Toys for Two - Sex Stories

Toys for Two

Heather and I were married, not to each other mind you. Heather and Grant were neighbors to Terry and I, and we got together often. Not 'that' kind of get together, just evenings together playing board games, watching movies or just visiting. Heather was the sexiest woman I knew. Some women are nice to look at, but a few women rouse primal lust in men, Heather was one. My wife Terry is good looking, but Heather was more than just attractive. The way she carried herself when she walked, how she laughed, her facial expressions, all exuded sexuality and I constantly fantasized about her. About a year ago, Grant announced he was getting a promotion at work, so we had them over for a little celebration. We bought some champagne and made a big dinner for them. As we ate and drank, the champagne soon ran out and we switched to harder drinks. Grant told us he was going to have to be out of town about one week a month with his new position. His first trip would be the week after next. "How do you feel about being left alone while Grant is away?" Terry asked Heather. "I don't know, I'll have to find something to keep me busy I guess.” 'I could definitely keep you busy,' ran through my mind as I once again envisioned Heather and I in the throws of passion. "Brent? Earth to Brent!" came through the fog. "Did you hear me?" Terry asked. "Oh, uh, sorry, daydreaming," I replied. "Grant was saying that Heather may need your help with the lawn and stuff when he is away. You'll help won't ...

... you?" "Oh, sure." "It's just that I hate using that riding mower,” Heather said. "I'll tell you what,” I suggested, “if I can use your riding mower to cut my lawn, I'll do yours too." "Deal!" Grant answered, "While I'm away, if you need use of anything of mine, help yourself.” 'If only...' I thought subtly leering at Heather as I continued my fantasy. I never thought about the lawn again until about two weeks later. On a Tuesday evening after dinner, as my wife was leaving for her night shift, she mentioned that I should get the lawns cut. "You promised Grant and Heather you'd cut theirs as well," she added as she stepped out. I got changed into some shorts and a T-shirt and headed over to Heather's to borrow the riding lawn mower. I was looking forward to seeing Heather again, but had no idea how this evening was going to turn out. As I stepped up to the back door, I straightened my shirt and pressed the doorbell. "Who is it?" Heather called from inside. "Brent" I answered. "Oh, c'mon in Brent. I'll be right there.” I opened the door and stepped inside. I could smell the scent of Heather's perfume and although I'd been in this house many times, I realized it has always been the four of us. It was never just Heather and I alone. Heather appeared down the hallway and as always she looked delicious. "Sorry, I was just putting in some laundry. Excuse the way I look, these are my exercise clothes. I was just about to get in a little work out.” "You look great. Where do you work out?" ...