Comforting the Neighbour

Literotic asexstories – Comforting the Neighbour by Jennyfew,Jennyfew
Alfred is my 61-year-old neighbor. I found the guy attractive; he was a hunky guy but not fat. He kept his garden neat and liked to work there himself since he did not trust gardeners. He was a heavy and tall guy but not obese. He owned a construction business and worked very hard.

His wife, Julia, passed away unexpectedly. I always had a fantasy of having sex with Alfred, but I did not want to cheat on my husband and disrespect Julia. However, after learning about my husband’s adventures and following Julia’s funeral, I thought it was a good opportunity to fulfill my fantasies.

A fantasy is one thing, but reality is different. I did not want to be too obvious while seducing him. I was generating different ideas, from a broken boiler and taking shower and letting him see me naked ‘by accident’ to a ‘show me your bedroom’ scene, but all of them looked lame.

I did not want to manipulate, so I came up with a simple idea that had an element of truth and a step-by-step plan. I wanted to confess to Alfred about my cheating husband and ask if Alfred had ever cheated because, frankly, I wanted to know if all men are cheaters or not. Also, I wanted to know if Alfred could perform…

As a woman, I often relied on emotions and sixth sense, but my work taught me to plan everything. So, the first thing was to gather information. Maybe Alfred is just a pig who cheated on his wife, and I would not be attracted to him anymore. That was what I wanted to find out first.

I texted Alfred that I would visit him for coffee at 11 a.m. on Thursday. My kids were at school, and I was working from home that day, so I could take a short coffee break, and Alfred had the day off.

I baked a banana cake and went to visit Alfred. I was wearing a short office dress with black pantyhose, which revealed my long legs. I sat next to him, and we had a conversation about how his life changed after Julia’s death. He sounded optimistic but, of course, he was still grieving. While we were talking he was breaking an eye contact by glancing at my long legs.

He asked how I was doing….

I said, “It could be better. You know, I recently learned that my husband cheated on me!”

He looked shocked. “Really? James? I can’t believe that!”

I sounded angry, “I have plenty of evidence. Somebody sent me videos of him–sex scenes. He has enemies. They want me to divorce him or make drama at home, but I keep quiet, pretending I don’t know.”

I cried a bit, and he hugged me and then let go.

I asked, “Alfred, have you ever cheated on your wife? Please be honest. I know many men do that.”

He said, “Frankly, my wife was controlling every step, and nothing happened because I work among men. I had no opportunities. But I had fantasies and dreams.”

I said, “We all have fantasies, but reality is different. You have been loyal; you are a true gentleman! What kind of fantasies do you have?”

He said, “Well, like having sex with my neighbour.”

Alfred added, “Well… I saw you naked by accident in your bathroom. The thing is, you do not cover your window.”

I said cheekily, “Damn, and you did not tell me.”

Alfred responded, “I don’t look every time. It happened only by accident.”

I said, “Yeah, right, by accident. How long have you been seeing this?”

Alfred answered, “Well, recently… you used to have roller blinds. What happened to them?”

And I remembered I had removed them and forgot to order new ones.

I asked, “So what did you see?”

Alfred said, “I saw your naked bum and boobs.”

I asked again, “Did you like them?”

Alfred replied, “Yes. And I like that you don’t shave down there.”

I said, “Well, I trim it.”

Alfred commented, “Ah yes, nice hairstyle. And that hourglass body… mmm amazing. How come your husband cheats on you? I have no words…”

My client called me, so I had to go back to work. That day, I went for my evening shower and wanted to catch Alfred watching me. He was watching from his garage window. The window is small, so I hadn’t noticed it before. Alfred spends a lot of time in his garage.

I continued taking showers without roller blinds, and Alfred kept looking. We were saying ‘hello’ to each other through our window. This did not make me feel uncomfortable, I liked to fool around and tease Allred. Am I an exhibitionist?

I gave him this view for a week and then texted him later, “I saw you were watching me, cheeky neighbour!” He texted back, “I was thinking about what kind of roller blinds would suit best. Transparent ones are the best! :)”

One night I made a decision to finally fuck Alfred.

My kids were sleeping in their rooms. James came home late after couple of drinks with his friends. I was in bedroom in bed watching a movie wearing my short nightgown. My husband pulled my panties off and I moved to a doggy-style position. I was still watching the movie while he was fucking me from behind but he finished very soon. I did not find sex with James pleasurable anymore. He put no efforts to satisfy me. He used to be a passionate cunnilingus lover but not anymore since he started cheating on me.

After sex, I put a napkin in between my legs to avoid leakage on the carpet and went to the bathroom. I used so called dripstick to clean my husband’s drunk, infertile semen out. Thank God this creature had a vasectomy I would not like to have more kids with him. I got pissed on James. Am I his sperm toilet? I wanted a proper sex and I am not a pump and dump whore!

The next day, Alfred texted me, “When are we going to meet again?”

