Linda was caught quite off guard, she wasn’t dressed appropriately and she hardly knew her neighbor. He and his new wife had moved into the house next door only recently. Linda stood there not knowing what to do or say. She started to refuse the invitation, “Thanks, but I’m not dressed properly…”
Robert cut her off… “Oh come on. You just have to walk a few steps, it’s not like you’re parading yourself all over town. Come on!” He turned and started walking away not expecting but hoping for her to follow. Linda didn’t want to seem ungrateful or not neighborly; somewhat confused and not knowing why, she followed Robert. He looked back and smiled when he saw that Linda was a few steps behind, scantily clad. Robert welcomed Linda into his home and they walked over to his kitchen. He grabbed a couple of cups and handed one to Linda urging her to make herself at home. He wanted to see her move about while he eyed her body.
Robert could hear Linda talking but he paid little attention to what she said; her body was such a distraction. How lucky was he that she opted for no bra this morning. His cock was rock solid. He wanted to fuck her. He was picturing himself between her mommy legs and he could hear her begging for more, “Fuck me Robert. Oh yes, Robert, Robert, Robert!” Linda noticed he was in a trance and she was calling out to him. Robert snapped back and apologized. He told her he was momentarily distracted and his gaze went straight to her bra-less tits. The material of her pajama top was thin and her nipples were discernible. She caught his gaze and felt uneasy.
Robert suggested that they sit at the breakfast bar rather than the kitchen table and Linda seated herself on one tall stool. Robert sat across the bar from her. She quickly drank her coffee and started to excuse herself. He had to think of something quickly. Just then the phone rang. Linda was going to take this opportunity to head out but Robert told the caller to hang on, put his hand over the receiver, and mouthed to Linda to please wait a moment. Linda couldn’t be rude, so she nodded okay.
Robert took the conversation to the living room and a few minutes later he came back to the kitchen and apologized profusely to Linda and pleaded with her not to leave yet. In his hand was a bottle of rum. He held it up and said, “A little rum in our coffee will make everything better and I’m not taking no for an answer.” He poured each of them another cup of coffee.
Twenty minutes and two cups of rum-laced coffee later, the two neighbors were in stitches. Robert was being very animated and Linda enjoyed the attention. Lately her life had become somewhat monotonous; her kids took up most of her time and her only social contacts were mothers of her kids’ friends, most of them exceedingly boring. She felt much like a chauffeur rather than a mom and wife. Her husband treated her more like a maid than a wife and their sex life, well… what sex life? He hadn’t touched her in months. Quite frankly she liked it that way since he was such a slob; yet she missed the intimacy of sex.
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