The Neighbor [The Complete Collection] (9 page)

—Shave? Are you sure?

She was wiping herself with some tissue paper and she reached back to flush the toilet. Henry took a man’s disposable razor and a tube of shaving foam from the vanity and handed them to her.

—Come over here, he said. Get in the bath.

Henry stayed where he was, seated on the side of the bathtub, but he reached over and ran the hot water. Acting more obediently than she would have thought possibly, Janey did as she was told. She waited for the bath to fill up and then checked the temperature. It was about right so she stepped in and sat up on her knees. Then she took the shaving foam from Henry and sprayed some onto her hand. She wasn’t used to using foam like this but she lathered it onto her vagina. She was surprised at how cool and soothing it felt. She took the razor and carefully shaved around her vagina, Henry watching all the while.

—Good, he said when she was finished.

He got her a towel and she stood up and he dried her off like a child. Then he brought her back into the bedroom and told her to wait on the bed.

Janey wasn’t sure how she felt about what had just happened. It was an extremely strange experience. She felt as if she trusted Henry but things were beginning to get a bit weird, and she was apprehensive about whoever he might have called up. Still, she didn’t do anything to remove herself from the situation. She knew that she would much rather be here with Henry, playing to his kinky fetishes, than at home alone.

She lay on the bed and let him look at her for about ten more minutes, his eyes fixed on her. She wanted to talk to him but he was so lost in concentration that every time she said something it seemed to distract him from his thoughts. It seemed, all he wanted to do was feast his eyes on her beautiful body. At last, a car pulled into the driveway.

—That will be my friend, Henry said.

Janey wasn’t sure if she was scared or excited.

—Who is he? she said.

—You’ll see in a minute.

The friend must have known Henry well because he let himself into the house without ringing the bell.

—We’re up here, Malcolm, Henry called out.

Malcolm entered the room and was immediately taken by Janey. It was no wonder.

She was lying on a bed, completely naked, waiting for him to fuck her. It was such a strange situation but she was past the point of caring about propriety. She wanted this man’s cock in her pussy and that was what she was going to get, or at least, that was how it seemed.

—Ah, Malcolm, allow me to introduce you to my neighbor, and friend, Janey Carver. Janey, this is Malcolm French. A business associate of mine.

Malcolm was a little younger than Henry, but not much. He was probably in his mid-fifties, tall, with grayish hair and a handsome face. He was clean-shaved and in good physical condition. He had a tan like Henry’s and Janey imagined that they probably spent a lot of time together golfing or yachting.

—I’m enchanted, Malcolm said from where he was standing, next to Henry.

Janey smiled up at him as she lounged, languorously on the bed. She sucked in her stomach and pushed out her breasts and bum, trying to heighten her sexual attractiveness. She was doing an excellent job if Henry and Malcolm’s reactions were anything to judge by. They were both watching her every move. She felt important and special to be lying there, receiving all of their attentions.

—You’ll go easy on her, I’m sure, Henry said to Malcolm.

Malcolm nodded. Henry looked at Janey questioningly. He raised an eyebrow as if to ask if this was ok with her. She nodded. She was ok with this, whatever this was, and definitely wanted it to continue.

Malcolm took off his blazer and put it on the back of Henry’s chair. He began opening the buttons on his white shirt, one at a time. Janey got up on her knees in front of him and helped open his pants. She felt inside his shorts and found his hardening cock and took a hold of it. She pulled it out of his shorts so that she could look at it. This was the penis that was going to allow her to get even with Ben. This was her ticket. She felt that if she could just get this cock to orgasm in her pussy, she’d be showing Ben and Suzy that she wasn’t weaker than they were and that she had as much right to happiness as either of them did.

Malcolm pulled off his shirt and got out of his pants, shorts and socks so that he was completely naked. He got up on the bed next to Janey and began kissing her passionately. He was a pretty good kisser. Not bad at all for a fifty-something year old. Janey let him kiss her even though it gave her a strange feeling of guilt. She looked over at Henry while she kissed Malcolm. He had pulled the leather armchair closer to the bed so that he could watch closely as she and Malcolm made love. She felt as if having Henry there made everything ok. It was as if his presence legitimized the encounter.

