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This is a work of erotic fiction. The subject is erotic in nature and
may not be to your liking. The author does not endorse the lifestyle
or acts that are described here. It is meant solely for the reader's
pleasure. If such literature turns you off, you are requested to stop
reading here. Please do not try these things at home. What may read as
exciting acts may be fatal to the participants if performed in real
life.
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The Neighbor's Wife

I was naked, my knees under me, my penis inside Neha's cunt. She was
also naked, her legs on either side of my torso, and her eyes staring
at me wide with lust. Sweat ran down in streams on my back stomach and
face. I was tired, but exhilarated, I had not had such sex for ages.
Let me rewind a bit.

We, my wife and me, had moved in to the apartment over a year ago.
Neha and Krish lived next door to us. They were a friendly couple and
soon the four of us were a gang. We virtually lived in each other's
houses. So much so that the women stopped cooking separate meals and
more often than not, both families ate together.

I enjoyed Krish's company and never really bothered about Neha, except
to look at her from time to time. She was hot. She had an hourglass
figure that she maintained with regular workouts. Krish and me left
the women alone most of the time and lived our own lives. We had our
games and our parties. It helped us enjoy more knowing that the wife
wasn't alone at home.

Things took a turn when I started walking in the mornings on my
doctors advise. Initially, Krish, my wife and Neha accompanied me on
the walks. But a couple of weeks into the regime both my wife and
Krish began to get irregular. Neha and me, however, kept it up. Neha
because she was used to it, and I because my doctor told me I would be
dead if I didn't.

The walks soon became conversations. I got to know Neha better. I also
got to see a lot more of her. It is easier to make out a woman's
figure when her sweat-drenched t-shirt is clinging to her body.
Helping each other with our ab crunches and other exercises let me
have good, long looks at her. Soon the conversations began to get
intimate and at times racy.

So that was how, one Sunday afternoon, when my wife was at her
parent's place, Krish was out of town on business that Neha and me
found ourselves having lunch at her apartment. It had started
innocently enough. She had stopped by in the morning and asked what I
was doing for lunch. I told her that I hadn't decided. So she told me
that she was preparing one of my favorite dishes, and asked me to go
over.

It was noon when I went over to her place. She was dressed in a red
t-shirt, one of my favorites. I had told her that I liked her in it,
since it was just the right size for her and hugged her body
beautifully. She was also wearing shorts, and for the first time I got
a glimpse of her fabulous thighs. Many a time, as I held her feet to
help her do her ab crunches, I had wondered about those thighs.

"Stop staring", she told me with a naughty smile.

"Can't help it. You could go and put on something less exciting", I suggested.

"Do you want me to?"

"Do I look like an idiot?"

She laughed a laugh filled with naughtiness and got me a glass of
Thums Up. We sat at opposite ends of the couch and sipped our drinks
in silence. It was an awkward situation. Usually our racy dialogs took
place when working out. There was always something to break the sexual
tension. But today there was nothing. A silence filled the gap, as the
two of us desperately searched for topics to fill the silence with.

"I'll check on the food", she said and went into the kitchen.

I heard her moving and furtively adjusted my, now engorged, penis
inside my underwear.

"Lunch will be ready soon", she told me as she came back and sat down
on the couch.

"Cool", I told her.

The silence returned.

"Can I ask you something?" she started

"Sure"

"It's a bit awkward, okay?"

"Sure"

"Do you think my boobs are too big?"

"What?"

"Sorry"

"For what?"

"I shouldn't have asked you that."

"Why not?"

"I don't know it is just so awkward."

"So do you want a reply or not?"

"Yeah, I'd like a reply", she said softly, shyly.

"I think you have wonderful boobs. They are bigger than normal, but
they fit nicely on you. To be honest, they draw attention, without
being 'in your face'. You get what I mean?"

"Hmmm. I think so. But I kind of always felt they were too big", she
cupped her left palm under her left breast and held it as she said
this.

My penis begged for relief. It needed space to jerk about and show its
admiration.

My mind was in a whirl. Her actions looked like an invitation. I
desperately wanted it to be an invitation. But how could I be sure?

I decided to risk it all on a single throw of the dice. I leaned
forward and cupped the other breast, squeezing it gently.

I looked her straight in the eye and said, "Believe me, you have
wonderful breasts. Any man would give his right arm to be doing what I
am just doing."

"Really?"

"Really"

She smiled and stood up, "Enough. Let me check on the food."

