The neighbor’s wife - Part 2

After our Halloween night hook up, a week passed before Amy and I had a chance to reconnect and discuss everything that had happened. I sent her a note and said,

“Hey there, I want to talk to you about one of your trees. Do you mind meeting me in the backyard?”

It was late morning when we both came into their backyard by one of their evergreen trees that did look a little worn out. But I really know nothing about trees or anything of the kind so it was a pure cover story for us to be talking in the backyard. After I loudly made a comment to her about the tree and gesticulated at it with both of my arms, as if I knew what the hell I was talking about, we got down to quietly talking about Halloween night.

We both agreed that it was fulfilling for both of us, but that neither of us were looking to change our situation and we need to be careful with our feelings.

Amy told me that she had indeed gotten Plan B the next day and she felt like we should be OK on that front. She then told me she had real feelings for me but again she wasn’t looking to change her situation. She felt a connection but real life dictated different things.

I agreed wholeheartedly with her and told her just keep me up-to-date on everything, referring to her possibly being pregnant. She then reassured me again that we should be fine in that area (female intuition I suppose!), but that she would figure out a way to let me know officially when we were in the clear. We had a little chuckle with that and just continued to chat for a few minutes.

As we stood in the backyard talking, I felt really close to her emotionally and wanted to take her hand like I had on Halloween night, but I knew better. I obviously wanted to do more than take her hand, but that really wasn’t gonna happen at that moment.

You would think living right by each other, separated only by our backyards, it would make for an easy situation to connect like we had on Halloween night. However, real life, real jobs and real world experiences says otherwise. It just wasn’t that easy to find a moment or moments to be together again sexually.

Throw in the fact that in our area of the country winter was coming, which meant everyone was starting to hibernate and casual backyard interactions were going to happen less and less.

Our only real communication for a month or so was when Amy sent me a cryptic message later in November about not being pregnant. We dodged that bullet!

In fact, I didn’t see Amy again until right before Christmas. I got a text from her a few days before asking if she could bring over a gift for one of her kids for us to hide at our house until an appropriate time. I said absolutely and surreptitiously gave her a time when I would be home by myself. I was hoping we could find a moment or two to reconnect.

She actually came to the front door and I let her in along with her Big Best Buy bag containing the game system. I made a joke about not having one of those yet and I really appreciate her bringing me such a wonderful gift! She of course laughed. It was the kind of icebreaking we needed after not seeing each other for a while. It is crazy that you can share such an intimate moment with someone but then feel like you’re starting back at zero because you haven’t really spent any time together since.

She put the bag down and leaned into me. She of course had a winter coat on but I enveloped her in a big hug. I held her for a solid minute without doing anything else. I just squeezed. She responded with some moans and said how good that felt. I pulled back a little bit so I could see her face and then leaned down and gave her a gentle kiss. Again, it’s one of those crazy moments where you’ve fucked somebody in the past but we had never actually had a normal kiss. Everything had been pure passion from the get-go, kissing passionately on Halloween night. This kiss was long, but gentle. After about 30 seconds she offered me her tongue and then our passion started to take over again.

Her hands started roaming my body, rubbing my butt, pushing my crotch closer to her. I returned the favor over her small body as my hands reconnected with all her curves. I unzipped her long winter coat and threw it to the ground. I was actually a bit disappointed that she had a sweatshirt on underneath as my mischievous mind had hoped should come over nude up top! Obviously this wasn’t practical, but a man can hope for surprises like that right?

We went back to a tight hug and kissing passionately, our tongues dancing. My hands went under her oversized sweatshirt, to find her breasts were not contained in a bra! While she had not come over naked she had in fact, left me easy access to her little boobs and those oh so responsive nipples.

I pulled her sweatshirt over her head and threw that on top of her winter coat. We had not left the entryway yet, and she was completely topless. I took this opportunity with proper lighting to gaze at her wonderful body since I had a limited view on Halloween night in the darkened garage.

