The Sexcapades of Aurora & Dylan - Chapter 1 - Sex Stories

The Sexcapades of Aurora & Dylan - Chapter 1

... contact with my wife. I headed back inside to my wife's teases, "making out with the neighbor again?" I laughed it off, thinking to myself how I was wishing for that very thing. My wife and I had grown apart in our relationship over the last few years, and it had become stagnant. I have always been faithful to my wife. We married young at 19, right out of high school. We grew up together, and she was the only woman I had ever been with since we had been together. Sure I often fantasized about other women, especially the house full of attractive women across the street, but never acted out on my fantasies or cheated. But the lack of sexual attention over the past few years, and my suspicion of her having an affair, was starting to open my eyes to the possibility. The sex between us was never much to brag about and was now non existent. ......After dinner that night, I cleared the table. Often looking out the front window to see if Dylan had showed up. The thought of her sexy body and puffy nipples through her shirt, danced in my head. No car in the street, but she may have parked in the garage. Once the table was cleared, I thanked my wife by pushing up against her from behind. This use to drive her crazy as she felt my cock pushed into the small of her back, just above her ass. My hands reached around and rested low on her pelvis as I kisses her neck from behind. I whispered "thank you for dinner" in her ear. Not like she use to be where she would push her ass out into me, ...

... she simply said "your welcome" before pulling away. Her mind was obviously on something else, maybe even someone else. Frustrated, I grab the keys to the neighbors house and yelled out about going to feed the dog and put it in for the night. The house is dark when I enter. I walked through the house looking for the aggressive little ankle bitter. The sound of the food in the bowl brought her out of hiding though. The house was immaculate like it usually was, more like a model home than a residence. Dave was a neat freak. Everything had its place. I found myself walking through the house as the dog ate, before putting her in the garage for that night. The door to the master bedroom was open, and very unlike me, I wandered in looking around. The bed was made, but one thing caught my eye. Daves OCD meter would have redlined. The bedside drawer was open a few inches and I couldn't help but to look inside. Sitting there in plain sight was a pair of thong panties. I have always had a bit of a panty fetish that became common knowledge a few years back at a party there when we had all been drinking. I had been teased about it ever since. I pick the panties up, running the thin transparent fabric in my fingers. The thin string of fabric was damp. I found myself breathing in the sweet sent of Shelby's pussy. I suspected that she may have wanted me to find them. My cock buldged, constricted by my jeans. Looking back down in the drawer I found pay dirt. A eligant dildo vibrator laying ...