We were high school sweethearts, never strayed, but our new neighbor was pure fire. When he met hubby for a beer, my knickers drenched dangerously, but he downright ignored me.

I wore nicer outfits, did my hair and legs, started running and tried everything to make him notice me until I fatefully tackled him passing his gate on my afternoon jog.

He held me, confessed his lewdness and soon fucked that faithfulness out of me like we both always lusted for.

Sucking him lately he chuckled and smirked that my husband did better.

I'm going to watch them next time.