The Naughty Neighbor

“C’mon, Linds,” Brandon said, almost pleading. “We have the whole house to ourselves. A little skinny dip in the pool will keep us from being bored.” He stared at her blond head as she sat in the recliner, one leg draped over the arm as she thumbed through one of his parents’ magazines. Luckily, his parents were out for the weekend, giving Lindsey and him the entire house to themselves. However, he had yet to get Lindsey to make the most of their good fortune and was getting tired of sounding like a whiny kid. “It’s a beautiful day outside. We should go enjoy it.”

Lindsey rolled her eyes. “Brandon, getting naked in the pool with you making excuses to try and grope me the entire time is not really my idea of a relaxing afternoon.”

He sighed. “Linds, I’m sure we can make it a little more imaginative than that. Why not enjoy this time alone before my parents return home? We could be having sex all over this place.”

Lindsey slammed her magazine closed and dropped her arms to her lap. “No. Forget it. What you mean is that you’ll be getting off all over this house while leaving me unsatisfied and horny. I never realized that while you were in high school, all you ever did was jack off. I thought you had some inkling on how to satisfy a woman. Well, I’m not going to just lay there and take it, while you get what you want and I’m left yearning for my vibrator. No, thank you.” She snapped the magazine open again and started reading, essentially blowing him off, and not in the way he wanted. “Besides, we never know when you’re parents will pop back in even when they’re supposed to be gone for days. No. I don’t need your mom catching us with our pants down again.”

He stared at her a moment, hoping she would change her mind, but then he just gave up and left her alone. This was not how he expected married life to be. Lindsey had been so horny when they were first married, always wanting to fuck at the drop of a hat. Or their pants as the case may be. Yet, lately, she had just grown bored with it all and wouldn’t tell him why.

couch and left her sitting there. He’d enjoy the beautiful day outside by himself. There

her house from getting her mail. The forty-year-old woman had been an object of Brandon’s fantasies since he first learned how good jacking off felt. She had long, blond hair and the biggest breasts Brandon remembered seeing with a perfect ass she showed off with the tight pants and skirts she wore. His father always watched her whenever he was working outside, and Brandon couldn’t

directions and headed his way. He tried hard not to stare at her hips or tits as they swayed with her movement across the grass, but it was hard, and he had to do a little chant in his head. Stare at her eyes. Stare at her eyes. He felt his breathing

Brandon,” she said with a smile. “Enjoying the empty house?” Her smile shifted to a mischievous grin. “When I was your age, I’d relish the

having the kind of fun he had expected to be getting when his parents said they were leaving

him with narrowed eyes. “That didn’t sound like a good kind of quiet. Everything

Sex hasn’t exactly been a top priority. Of course, it hasn’t been a top priority for her since they left, either.” He shook