I watched her walk into the kitchen in a daze. I had actually touched
those breasts. I got up and went to the kitchen. I stood at the
doorway, leaning on the wall and watching her.

She turned her head, and smiled.

"What?' she asked me.

"Just watching you."

"What's there to watch? You have seen me a hundred times by now."

"Never in the kitchen"

"So, do you like what you see?"

"Most definitely"

She placed the lid on the dish and turned around.

"Another 10 minutes should do it, I think", she said. She was walking
towards me, clearly wanting to leave the kitchen. I stood my ground.
We were face-to-face.

I put my arms around her and pulled her to me. She did not resist.

When our lips met, she let out a groan, which sounded more like a
statement of relief. Like as if some pressure had been let off. My
hands wandered to where her t-shirt ended, they slipped under the
t-shirt and felt her warm skin. I pushed the t-shirt higher, until I
felt her bra strap. I reached around her and unhooked it.

"We should stop", she said breathlessly.

"Do you want to?"

"No. No. I don't want to. But this is wrong. We should stop."

My brain had been screaming the same thing. I let her go. The
expression on her faced showed disappointment. I was disappointed too.

I began to move away.

She held the front of my shirt, "One more kiss. Please?"

I didn't need another invitation. I pulled her to me and our lips met
again. As we kissed I debated whether I should go under her t-shirt
again. The kiss just went on and on. My hands found their way under
the t-shirt and roamed her back. I pushed the t-shirt higher, her
breasts were out now. I broke the kiss. Stepped back, without letting
her go, and admired her breasts. They looked so delicious, I just had
to taste them. I bent forward and took a nipple in to my mouth and
began to suck.

"Oh God! Don't stop", she cried. Her voice was husky, filled with lust.

I needed her now. There was no way I was letting her go. I switched
off the gas cooker and led her into the bedroom. She followed me
without protest.

I pulled the t-shirt over her head, and held her breasts.

"They really are beautiful", I told her before I resumed sucking on her nipple.

As I sucked her nipple, I undid her shorts and helped her take them
off. I put my hand between her thighs. She parted them, allowing me to
reach into the tuft of hair and her vagina. My fingers spread her
wetness around as they played inside her cunt.

I lay her back on the bed gently. Her gaze never left mine. Her legs
spread, as if on their own. She waited.

I took of my clothes and got on the bed. I sat down in a kneeling
position, with my feet under me. I grabbed her thighs and pulled her
towards me. She lifted herself on her elbows and moved her cunt
towards my rock-hard penis. I slid in easily and we began to move back
and forth, towards and away from each other.

I watched her breasts juggle with the movement. Her long hair was
spread out behind her head, forming a halo around her.

We fucked in silence. There was nothing to say.

"Cumming", she told me.

I raised her butt a bit so my penis rubbed the right spots for her.

"Move slowly", she told me.

I did as she asked.

Small grunts of "Ah" was her only indication, as she had her orgasm.

Her body went loose, and I resumed fucking her.

She reached forward, pinching the skin just above her cunt.

Vocally she inhaled and exhaled, as she pinched her way to another
orgasm. As I neared mine, my body tensed up.

"Outside", she warned me.

I nodded and continued to fuck her. When I could no longer hold it
back, I let my penis slip out of her. I grabbed it in my palm and shot
my load over her stomach. I pumped and pumped, I had never cum like
that before. I was still hard, and turned on.

I got off my knees and slid into her in a missionary position.

We kissed. Our tongues darting in and out of each other's mouth. I
increased my tempo. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the ride.

I pushed harder and deeper into her. She opened her thighs out and
held her legs in the air, allowing me to go all the way into her.

"Oh yes", she called out in an animal voice.

We were now thrashing against each other.

I pulled out of her, and jerked my penis to an ejaculation. Her
fingers played furiously on her cunt as she had her orgasm.

Our breathing was the only sound in the room. There was nothing to say.

She rolled off and sat at the edge of the bed. I joined her there.

"It was wonderful, thank you", she said.

"I enjoyed it too", I told her.

"Want to take a bath before eating?"

"Sure"

We had a shower together, exploring each other.

Lunch was a quiet affair. So was my customary post-lunch smoke.

"I better leave", I told her after the smoke.

She nodded.

At the door, she put her hand on my shoulder.

"Will you come for dinner?"

"Yes"

"Stay the night?"

"Yes"

"Kiss me?"

We kissed, then I took her right back to bed.
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