"I see plenty that I would like - what can you recommend?"


The words I had spoken had the desired effect. I could see the disbelief, then pleasure flicker in Thornton's eyes. He hesitated only a fraction of a second before I saw his movement that suggested that he had dropped the pants he was wearing.

He was about to step out from behind the boxes when I saw her and then heard her!! The holier than thou, frigid cow, Linda Murray from across the road. Damn, just when things were looking like they were going to get fun. But I did enjoy seeing the shock on her face when she realised Thornton had no pants on! I can't believe this woman - just storming on in without an invitation, obviously wanting to make sure she stopped whatever was about to happen. What was her problem? Oh that tone of voice that she used drove me nuts!!! Mrs Murdoch - what about your husband... if only she knew what my husband got up to.....

Thornton seemed frozen on the spot for a while - he just grabbed hold of the shorts that Linda threw at him and then watched with this blank look on his face as she walked into his house, blabbering on about the cake she had made.

For a few seconds I thought maybe we were just going to ignore her all together and continue with our introductions....

The look on Thornton's face changed, he looked at me and then started walking toward me, shorts in hand, his hard cock swaying in front of him - I couldn't take my eyes off it. He stopped just inches from me. His cock was just touching my belly, I felt the dampness of his precum on my shirt. He gave me a wink and suggested we postpone....then his hand slid up my thigh straight to my wet hot slit. He ran his finger along it then sent a shiver through me as he curled a finger inside me.

"OK - but soon", I said shakily as he wiggled his finger a little, then regrettably pulled it out of me. "Why don't you just come on over when you get rid of her - I'll be waiting out the back by the pool for you. She won't interrupt us there."

I walked into the kitchen where Linda had sliced two pieces of the cake and put out two coffee cups - she obviously didn't want me there. I picked up one of the pieces of cake - took a bite - screwed up my face and told her I thought it was a little dry! With that I turned around and walked back out to the front door. Giving Thornton a wink and his rear a little smack on the way past I headed back out the door.

 

[_Milky_Whites_]

Umm...did I click on the wrong damned board?

*looking around*

Nope...over there is the RP board. Yep, thats what I thought.

 

[BigDonGStone]

Thornton:

I watched Delores' delectable ass walk out my front door, and felt my face getting red with anger. My face wasn't the only thing red. I had a terrible case of "blueballs". My cock was still rock hard, the head a deep threatening purple.

I wasn't sure what to do. I'd heard Delores' needle about her cake, but I figured a second jab wouldn't have much effect.

I decided to hit home where it seemed to have the most effect.

I strode into the kitchen, my cock bouncing up and down with every step, and plopped into a kitchen chair. I noticed that, try as she might, Linda's eyes followed the bouncing head. I could tell she was angry, but hell, so was I.

I began to unabashedly stroke my cock in front of her.

"Now what is it you said you had for me to eat?" I said to her with a wink. "God forbid she takes me up on this", I thought to myself.

 

[LovelyOnes]

As I walked through the side gate around to the pool area I started to peel off my clothes. They suddenly felt very constrictive. I sure hoped Thornton could get rid of that stupid woman quickly. I was seriously horny now....

I decided to turn on the bubbles in the spa area of the pool and slid into the water. I lay my head back and my hands immediately went to my breasts, pinching and squeezing the already hard nipples. Before long one hand made it's way to my thigh and lightly stroked it, then my fingers ran lightly over my pussy....it was in desperate need now. I moved over a little, putting one leg up beside me, positioning myself so that my favourite little jet of water was aimed directly where I most needed it. Aaaahhhh that's better....

That crazy woman popped into my head again - just because she was so frigid didn't mean the rest of us couldn't have fun. Maybe she wasn't, maybe she was jealous, maybe she secretly wished she could be the centre of attention in a massive orgy. The picture in my mind was of Linda with one cock in her pussy, another in her ass and a couple fighting for her mouth, she was screaming in pleasure and begging for more...then my own breath started to come in pants and my legs started to quiver - where was Thornton....