NEIGHBORS 17

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Author's Notes:  NEIGHBOR'S is second book of the Gold Club Series.  Book Two deals with
the seduction and recruitment of a respectable 40-something couple into the bisexual, anything
goes, Gold Club.  After a few short weeks of progressive debasement and debauchery, Jim and
Candice willing commit heretofore-unthinkable sexual acts. 
(MF, M+F, M+F+, Mf, MM, FF, MmF, oral, anal, exhib, interr, ws, mast, inc, preg, cons)


NEIGHBORS
By Art Martin
CHAPTER 17

MONDAY - WEEK THREE



I dreamed I was falling and then I awoke with a thud as I hit the floor.

"Damn it to hell!"

The bed stand lamp came on.  "You okay Honey?"

"Yeah, yeah, I think I'm alright."

"What's all the ruckus about?" Mike complained sleepily as he looked over Candice to see what
was on the floor.

I picked myself off the floor.

He said, "Oh, its you.  You know what time it is?"

Candice said,  "It's 5:15, almost time to get up."

He pulled her towards him, "Come here baby.  I got an early morning hard on that needs to be
taken care of."

She got on top of him and took his morning erection into her pussy, and then he rolled her over
on her back and starting screwing.  I stood and watched, as there was no room for me.  Mike
fucked her hard, not for her pleasure, but his and he quickly brought himself to satisfaction.  He
got up and said, "See ya'll later," as he left the room to return home.

I had a hard on too and Candice wanted it.  "Come on Jim, fuck me, fuck me please!"

"How do you want it baby?"

She was sprawling on the bed and she spread her coral colored pussy lips with her hands,
revealing the glistening pinkness of her inner sex.  "Just show me you love me!"

I never refuse an invitation like that, and I took her legs and pushed them forward so that when I
fucked her, I would fuck her as deep as I could.  I took my time as she still had half an hour
before she needed to get ready for work.  I lovingly fucked her for about five minutes and then I
went down to give her clit a tongue-lashing for five minutes or so before again running my
throbbing dick up her hot snatch again.  I found it easy to push her over the top and as she came I
came, adding my semen to the mix already there.

We got out of bed and showered together.  I paid particularly close attention to washing her
pussy and her anus and then I went down, spread her butt cheeks and tongued her ass. I didn't
find it offensive in the least and I passionately Frenched her bunghole as the warm spray of the
shower cascaded over us.  I came up and turned the shower off.  She took me in her arms and we
kissed.

"Hmmmm.  That was nice," she purred. 
 
"It felt good to me the other night, so I knew it would feel good to you."

"You'll have to do that more often Jim."

"I will Baby, I will."

"You know Jim, until this past week I didn't know you liked to have your butt toyed with so
much."

I was fingering her ass. "Before this week I didn't know I would like it so much either."

She patted my butt and said, "Enough! I've got to get ready for work."  She pulled away and
directed her attention towards the workday.  I went back to bed and finding plenty of room to
sprawl out, I took a nap until she was ready to go.  

I awoke when she kissed me, "Bye, honey!  Have a good day.  See you at the gym tonight?"

"Uh, yeah, I guess."

After my morning jog, the day went by slowly.  Gina was out of town so we couldn't have coffee
together.  I continued to call around Houston, trying to find an interesting deal. By late afternoon
the effects of SE-42 and Donk's elixir had me needing release. 

It was almost time to go to the gym when Tom Carraba called.  He wanted me to join him at the
Rockford Country Club for drinks and dinner and met couple of the prospective investors for my
drilling fund and could I come over right away.  I usually decline Tom's last minute invitations
as they never seem to pan out the way I need them to, but he had perhaps unwittingly, brought in
a cool half a million dollars last week.  I accepted and then regretted it immediately after I hung
up.  

I called Candice at work to tell her I wouldn't be at the gym, but she had already left for the day. 
I called the gym and left a message for her, I also requested that she call me.

I dressed and made it over to the club. Tom was in the stag bar having a drink and talking with
two men.  I recognized one of them as Fred Jacobs, someone I had talked to at length several
years ago.  The guy was a master of leading you on, but never committing.  I was about to turn
around and leave when Tom caught sight of me and waved me over to met his 'prospects'.  I
couldn't risk alienating Tom, so I was stuck.  Fred and I pretended we never met.  I was cordial
and at Tom's request I talked about the drilling fund, how well we've done and what was coming
up in the near future.  

Dinner was dreadfully slow, and Tom and Fred ran on and on about this and that.  I definitely
wanted to be somewhere else, mainly in the back room of the gym doing the nasty. 

I finally escaped just after 8 o'clock and made it to the gym at 8:30 PM.  The early evening
crowd was gone. I checked the back room and it was deserted.  I called home. No one was there. 
I figured Candice was in transit so I left her a message.  I changed clothes and went through my
new workout routine.   After I had finished, I checked the back room, still deserted, and headed
for home arriving at 9:30.  Candice wasn't home.  I checked for messages; Candice said she
hoped my dinner went well and that she was going out and would be home later.  I called Mike,
no answer. Damn!  My balls hurt and were in need of relief.  

I decided to watch some TV and then I remembered the videotape with Jack and Silvia.  I pulled
it from the file cabinet and popped it in the VCR, picking up where I left off with Jack fucking
Silvia.  There was a break and a new segment began, dated April 17, 1994, a closeup of Silvia's
pussy as she masturbated.  Next segment was of Silvia taking a shower, followed by several
segments of fucking, then a close up segment of Jack masturbating in which Silvia appeared and
licked up his cum, then more fuck scenes.  I was horny as hell and to relieve myself I jacked off,
something I hadn't done in weeks.  I was surprised, there was a noticeable increase in the amount
of semen I ejaculated, much more fluid than before.  Maybe there really was something to Doc's
formulation.  It was getting late and I fell asleep on the coach, waking at 5 AM when Candice
came home.  

"What time is it?  Five AM?  Shit!  Where have you been?"

"I fell asleep," she said.

"Fell asleep where?"

"Jamal's.  He invited me over to met his girlfriends."

"You should have called me and let me know where you were."

"I'm sorry, Babe.  I really didn't think you cared."

"What are you talking about?  Who said I don't care?"

"Well it's just that you pass me around to all your new friends like I was a whore or something."

Jesus, even with our new relationship I have to contend with Candice's 'logic'.  "I honestly don't
know where you come up with this crap!  You've been perfectly willing to pass yourself around
without my help."

"You're jealous!"

"No, you make no sense at all.  Last night you were thanking me for liberating you and you
invited two kids to come over to gangbang you.  You've been fucking every available stiff dick
since I came home last week!"

"You're angry with me.  It's okay if you go out with your friends, but it's not alright for me to go
out with my friends!"

"Friends?  Jamal?"

"Yes, you have a problem with that?"

"Aw shit!  Where are you coming from?  You spent the night with Jamal because you thought I
don't care?  I don't understand.  You should've called me."

"You've told me time and again not to call when you're out on business."

"Look, let's forget the whole thing.  You're home safe, that's what's important for now.  I love
you, Baby.  I care for you deeply.  Look, it's too late to get anymore sleep, go get ready for work
and I'll take you to Casa de Tia's for breakfast."

"That's alright, I think I'll catch a few more minutes of sleep."  She disappeared upstairs and
collapsed onto the bed.




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