After soaking it in and taking a mental picture that I would use whenever we were apart to remember her wonderful body, I leaned in and started sucking on her nipples. She responded by cradling my head and moaning her affirmation. She also rubbed my cock through my jeans as I was now fully hard.

After two or three minutes of kissing and sucking on her nipples, I took her by the hand over the living room couch. We both sat down and went back to our make out session. She had her hand down the front of my jeans and was gently rubbing my cock. I stood up and took off my jeans and underwear. And then went to my knees in an attempt to peel off her pants, but that’s when she stopped me.

She started blushing and got a bit embarrassed, but disclosed to me very quietly that that area was “closed for maintenance” currently. It took me a moment to realize what she was talking about, but once I did, we both started laughing. I put my face into her thighs and kept laughing, but also felt a little cheated that we had finally found a moment or two to reconnect, but mother nature had something else in mind. But it all made sense as it had been about a month since she gave the all clear from our Halloween hook up, so just bad timing.

Like any guy in this situation you start to negotiate that you’re OK with it and you’ll just put down an extra towel, but I decided against it. I kissed her thighs and then her crotch region very lovingly and joined her again up on the couch.

I think that meant a lot to her and we immediately started kissing again, somehow with more passion than before. Her hand went back to my cock and she started stroking it by this time. I had some pre-cum and she was using that as lube as she stroked. Her little hands felt so good on my dick but in the back of my mind I wanted her mouth.

We were in such a hurry on Halloween night, so she did not give me a blow job. However she had cleaned up all our combined juices off my dick with her mouth after we were done fucking. So I felt she knew how to use her mouth. And almost on cue, she left our kissing and moved down to my dick. She took it in her mouth and started gently licking and kissing it. She had graciously come over with her hair up, which gave me great access to kissing her neck when we were making out, but also now gave me a great view of her blowjob – there was no hair to get in the way!

I always joke that I am a sucker for someone sucking my dick… But this felt phenomenal and it looked hot as hell as well. I started pumping a bit up into her mouth, and she responded by increasing her pace.

Between the feeling of her mouth and tongue on my dick and the visual of it all, I was not gonna last long. To give myself a few more moments I stood up and turned to her as she was sitting and offered her my dick. She immediately took it back in her mouth as she sat on the couch, and I stood over her. She was only using her mouth at this point as one hand massaged her breasts and the other rubbed her pant covered pussy.

I genuinely started face fucking her at this point, with both my hands on the back of her head, pushing her to deep throat me. I’m about 7 inches, so not too big and not too small and while she gagged a little bit, she was handling it fine. Just like on Halloween night, we found our rhythm together. While I wish I was fucking her pussy, this was a great back up. After about a minute and a half of standing over her pounding, her mouth was all too much for me. Meanwhile she had rubbed herself to an orgasm. She started shaking a bit and adding some intense moaning to her blow job. That pushed me over the edge:

“Oh Amy, Amy I’m going to cum in your mouth. Ohhhhh.”

(I like being vocal during sex and like partners who do the same)

Amy took it all and swallowed every bit, which was good since we had not put down a towel on the couch! Good thing I had not pulled out and cum on her little tits like I tend to do!

I groaned appreciatively at her mastery, and she groaned happily at receiving my cum. I had no idea until that point she had never swallowed cum like that in her life. She did it just for me. When she told me that as we cleaned up, I looked at her not quite believing it but she retorted with:

“Why am I going to lie about that, it is not like we are trying to impress each other. Besides, you didn’t give me much warning so I went with the flow. I just wanted to please you.”

With that, I kissed her on the mouth and yep, got a little taste of myself back! I told her I didn’t normally do that, which wasn’t completely true but I don’t make a practice of it.

She had been there far too long at this point, probably closing in on 20 minutes, maybe even more. Once again, we were short on time and had to say our quick goodbyes. She got dressed while I retrieved some water and gum for her to help her hide the sweet treat I’d given her.

I didn’t even bother putting my pants back on as we said our goodbyes. We kissed, and she gave my dick a little tug and patted it, saying “good job!”

I responded with “all the credit goes to you beautiful”. And with that, she opened the door, we kissed again and she left out of the house.