Nick Eastwood: What neighbors will do

On a hot August afternoon Molly Morgan dressed in a tiny bikini and marched out of the bedroom to seduce her husband, Dick. The young housewife had a determined look on her face.

Dick Morgan was sitting in his favorite chair, sipping a beer and watching football on TV. He didn't even notice Molly entering the room. She paused, hands on hips, to look at him.

Nice, she thought, a real hunk.

Dick had always turned her on like crazy.

They'd been married five years now, and she still had the hots for him. But something had changed with Dick. For the past couple of months, he'd seemed more interested in TV sports than bedroom sports.

If there was any kind of game – baseball, basketball, football, you name it – Dick had to watch it. He was a hard-working guy, and Molly felt he needed some entertainment, but lately he seemed to have forgotten how to fuck.

As a result, Molly was ready to scream with frustration. It had been almost two weeks since she and Dick had made love, and she just couldn't stand it any more. Taking a deep breath, she moved up behind him and started massaging his shoulders.

"Hi, honey," she purred. "Good game?"

"Uh-huh," Dick said.

Molly leaned closer and slid her hands down the front of his shirt, rubbing the crisp thick hairs of his chest. Dick's broad hairy chest had always excited her. She nuzzled his neck and used the tip of her tongue to tickle his ear.

"Go for it," Dick groaned.

Molly gawked at him. Was she finally getting through to him?

"What was that, honey?" she asked.

"It's fourth down and inches," Dick explained. "They oughta go for it."

Molly bit back her anger. Obviously she wasn't getting his attention, so it was time to try something bolder. She moved around and slid into his lap, rubbing her nice little ass against his crotch. He'd have had a super view of her cleavage, if only he'd looked.

She wriggled her ass some more. No results. Desperately, she yanked off the top of her bikini and rubbed her bare tits against his chest. Her nipples were hard and stiff with lust. He had to be able to feel them even through his shin.

"Dick, honey, I'm so horny," she moaned.

"Uh-huh," Dick muttered.

His eyes were glued to the set, and a second later he cussed loudly as his team made some blunder. Molly might as well have been on Mars. He was that aware of her. She hopped off his lap and removed her bikini bottom, facing him stark naked.

This had to work. Molly was young and pretty, and she knew she had a fantastic little body. She leaned against his chair, waiting for him to notice her, and finally a commercial came on. Molly dipped down and kissed Dick on the mouth.

She wriggled her tongue between his lips and probed around, and she caressed his upper body. She rubbed her naked stiff-nippled tits against his chest. She felt excited as hell, and molten pussy juice leaked from her cunt and ran down her legs.

"Am I giving you any ideas, darling?" she purred.

"Honey," Dick said impatiently, "the game's on again, and I can't see around you."

Molly's patience snapped.

"Okay, fine, Dick!" she spat. "You watch your fuckin' game! I'm going for a walk!"

"Uh-huh," Dick muttered, already absorbed in the game again.

Molly marched back to the bedroom, seething with anger. What in hell was the matter with the man? Didn't he ever get horny any more? And what was she going to do? She adored Dick and didn't believe in cheating, but she was going to lose her sanity if she didn't get laid pretty soon.

She skidded to a halt before the dresser mirror and studied her reflection. She saw a very pretty petite woman in her twenties with great legs, tiny waist, and full thrusting tits. She saw a perfect complexion, long raven-black hair, and big brown eyes. Nothing there to turn a guy off.

On the contrary, she looked fantastic. So why wasn't she getting laid?

"Oh, to hell with it," she sighed.

She put on shorts, halter and sneakers and went out the back door for a walk down the alleys. There she could mutter to herself all she wanted, and no one would notice. She walked hard for about five blocks, then heard a strange noise.

It was coming from behind a fence, and it sounded like a low moan. Was somebody in trouble? Molly rushed over to the fence and peeked through a knothole. She saw a nicely kept back yard and two teenagers, a boy and girl.

They were wearing bathing suits and lying on a blanket, and they were kissing. It was the girl who was making the moaning noise. The teen was working his tongue in her mouth and running his hands all over her body. She was wriggling lustily.

"Mmmmmmm!" she moaned. Molly shivered with lust. She wished she was making out with somebody right now. She watched the two horny kids writhing in each other's arms, and she creamed right through her panties. Finally the young couple came up for air.

"Jason, are you sure your folks won't be coming back?" the girl asked anxiously.

"They're at a company picnic, Lori," Jason said. "They'll be gone till dark. We've got the whole place to ourselves."

"Then maybe we better go indoors," Lori said. "Somebody could see us out here."

"No problem," Jason grinned. "Nobody can see into this yard."

That's what you think, honey, Molly thought mischievously.

Maybe it was wrong of her to spy, but she just couldn't resist. If she couldn't get any loving herself, at least she could watch others making out. She'd never done that before, and she found that it really aroused her.

Come to think of it, she'd never gotten it on with anybody but her husband. She was curious about how other people did it. This was her chance to find out. She stayed glued to the knothole as Lori and Jason exchanged another long steamy kiss.

Now Jason was fumbling with Lori's bikini top, and he finally managed to get it loose. He pulled off the top, and Lori gave a little shriek. Grinning, Jason tossed the bra out of reach and ogled her small high-riding tits. Len blushed hotly and tried to cover her breasts, but Jason pulled her hands away.

"Jason, that's not nice!" she snapped.

"Aw, I'm just looking," he grinned. "You've got really nice tits, Lori. Please let me look."

Lori was still blushing, but there was hot excitement in her eyes. She lay back on the blanket and allowed Jason to stare at her beautiful apple-size tits. The nipples were already stiff, a sure sign that she was feeling horny for this teen.

Carefully Jason reached out and cupped her firm tits. She gasped, then moaned as he began to mold and caress the sensitive globes. Molly felt her own tits swelling and her nipples stiffening as she watched. How long had it been since Dick had done that to her?

She couldn't remember the last time they'd had a decent love-making session. Once in awhile Dick would give her a quick fuck, but she missed all the delicious foreplay they'd had during the early part of their marriage.

"You like this, Lori?" Jason asked, his voice getting husky with longing.

"Yes," she breathed, "but be careful, Jason. Let's not go too far."

"Sure," he said, "we'll be careful. I just wanta play with your tits, that's all."

Molly grinned. She knew Jason was lying. What he really wanted was to cram his stiff cock into Lori's hot juicy cunt. Already his swimming trunks were obscenely tented with a big hard-on. But Lori hadn't noticed that yet. The girl seemed very innocent.

Jason went on, squeezing her tits, and she gradually relaxed as lust replaced her nervousness. She lay back and gurgled with delight while he worked his thumbs over her tender nipples, coning them into even greater engorgement.

When Jason thought she was relaxed enough, his hand crept down inside her bikini bottom and probed around.