Malcolm reached up and took a hold of her breasts and began to knead them softly in his large hands. The way he was gently massaging them felt exquisite. Janey leaned her head back and let Malcolm lick and kiss her neck and breasts. He took a nipple in his mouth and sucked on it while lightly pressing the other between two fingers. She leaned back and got off her legs, wrapping them around Malcolm’s well-built torso. He took his cue and began to move down her body with his mouth, stopping when he reached her aching, pulsing vagina.

For so many years, Benjamin Carver had been the only man who was allowed access to that special place on her body. She felt cheated at all the years of faithfulness and devotion she had given him. It was time for her to break free. First, she’d let that valet touch her. Now she was letting this man, Malcolm, caress the folds of skin around her pussy with his mouth. She breathed out in pleasure as he took the inner lips of her pussy into his warm, wet mouth and sucked gently. He sucked on the skin and flesh, pulling blood into the nerves and creating an ecstasy of pleasure down in her clitoris. She closed her eyes and arched her back, thrusting her pussy into Malcolm’s face. Her breasts were arched forward, her head pressed downward into the mattress. The feeling of being eaten by a stranger was exquisite. She flushed as she reached a series of gentle orgasms that fluttered throughout her body and continued for over a minute. All the while, Malcolm kept sucking the flesh of her clitoris. She felt her face and body go red from the exertion. She was breathing heavily and her whole body was trembling from the orgasmic reaction that had occurred inside her.

She opened her eyes and looked at Henry. He was watching every movement intently. His hand was on his penis inside his bathrobe and he was rubbing himself. She locked eyes with him and she felt almost as if he was looking right down into her soul with his sad, longing eyes. She knew that he wanted to be the one fucking her. But he couldn’t. Not yet, he had said. For now, all he could do was watch. He was so close to her that he could smell her body, see every drop of liquid that came out of her, but he couldn’t touch her. It may have been the first time in many years that he had seen a woman climax up close and it seemed to have affected him.

—Hold out your hand, she said to him.

He brought his hand out of his robe where it was rubbing his throbbing cock and held it out to her. She licked it and spat on it, making it wet with her saliva.

—Now rub yourself, she said to him.

He thanked her with a silent smile and put his wet, lubricated hand back on his cock and began stroking it. Malcolm looked up. He could tell she had orgasmed and was no longer sucking her clitoris. She pushed her pussy forward, she wanted him to suck her some more, but he was already climbing up onto his knees. He brought his cock up to her pussy and she spread open her legs so that he could enter her.

Malcolm slid into her like a sword into a silken sheath. It felt perfect to have a rock hard cock in her cunt after all of her years dealing only with Ben. She cried out in pleasure as Malcolm began thrusting back and forth. He grabbed her ankles and rested them on his shoulders. She cried out and tried to maintain eye contact with both men. Henry was enjoying every second of it, and needless to say, so was Malcolm.

—Please don’t come inside her, Henry said. I want to see the orgasm.

Malcolm nodded at Henry but did nothing to slow down the steady thrusting rhythm that he had set. Janey felt utterly naughty with her legs up in the air and both men having so much pleasure watching her. She didn’t care. The sluttier she got, the more she was able to get back at Ben. She clenched her fists as a second wave of delicious orgasms, this time harder than the first, began to surge through the muscles in her groin, shattering all thought.

—Harder, she cried out. Harder, Malcolm.

Malcolm pushed into her with so much force and strength that it surprised and thrilled her. She loved every thrust his penis made, deep into her vagina. She was sure Ben never got this deep, either with her or with Suzy. She was sure Suzy didn’t feel this good when Ben was inside her. The orgasms pulsed around inside her like bullets ricocheting inside a steel room. She screamed and grew flushed and gasped for air. Both men watched her so intently that she grew embarrassed once the orgasms subsided. It was broad daylight and she’d never even allowed herself the freedom to have a climax like that in the privacy of her own home.

She reached out and held Malcolm’s body, stopping him from continuing.