I texted back, “Thursday at 11am? Ok?” He replied,”OK”

As I had a busy Thursday I wanted to go straight to business, I put a long home dress on my naked body, I arrived without cake this time, Alfred let me in and I went upstairs and found his bedroom, undressed, lay down on the bed and spread my legs apart. He was looking for me upstairs.

I shouted,” Come here!”

He came to his bedroom and could not believe what he was seeing. A naked neighbour was in his bedroom and ready for sex but as being a good man he did not waste any time.

He placed his head between my legs and started licking and stimulating my clit, later he was kissing my breasts and caressing my hips then he moved to the neck area and I helped him undressing. His fat cock was awake and luckily it was bigger than my husband’s. While I was sucking his cock He whispered, “Do you need a condom?”

I doubted for a moment as I was curious how the rubber feels, I had not been fucked with a condom for a long time so I said, “Yes”

He went to find a condom. After cock was wrapped up with a rubber he slowly thrust it in and started penetrating me and while he was fucking me I started rubbing my clit….But something was not right, although he was doing it right but the feeling was rubbery and that strange sound… I realised that it was condom’s fault.

I whispered, “Take the condom off but pull out before you cum!”

While his bare fat cock was penetrating my pussy, I felt the sensation 100 per cent, I was rubbing my clit and suddenly I felt a wave of orgasm throughout my body, I haven’t had an orgasm for a long time! I had tears of happiness in my eyes. Alfred kept going and his climax time finally came, he pulled out his cock and I finished him off with my mouth.

It was really good. Alfred’s tool reached spots in my vagina where my husband’s tool can not reach and stimulate. I realized that for a woman that had 3 vaginal births, a fat man’s sausage is needed in order to feel a proper intercourse.

I went back home to work. I was feeling a pleasurable tingling in my vagina the whole day. Probably it was the aftermath of the orgasm I had. I was emotionally satisfied as I took revenge on my husband.

I was looking forward for my next meeting with Allred. Thursday was the best day to meet for me and for Alfred as well. I was limited in time, I could afford only 30-40 minutes but it was enough for my Thursday’s orgasm.

I had an orgasm every time I had sex with Alfred, while he was penetrating me, I was rubbing my clit and achieving climax. It was a simple fuck and nothing kinky and we liked two positions only, doggy and missionary and of course we did oral to each other. Sometimes I had sex with my husband as well and it was not like with Alfred, the difference was like between day and night.

One day Alfred asked if somehow it is possible for him to ejaculate inside of me. It was a very naughty request from him, but as my husband cums in me without giving me orgasm I should not ignore man’s wishes who gives me a very pleasurable experience. I used to use so called calendar method where I track my ovulation and have a creampie sex after ovulation or have a sex soon after period but do not allow semen to enter my womb 5 days before ovulation or during ovulation. The method is not safe 100 % as it failed once, my third child is a proof of that, well it failed because we can not guess the exact day of ovulation and Jame’s seed entered my womb a few day after my period and it was still there when ovulation came and I assume it came too early. We had our third child and James decided to have a vasectomy after that.

But generally having sex after ovulation and before period is safe so I bought ovulation tests to track my ovulation.

I said to Alfred that he can ejaculate when my ovulation is over. That month I was tracking my ovulation and one Thursday I was ovulating and I had my late morning sex with Alfred.

When I came back home, I felt a thrill, it is the same feeling when gamblers feel when they gamble, a feeling of risk. Although he finished in my mouth I was asking myself what if his pre-cum has good swimmers as his bare cock was penetrating my very wet pussy. What if he impregnated me? Pulling out method is not safe! What have I done?

Another part of me was calling done, saying that the guy is old and his swimmers might be old.

Next Thursday my ovulation was already over so I told Alfred he can finish in my pussy. After pleasurable tea break with Alfred, I came back home and I was feeling the thrill and satisfaction, an exchange happened I gave Alfred a good orgasm and I did not fell that I am a sperm toilet like I feel after sex with James. Alfred truly deserved that as he meets my orgasmic needs and it is worth taking a risk.

Emotionally I became more stable, my husband no longer was annoying me, I knew he was still dating that student girl he hired as an intern. I had to admit that men like younger women so for Alfred I was a true gem. I liked the feeling of being desirable…

I like that fact that other man’s seed was in my pussy, my cheating husband deserved that. Alfred did it in my pussy again next time we had sex on Thursday. Alfed’s semen is thick and he does not cum a lot, so I wiped my crotch with a napkin only and I didn’t use a dripstick to take it out, I felt a leakage on my panties that Thursday evening before taking shower, it was my pussy juices mixed with his seed, seeing a white stain on my black panties made me horny so I played with myself.

My period came on Saturday and I remember the double excitement and satisfaction, I took a risk and I was not pregnant, I took a revenge on husband once again, I made the man that satisfies me happy.

But all good things come to the end. Sadly, Alfred had a stroke, was taken to hospital and later passed away. All this happened so fast and I was grieving… I lost a good lover. RIP