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Valerie Finally Visits

... fair enough?”

Valerie smiled and lowered her head a little, and, for the second time that morning, she blushed a little.

“Well,” she began, “over the past year or so, I have noticed that on Friday nights, you guys will have a few people over, but we never hear any loud music. It just seemed a little odd that it was so quiet, and I was wondering...well...I was wondering ...” Her voice trailed off. I could tell she was feeling like she was overstepping her boundaries and being a truly nosy neighbor.

“I see,” I said. “I assume that your husband also noticed?”

Valerie just nodded her head.

“Valerie, I do not mind answering because you and Trey have always been great neighbors. Vicki and I often thought about inviting you two over on a Friday night with everyone else, but we did not know if you would like it or not.”

Hearing this news caused Valerie to perk up a little. “Didn't know if we would likewhat,” she asked.

I cleared my throat. “Well...you see...Vicki and I have formed a sort of a social club.”

“A social club,” Valerie asked. “You guys don't do any drugs or anything, do you?”

“Oh, no, no,” I answered quickly. “Occasionally, someone may smoke some pot, but no drugs of any kind. Most of us do enjoy some wine or beer, though.”

“Then...what do you mean by 'social club',” Valerie asked.

“Well, we often become quite passionate with our friends,” I stammered as I struggled to find the right words. “Tell me, Valerie, do you know what ...

... 'swingers' are?”

Valerie furrowed her brow as she began thinking, and then her face lit and she raised her head. “You mean....it's a sex party?”

All I did was smile. I watched Valerie closely as she began to process that information. Finally, I asked, “Are we still friends?”

“Of course we are,” Valerie replied.

“Does nudity bother you, Valerie?”

“Not really,” she answered.

I stood up slowly and asked, “Would you mind if I got comfortable?”

Valerie looked up. Her beautiful brown eyes widened. She sat there, staring at me in total silence. Since she never looked away (in fact, I don't think she even blinked), I took that as a “yes.”

I pulled my t-shirt up and over my head, my chest and stomach were now fully exposed. Valerie remained silent as she sat in her seat and watched.

I reached down to my waist, unbuckled my belt, and unbuttoned my jeans. “This is your last chance, Valerie. Unless you say something, I am going to finish getting comfortable.”

I paused for a moment to see if she would respond. I took her silence and her continued stare as permission to continue. My jeans fell to the floor, and my cock sprang forward like an Olympic diving board. Valerie's eyes widened even further as she fixed her gaze on my throbbing cock.

I grabbed my cock and began stroking myself as I slowly began walking toward her. “Feel free to get comfortable if you like, Valerie.”

Valerie remained motionless and kept her eyes glued to my cock as I drew closer to her. ...