Lonely Neighbors

[xxerikamariexx]

Erika had been married for three years now and she loved her husband. He made her happy but his work was beginning to take priority. Erika thought she was his priority, but as of late, it didn't feel like that. Her husband was a surgeon and worked long hours. Erika poured herself a glass of wine and sat down on her patio. It was their third anniversary and he was working, again. He didn't even send flowers this time. She looked into the next yard and saw her neighbor. She knew that his wife was a lawyer and was gone from home most of the time. She felt her eyes swell up with tears, knowing her husband forgot their anniversary. She wiped her eyes so her neighbor couldn't see them.

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[xxerikamariexx]

**bump**

 

[sml70]

John had just gotten back from shopping and was going to fix a special dinner for Charlotte. Then he got the text: "Working late. Will get dinner here." He sighed. This was happening so much lately.

John was a schoolteacher and had summers off, so it was especially hard for him when Charlotte worked long hours in the summer. And lately she'd come home late, and her mind was so distracted she wouldn't think about anything but work.

Guess I'll go out and mow the lawn, John thought. He rolled the mower out of the garage to the back yard and saw his gorgeous neighbor sitting on the patio. He thought how unpleasant the noise would be for her.

"Hi Erika," he said. "I was going to mow the lawn, but I can wait till you go in. Nice day to be out, isn't it?"

 

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"Hey John." She smiled over at her neighbor. For a man in his late thirties, he sure did look good. She had a feeling he worked out reguarly.

Erika knew he was married, as was she, but her husband was never around. And tonight was no exception. He was still working late even though he promised her he'd cut back.

'It's beautiful out today. If you want to mow, I can go inside. I don't want to bother you."

 

[sml70]

"Nah, the grass can wait," John smiled.

A limb had fallen near the property line, and John busied himself picking up sticks so he could talk to Erika.

"I can clean up from the storm. No need to make noice when you're out enjoying the peace and quiet."

One branch was a little heavy, so he decided to move it to the back of the yard to cut later. He strained to lift it, feeling his shoulders and legs tighten when he lifted it. John took care of his body, working out, and it felt good when he was able to use it.

He looked over at Erika. He could tell she took care of her body too. In fact, he enjoyed seeing her more than he should, being married and all. John ambled over towards her, pretending to pick up sticks.

"What's your husband up to? Working late?"

 

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"Ding. Ding. Ding. How did you guess?" She rolled her eyes a little. "You know, he promised me he'd cut back on his hours at work but he's still working late." I sighed heavily. My husband and I barely had any sex life anymore.

I found my eyes drifting over my neighbor's body. He was pretty ripped for a man almost 40.

"What about your wife? Working late again too?"

 

[sml70]

"Yea, pretty much the same story in my house," John gave her a wistful smile.

As he picked up a stick, he noticed her looking at him. For a moment he looked back, right into her eyes, and she didn't look away. As he watched her, he saw her take a breath and her breasts fill the skimpy halter she was wearing.

"Not exactly what I thought marriage would be like, but I guess I'll adapt. How do you think people do it, you know, stay married so long when it means being alone a lot?"

He watched her body to see how she'd react. This could be a touchy thing to talk about, but she seemed not to flinch. It was really nice to talk to Erika about this.

 

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Erika couldn't take her eyes off his body. She had seen him doing yard work a handful of times and he looked so good with his shirt off. He had strong muscles, a strong chest. He was married..she was married. But she liked to look. Why his wife left him alone so often she didn't understand.

"It's hard. Really hard. Like normal people we have needs, and when the people we love are away all the time, and when they're around they're too tired for anything else..it's frustrating." I tell my neighbor. I was just so sexually frustrated in my marriage. He could probably understand that.

 

[sml70]

John's heart jumped when he heard "we have needs." She didn't actually say exactly what she was talking about, so he thought he might play along and see where things went.

"Well, it's a good thing we have neighbors to take care of each others needs."

He watched her carefully, seeing sheepish smile. Then her arm move onto the chair rest, opening herself slightly to his gaze.

John set down his handful of sticks and went over and sat down at the table. Now close to her, he could see that her eyes had recently had tears in them. She had beautiful brown eyes, sun-washed skin, and dark-pink lips that curled into a delicate smile. Her hair was pulled back, but a few uncooperative strands spilled over her forehead.

