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NEIGHBORS

By Tina Moreno

It was a sad morning when our next-door neighbors, and friends for over 6 years, finished loading the moving van and pulled out of the driveway. We all waved goodbye and promised to stay in touch. 

But our lives were about to take a different turn, as the new owners that bought the house moved in a week later. We introduced ourselves to the out of town couple and arranged cocktails as a house warming get together. Right away I noticed him checking me out and my husband was trying hard not to drool over his petite red headed wife. He was tall and good-looking. Later that week over drinks we got to know them a little better. 

They seemed very pleasant and outgoing. We had a great time warming up to each other, joking and laughing. My husband has a habit of telling ribald jokes after he gets buzzed. They usually embarrassed me, especially in front of in-laws, but Linda and Mike were in stitches. Near the end of the night, Linda and I were in the kitchen together. She began to drop some hints that they sometimes swing with other couples. I didn't know what to say, so I laughed nervously and we dropped the subject. 

The next day I mentioned it to my husband and his eyes lit up. Of course that would be his reaction; he's a man. We both laughed and he went to work. Our relationship was very good. But in the sex department, after 10 years, it was maybe not as exciting as it use to be. 

That afternoon as I slipped into a hot bath, a strange sensation came over me. It was an erotic flash that I had never felt before. As I lay there almost dreaming, I imagined kissing Linda, and fondling her round breast. I had never even thought of such a thing. I'm a modern and open-minded woman, and I realize that two women together is every man's fantasy, but it was never mine. Once in college, at a party I kissed a girl. We were both drunk and everyone thought it was funny. But I must confess, I did find it mildly titillating. Underneath the bubble bath I stroked myself into several orgasms thinking of Mike and especially Linda. As we got into bed that night I mentioned to my husband that maybe playing around with Linda and Mike might not be a bad idea. We talked about it for a while, and we both started to get very aroused. We then had a very passionate, strong and urgent lovemaking session. The best sex we've had in a long while. 

So it seemed that the stage was set. But could we really go through with it? Several weeks had passed and Linda called to invite us to out to try a new bistro that had just opened. Saturday night arrived and we all headed to the restaurant in taxi. We did not want to drink and drive, and this way we could enjoy the night with out worry. 

The evening was enjoyable, the food was wonderful and the excellent wine list kept us drinking through several bottles. We all seemed to be mildly flirting with each other, as if we all knew something was going on. As we got in the cab Mike gave directions to their house, and asked us over for a nightcap. Inside the house Mike turned on the fireplace and made us a round of brandies.

The brandy hit the spot, and soon we all snuggled up on the rug in front of the fire. Mike and Linda began kissing each other and my husband and I did the same. The room was dark cozy, and the warmth of the brandy and the flickering fire surrounded us. By the sounds we were all making it was obvious that heavy petting was going on. We all moved a little closer without saying anything. It was very exciting, anticipating would happen next. 

Then out of the clear blue, Linda rolled over next to me and touched my face softly. I knew it. I knew she had the hots for me. My husband Marty was on the other side of me, so I moved closer in Linda's direction until we were face to face. I could smell the sweet brandy on her breath. I broke out in a cold sweat as chills ran down my spine. She held my face softly and put her lips on mine. Her open mouth was inviting. I kissed her back without reserve, swirling my tongue around in her precious mouth. God it was intoxicating, I felt like I could not breath, but we remained locked in a deep soulful kiss. I felt her hand sliding under my blouse, as we broke away breathless from our kiss. I snuggled my face under her chin and lightly started to kiss and bite her neck. We were getting hot now. Excitedly I moved my hand to her jeans and rubbed her mound. I fumbled with her fly. It opened and I reached in. I felt her silk panties and the hair underneath as she opened her legs for me. Then I cupped my hand around her soft dampness and moved my fingers everywhere. 

She was kissing me deeply now, as if to let me know that what I was doing was working. My mind was spinning out of control as I lost all traces of reality. It was unbelievable touching her burning womanhood. Mine was the only one I had ever felt. And to be able to feel soft breasts other than my own was the most indescribable sensation. I nuzzled into her bosom and kissed them with my eager mouth. I felt as though I was gushing as orgasm after orgasm sent shock waves through my legs. And she had not even touched my yearning place yet. Somehow our clothes peeled off and we were both naked on the floor. She moved down my belly kissing me all over as she went. I just lay there ready for her, knowing that she had done this before. She stroked the inside of my thighs with both hands and began kissing between my legs. I felt her warm tongue lightly lapping in just the right places. At my urging she danced her tongue over my swollen hood and into my waiting special place. I reached down and grabbed her long red hair and pulled her deeper inside of me. 

After a while, that seemed like hours, I was awakened from my blissful state as she slowly pulled away from me. She rolled over towards my husband Marty. I had been totally unaware of Marty and Mike up to that point. But I'm sure they enjoyed every second of Linda and I making love in our total abandon. I opened my eyes and saw her on top of Marty swaying back and forth. He was lying there, like I had been, moaning deeply. 

It was then that Linda's husband Mike began to slowly mount me. He was a lot larger, physically than my husband. At this point I was so ready to be filled, that I could have taken on a lumberjack. He started slow and steady, obviously enjoying my company. I puckered my lips on his nipples and he swiftly picked up the pace. I could hear Marty and Linda beside me panting in unison. I turned my head to watch them. 

There was my husband of 10 years making love with another woman. The same woman who had just moments before, given me the most earth shattering climaxes of my life. It was a wonderful and enlightening scene. I suddenly felt so much love for my husband as I watched him enjoying himself. But Mike was not done yet; he turned me over with renewed vigor. Now I was the one totally enjoying myself, all over again and again. My face pressed against the rug and tears of joy came to my eyes. 

An eternity later, with the glow of the fireplace lighting our contented faces, we all laid there, exhausted and floating away on our own personal clouds. Linda joined Mike and I curled up next to my husband. We held each other with a closeness seldom felt. As if we were both silently saying: it's ok, I still love you.