—Do me from behind, she said.

She flipped over onto her knees, pointing her little bottom at Malcolm and wiggling. She made sure she was at a good angle for Henry to watch. It was both of them she was intent in pleasuring and she wanted to make sure Henry could see her getting anally ravaged.

She reached around and grabbed her butt cheeks with her hands and pulled them apart, displaying her anus to the two men.

—Fuck me in there, she said.

Malcolm looked at Henry before proceeding. Then he took his finger and pressed it past the tight ring of muscle, into Janey’s asshole.

—Yes, she cried out, a mixture of pleasure and pain surging through her asshole. Now take me, Malcolm. Take me hard.

Malcolm ran his finger in and out of her asshole, creating an incredible sensation of pleasure that almost made her want to cry. Then he pulled out his finger and pressed the tip of his throbbing, aching penis against the asshole. Janey pushed back against it and with a little help from some body lotion that Henry gave to Malcolm, the solid cock began to slide far into her anus. Malcolm began his rhythmical pumping again. Janey bent her arms at the elbows and lay her head on the bed, giving Malcolm the perfect angle from which to pump her little ass all he wanted.

—Yes, she cried out again and again as she turned to face Henry.

He was looking at her so lovingly and so lustfully, but she could also tell that his cock was getting close to orgasm. She thought of all the pumping Malcolm was doing and realized he must be getting close to his climax too.

—Come on my face, she said.

—What? Malcolm said.

He was so caught up in ramming his cock in and out of her asshole that he hadn’t heard what she’d said.

—Come on my face, she said again.

Malcolm looked at Henry again, and then pulled out of her bum. She turned around and lay on her back with her head beneath Malcolm’s cock. Henry and Malcolm both had the perfect view of her pretty face and she opened her mouth encouragingly.

—Both of you, she said, looking straight at Henry. Both of you come on my face.

It was Henry’s turn to look at Malcolm, as if verifying what she had said, and then he stood up from his seat so that his cock was now over Janey’s face. This was perfect, Janey thought. This way he could cover her with semen without ever having to touch her. The two men masturbated in unison and Janey opened her mouth as wide as she could as they both approached gushing climaxes. Together, the two cock tips began to squirt out streams of white, hot liquid and she closed her eyes and kept her mouth open, trying to catch as much of it in her mouth as she could. It was the taste of sweet revenge. If Ben could see her now he would literally die. The semen squirted in her mouth, on her cheeks, in her eyes, in her hair. She didn’t care. She wanted it all. She licked her lips and swallowed everything that had fallen into her mouth and then opened her eyes and looked up at the two men.

—Now you come, my darling, Henry said to her.

—I did, already, lots of times.

—Come again, he said. Come with our jizz on your face.

Still lying on her back, her face covered in both men’s jizz, she began rubbing her hand rapidly over her clit, probing her cunt with her finger and moving the folds of vaginal flesh as fast as she could until she began to feel the sensation of orgasm running up from the depths of her groin again. Suddenly she began thrusting her body, as if she was being shocked with surges of electricity. The men’s eyes widened in surprise and joy as she convulsed in yet another delicious orgasm right in front of them.

When she was finished she wiped her face on the sheets and asked Henry to bring her a towel. Then Malcolm dressed and both men rose to leave.

—You have a bath, Henry said to her. You’re welcome to have a nap too if you like.

They left her in the room. She went into the bathroom and had a quick shower and then got into Henry’s bed, naked. She slept for about thirty minutes and when she woke she could hear Malcolm and Henry downstairs. She felt utterly refreshed and rejuvenated. She was ready to face Ben and whatever infidelities he was attempting to commit. She felt that now, she would no longer be the weaker party.

She went downstairs, still completely naked. She had no clothes to wear at Henry’s. The two men were drinking coffee at the counter. She walked over to Malcolm and kissed him gently on the mouth, allowing him to push his tongue into hers. Then she stood in front of Henry.

—Please don’t send me home without a kiss, she said.

He looked scared but he leaned forward and kissed her like a gentleman, softly on the lips.