Dusk was approaching, and the sun was low in their eyes. John saw a mosquito light on Erika's arm and reached to brush it off. Again he saw no resistance when he touched her.

"You know, Erika, the mosquitos will be out in force soon. Would you like to come over and sit on the screen porch?"

 

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Before John had come out, I had been crying. My husband had promised me to cut back on work but every night for the last three days I had gotten into a bed alone. And it wasn't just about the sex. Sure, I missed the sex a lot but I missed him being with me.

"Is there wine involved?" I laughed softly. I needed to get good and drunk to forget how much my heart was hurting.

John hid it well but I could tell he was hurting too. His wife was never around. That was a pure shame.

 

[sml70]

John had added a screen porch that opened onto the garden, with bird feeders and lots of flowers outside. There was a privacy curtain so the neighbors couldn't see in. Inside the room was a couch, several chairs, and a coffee table.

He led Erika to the couch and went to get wine.

"It's probably going to be Merlot. That may be all that's in the house."

He brought back the wine, filled her glass and then his, and sat down beside her. Then he turned to face her on the couch. He took a sizable sip of wine and then spoke to her.

"You know, Erika, that I've felt the same pain as you a thousand times. But I just haven't known you that long and didn't want to unload all of that. So, aside from enjoying your fine company, I am feeling the healing comforts of your presence."

"I love Charlotte, at least I think so. I've never really even imagined divorce or anything. But sometimes the loneliness just...." John didn't want to finish that thought. "What is it like for you?"

 

[xxerikamariexx]

We headed over to the screen porch. I took a seat, slipping off my flip flops so I could get comfortable. I took a sip of the wine, it tasted so very good in my mouth. I knew I'd have to get myself drunk when I got home because the pain was hurting my heart.

"You're not unloading on me, John, believe me. We're in the same place. I've never even thought about divorce either. It's just, it gets very tiring of going to bed alone every night. I miss that touch..that comfort, you know?" I say, maybe I was crossing a line but he was the only one who seemed to understand what I was going through.

 

[sml70]

John looked at Erika and saw in her eyes the same eager desire he felt in his. His heart began to race with fear. Everything he could think of to say seemed ridiculous.

"That's what I feel too." He may have said that or not. It didn't matter, she knew that's what he felt.

He looked at her, his eyes poring over her voluptuous, stunning body as if he could see through her clothes. And she didn't mind that, no, she wanted it, she needed it, it was the thing that she had craved during all those lonely nights. He knew that because he felt it too. So, now, there was nothing stopping him from anything, nothing except the ghastly fear he felt.

This was so dangerous. countless marriages had been destroyed in moments like this, but he believed and he knew she believed that this was the only thing to do, that whatever happened they must make the pain go away. It must be done. It must be done.

John reached out and took Erika's hand. A knifeblade of fear shot through him.

"This is really kinda scary, Erika. All I know to do is hold your hand. Is that a good thing?"

 

[xxerikamariexx]

She saw the pain in his eyes, the pain she felt almost every night that her husband blew her off. Either he had to close a busines deal or he had to finish up paperwork but he always chose his work over her.

She felt John's hand over hers. She closed her hand over his. He had a manly, yet soft touch. It felt so gentle. She felt a shiver run though her body. His simple touch was able to do that to her.

"It's more than a good thing." She whispered as she put her hand on his knee. Before she could say anything else, her hand was moving up high and higher until her hand rested on his thigh.

 

[sml70]

Erika seemed unafraid, as if she'd thought through this a million times and seen the outcome. "It's more than a good thing," she said, and that was so true. John took a deep breath, letting in emotions he thought he'd never feel again. He felt his cock stir as her delicate touch traced up toward it.

He had had no idea how she would respond to his hand on hers. He thought she might want just to cry for a while. He thought she might want to talk about her loneliness. Now he understood.

John looked at her face again, its breathtaking beauty. He reached a hand up and ran his fingers across her brow, brushing the hairs back that spilled over her forehead. Then he traced over her ear, all the way around and across her cheek, until his fingers rested gently on her mouth. For a moment, he just touched her there, feeling the passion trickle through his fingertips, up his arm, and into the depths of his soul.

 

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"John...if you're not comfortable with this, tell me to go.." I whisper, praying that he wouldn't turn me away. We needed each other, we were aching with loneliness. Our wedding vows be damned for now.

