My next-door neighbor is one sexy guy. I know he’s gotten a few peeks of me in the pool outback. Although he has a decent-looking wife, I know it’s time to trade-in for a hotter, younger model. I am so intrigued by him and love to watch him take his peeks at me. I like knowing I’m tempting him, and I’m sure he has plenty of naughty neighbor phone sex, and I’m the main character in his fantasies.
One day I push the envelop a little more. I was out all night dancing with friends, and I see he’s out. I purposely tell him I’m locked out of the house and have him help me. In reality, I want him alone and away from his wife. He comments on my outfit and if I had a long night out. I tell him I did but didn’t get what I wanted. I am honest with him and blurt out what I really am craving is a rock-hard cock.
I see his eyes widen, and I open the door with my keys. At this point, he realizes I lured him in on pretenses, but I’m sure he didn’t mind because he fucked my brains out that whole day.