A Neighborly Affair Part 5 - Sex Stories

A Neighborly Affair Part 5

... yet, can you picture having a menage a trois with Mrs. Collins and me? Mrs. Collins seems to be open-minded about that kind of stuff from the way she was talking. I asked her all kinds of questions that were pretty revealing and she didn't balk for a second. I bet she'd go for it. And then she'd be gone so it would be a one-time deal."

"So, I'm supposed to call Mrs. Collins and say, 'Hey, let's fuck. I like your tits.' Jesus, Sammie. What are you thinking?"

"No, no--not at all. Here's what I was thinking...." And I outlined my plan, which was pretty good if I do say so myself. I indicated to Sharon that Mrs. Collins and I had become close confidants since the death of my mother, and she trusted me implicitly, or so she indicated.

"Honest to God, Sharon. Lately, she has opened up to me about being lonely, not to mention sexually frustrated. I was shocked at just how frank she was with me, but it made me realize that she is just like all of us: she needs love and attention."

"This is just a bit hard to believe, Sammie. She is very attractive, but I was never serious about having an affair with her. I can't believe you thought that."

But I explained further how it might work. I would set up a night for Sharon and me to meet with her and have some drinks to socially lubricate everyone. Then we could jump into her spa and take it from there. If nothing happened, at least we had a nice evening and Mrs. Collins would appreciate our company. On paper, it was ...

... perfect.

"Listen, Sharon. I admit the hottest thing I can imagine is you and Mrs. Collins just doing some kissing and fondling, but even better, if I could participate, I'd be in heaven. Mrs. Collins once slipped and said something about being obsessed with large penises, so I thought if I could give her a glimpse of mime in the hot tub, it might get the action rolling."

"So, be honest, Sammie. You'd like to screw middle-aged Mrs. Collins. That's what this is all about?"

"No, no. You're getting the wrong idea. Sure, she's attractive if you like older women. I prefer nineteen-year-olds, by the way, but I just think the poor woman needs some excitement, and it seems like you think she's hot, so that is a natural connection. She is a wonderful lady, and I feel sorry for her. Honestly, I wouldn't mind joining in if the opportunity arose, but only if you didn't mind. This is a one-time adventure, and nothing is written in stone. Most likely, we'd just have some drinks and get a hot tub soak and nothing more. I just thought we could get the ball rolling and see where it ends up. What could it hurt?"

So even though she seemed skeptical, Sharon eventually accepted the idea that an evening with drinks and snacks would be okay, albeit with some serious reservations about my intent. Now I needed to convince Linda.

A couple of days after my anal conquest, I was to do a few end-of-the-season chores at her house. She found me in the garage and hugged me. After a few smooches, I jumped ...