1. The Neighbor Girl


    Date: 12/6/2023, Categories: Cheating Author: Trios 

    ... lips.

I pulled her hair into a ponytail to keep it away from her mouth. I again held her head as I pumped my hips, thrusting my cock to the back of her mouth, force-feeding her my skin sausage.

Lana's free pressed on my hip, bracing herself from the blows of my pelvis. I let go of Lana's head, giving her back control. She tilted her head deep, throating my cock. Her hands went to my ass cheeks, holding me as she plunged my dick down her gullet.

"Are you ready?" I asked her.

Lana nodded and picked up the pace making gurgling sounds as my cock came in and out of her throat.

"Oh my God," I gasped as I unloaded into her mouth.

She gulped my cum down as quickly as she could, but my load still spurted out the corner of her mouth. Lana pulled my cock out of her mouth, wiping my jizz off of her chin.

"Heart attack worthy?" Lana asked with her smile glowing up at me.

"Jeezus. You just blew my brains out," I replied, pulling up my shorts.

Lana grabbed the glass of bourbon, chugging it down. "I need to go," she said, getting off her knees. "You're out here most nights? Hmm, I'll have to remember that," as she disappeared into the darkness.

I slumped back down into my chair and finished my cigar, contemplating what she meant when she said that she'd have to remember that. I'd have to sleep on that.

The next morning, I woke up hard as a rock. I rolled my wife over for a quicky before I needed to go to work. I didn't even know if you could call it that. I ...
    ... worked from home as a Regional Manager. The going joke around the house was if my wife could file sexual harassment charges against me. My boss told her No.

All I could think about that day was staying up smoking a cigar with the neighbor girl. It was a slow day, and I took a long nap at my desk. My wife noticed how quiet I was at dinner and asked if I had a rough day.

"No, just dealing with some crap towards the end of the day," I told her.

"Was that before or after your nap," she smiled across the table.

"What nap?"

"The nap that made you snore so loud we heard you in the kitchen," she said.

"No. It was after that," I said, laughing cause she'd caught me napping again.

Later in the evening, after I was certain they'd fallen off to sleep, I grabbed a glass and bottle of bourbon and a couple of cigars. My wife knew the drill. I'd sit up for a couple of cigars and drink until I could sleep. She didn't care as long as I didn't get drunk or smoke around the kids. I never did.

I hadn't been there long before a shadow appeared, coming closer. I passed Lana a cigar and the lighter, but Lana held out her hand, saying, "Not tonight. That grumpy old fucker smelt it on me this morning. I'll take some bourbon, though. By the way, how did you sleep?"

"Pretty Good," I said. "How about you?"

"Great. After a hot bath, that is," Lana chuckled. "Remember, I share a room with my son."

She took the glass and slammed the shot I had poured. Handing me the glass to ...
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