I let my hands brush against your belt, slowly opening it a little, giving you a chance to push my hands away. But I knew the further I got, the harder and harder it would be for me to stop. I knew we both needed each other and one night wouldn't hurt anyone.

 

[sml70]

John looked into Erika's eyes. "You know I need this as much as you do. For a long time I have."

He ran his hand down her cheek to her bare shoulder, tracing circles in the front, taking care not to tickle. Then he moved the flat of his hand to the tops of her breasts, cupping one, feeling the soft skin above where it spilled out and, through her clothes, the hardening nipple. He imagined he could feel her breast responding to his touch.

Then John leaned over, bringing his face aginst hers, touching her cheek with his, feeling the sensual contact of her skin against his. Then he slid his mouth around until it rested against hers, that beautiful mouth that he had studied so carefully, that he never in his life imagined he would kiss.

 

[xxerikamariexx]

Her nipple got suddenly hard at his touch. She hadn't been touched by a man in so very long so his simple touch was enough to harden her nipple. She felt his mouth meet hers and she never thought she could feel so much in a single kiss.

Erika never thought about divorcing her husband. She loved him and he loved her but she needed something else. She needed this contact that John needed too. They needed each other so much.

Erika knelt down between John's legs, unbuckling his belt, unzipping his pants before pushing them down. She pushed down his boxers too, taking out his hardened dick.

 

[sml70]

John gasped as his cock sprang free, popping up stiff and eager. He looked at her with breathless wonder. No woman had ever done this, gone for his cock so eagerly.

Then she slid off the couch, kneeling between his legs. His cock had never been so hard, he could feel it throbbing as her hand gripped.

"Oh, god, Erika..." that was all he could say. He just looked at her face there, his imagination running wild, wanting her in every way she wanted him.

 

[xxerikamariexx]

His jeans and boxers bunches down at his ankles. She knelt right between his legs as his cock finally sprang free. He was huge and hard.

"God John, you're huge." I smiled as my hands started to fondle your balls first. This was wrong, I knew. But I knew we both needed this. You needed a warm mouth on your dick and I was happy to do so.

 

[sml70]

John gasped again. It was just unbelievable. He felt her hands cup his balls. He saw her lips part and his cock slide into her mouth.

"Oh, Erika, yes, I have needed this so much." Tears welled in his eyes as he thought of the many times he'd wished Charlotte would do this. It felt so good to be wanted and touched sexually. Erika's mouth began bobbing up and down on him, her lips wrapped tightly around him.

"God, Erika, I've never felt anything this good."

 

[xxerikamariexx]

He was much bigger than her own husband and even her husband didn't let her suck him mouth. Erika wasted no time taking John completely in her mouth. She started to deep throat him, her head bobbing down and up in his lap at rapid speed. She had no intention of stopping until he came in her mouth.

Her fingers fondled his balls as she worked on his dick..deepthroating him harder and faster, going down on him over and over agian.

 

[sml70]

John felt delirious, his head spinning from pleasure he'd never before known. It just felt so, so, so good. It was just unbelievable what Erika was doing. She was driven, almost mad-seeming, to bring him pleasure.

Suddenly John felt his orgasm approaching. Surely she wouldn't, well, or would she.

"Erika, it's soo good. If you keep doing that, I'm going to cum. I just want you to know I'm close."

He waited to see if she would pull off of him.

 

[xxerikamariexx]

"Cum John. Cum right in my mouth." I whisper as I went down on his dick again, deep throating him. I cupped his balls in my hands, feeling they were full of cum. My mouth made slurping sounds as I took all of his glorious dick in my mouth.

 

[sml70]

Those words were like a trigger. Tears began to trickle down his cheek just as just as his loins braced for explosion. Cum John, Cum John. Her head bobbing. Her mouth clinched tight on him. Her hands cupping his balls. Cum John.

John squirmed, unable to control himself. Then that wave of blood rippled through his skin, the moment just before. Then his whole body inside coiled itself like a snake. Then...

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh...."

He shot into her. His cum, his desire, his frustration, his loneliness. She was taking it all from him. He was so grateful to this beautiful angel of mercy. He just watched, gasping for breath, his heart pounding. He watched her face, still eager for him, as he flooded her mouth with his seed.