I was almost a hundred percent sure that the young married man in the flat opposite ours was attracted to me.
David always found reasons to speak to me whenever we crossed paths. Sometimes, if he gets the chance, he would try to make jokes and strike up conversations. Mostly, I ignored him.
I might be an adulterous wife but I was not stupid. It would be completely idiotic to fuck the guy next door, especially considering the fact that he was married. This gives many opportunities to get caught or for shit to get complicated. David was attractive and nice enough but I kept my distance.
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Things stayed that way until one Sunday evening. A 'friend' of mine had dropped me off after picking me up from a cousin's get-together I attended. Michael, my husband, had taken the car to a work event so I had to find my own ride to the venue. I wanted to make things easier on my way back so I called the friend.
He was happy to pick me up and drop me off. He lived close by and I sometimes visited his office for quickies. As he parked in front of my home, he pulled me in and kissed me deeply, his hand quickly slipping underneath my skirt where he groped at my pussy.
I let him do this for a couple of minutes, as a 'thank you.' His finger was squeezing roughly into my pussy and I soon began to moan in his mouth. Remembering where I was, I pushed against him and he let go.
I was in the process of opening my door when David came up the stairs behind me.
"Hello, Abby. How was your day? " He asked.
I spared him a quick glance. "Fine, thanks," I mumbled as I opened the door.
"I imagine so. Your friend was certainly eager to spend time with you." My head whipped around in shocked to see a smug smile on David's face.
"What are you talking about?"
"Oh, don't act like you don't know. I was coming home when I saw you enjoying a special time in a car with a man that is not your husband."
I looked at him, trying to figure out how much he knew. "You don't know what you are talking about," I said, faking a sense of bravado as I walked inside.
Throughout that week, I worried about what David must have seen and how to handle things. I chose to face him head on when I got the chance.
One night, at about 9pm, I left my house to retrieve the clothes I had spread earlier. I had forgotten about them until late and I did not want to risk it being soaked with rain by morning. I was walking down the stairs when I saw David.
"Abby Abby, the hottest wife on this block," he said, in an attempt to hail me.
"Hi, David. We need to talk actually," I said, taking the opportunity.
"Yes we do," As he spoke, he came even closer to me and rest his hands on my waist. "You have a reputation to protect. I can help you while also showing you a good time."
"What are you...?" I started to say but his lips soon met mine. His mouth on me was gentle and I quickly got aroused. So much so that my nipples began to almost pierce through my cotton night shirt and poke his chest. His hands went downwards and settled on the waistband of my pajamas.
I moaned quietly, finding it difficult to believe this was happening. My husband and David's wife were only a few feet away and we were about to fuck. I considered pushing him off and stopping things before they went too far but he slipped his hand into my trousers and found my naked pussy. His strokes were gentle as he fingered me until my juice was dripping.
I knew we did not have much time so I quickly yanked down my trousers and turned around. He brought his hands around and used them to cover my breasts, stroking my nipples as he did. I shoved my ass backward against his groin, urging him to hurry. Finally, he let go of my breasts and unzipped his trousers.
I felt him guide his cock into me where I swallowed him immediately. We began to fuck desperately on that stairwell. I did not get the chance to see his dick but the way it filled me was amazing. I tightened my pussy around him, gently gyrating my hips until I came, quaking over and over again. His climax came seconds after as he held on to me and spilled into me.
I immediately pulled up my trousers and turned around so we shared another quick kiss. I could not believe I had this so close to me for so long and did not take advantage of it.
"See you later, neighbor," he said, walking up to his home as I continued downstairs.
I definitely would.
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