Jane Fox - The peeping neighbors

Gladys walked over to the pool for a closer look. It was the top of a bikini and the bottom was down there too. There was also a man's bathing suit. She blinked and stared again. The man's suit looked exactly like The Colonel's.

Gladys pulled a chair up close to the pool, directly under the diving platform.

Suddenly Gladys' ears perked up. Someone was up on the diving platform. She couldn't see them from underneath but she could hear them breathing.

Gladys settled back in her chair and waited for the dive that she was sure would be soon forthcoming. She waited for a full minute but nothing happened.

Gladys got up from the chair quietly. If she moved back a little, she might be able to see who was up there. She figured it was a child. Or perhaps someone had climbed up there to try to dive and had lost their nerve.

"Harder, Colonel! Ooooh, yes! Do it harder!" a feminine voice called out. The Colonel's familiar chuckle followed and then there was another period of hoarse breathing.

Gladys was getting suspicious. Her face flamed as her suspicions blossomed into a full-fledged certainty. The Colonel was up on the platform fucking another woman. She was sure of it.

A sharp pang of unreasonable jealousy shot through Gladys' body. She knew that she was the one who had insisted that they stop fooling around, but The Colonel didn't have to go out and fuck someone right her in the apartment complex. She wouldn't have objected to a discreet little affair in town, but this was ridiculous.

Gladys knew that she should march right up to the apartment and pack up her clothes. The Colonel certainly wasn't treating her right if he was out here in the sun fucking another woman. She couldn't quite bear to do that yet though. She just had, to find out who the other woman was.

Gladys took a deep breath. She moved soundlessly around to the ladder and put her foot on the rung. She had a perfect right to find out who The Colonel was fucking. After all, he still was her husband.

She moved slowly and noiselessly up the ladder. Her hands gripped the railing and she shivered a little in the hot sun. At least the pool area was deserted. Thank God for that!

Gladys reached the second step from the top and her head was level with the top of the platform. There was squealing now. Gladys couldn't understand that at all. It certainly wasn't a lady. She had never squealed and moaned like that when The Colonel fucked her.

Gladys' head bobbed up quickly. Her eyes took in the scene at a glance and she gasped in shock. The Colonel was driving his hard cock right into Belinda's pussy. Gladys bobbed back down again and kicked rapidly. She just couldn't believe it. Why would The Colonel fuck Belinda? Melinda had always acted so nice and friendly and… proper! It didn't look like The Colonel was forcing his attentions on Belinda though. Belinda's face was smiling lustily. She was obviously having the time of her life.

Gladys' first instinct was to back down the ladder. She just couldn't get the memory of Belinda's horny smile out of her head though. She began to feel sort of strange. Maybe there was something wrong with her. She had never enjoyed it like that when The Colonel shoved his cock in her pussy.

Gladys leaned forward for another peek. Belinda was certainly smiling. Her legs were wrapped around The Colonel's back and she looked positively ecstatic. A little thrill of longing ran through Gladys' empty pussy as she watched. It wasn't fair that Belinda should enjoy it so much when she never had.

Suddenly a movement in the apartment across the way from the diving platform caught Gladys' eye. There were two naked people in that apartment. She squinted against the sun, trying to figure out who they were.

"Oh!" she gasped softly. Now she understood why The Colonel was fucking Belinda. That was Tony over there and he was stark naked. Belinda must have seen him and gotten an itch for revenge. Tony was bending over a woman, sucking her titties. Gladys had never seen such a disgusting sight in her whole life.

The woman turned toward the window. She threw back her head and laughed. Now Gladys could see her face clearly. It was Sharon McNeal!

Gladys ducked down again. Now that she understood Belinda's motives she felt a little better. The poor girl was obviously out of her head with jealousy and she'd begged The Colonel to fuck her. That must be it. Gladys still didn't like it though. The Colonel was her husband. Belinda had no business acting like a hussy with him!

Gladys crept quietly down the ladder. She felt so lost and friendless that she couldn't beat to go back to the apartment. Yet she couldn't just sit out at the pool. It would be too embarrassing when The Colonel and Belinda came down.

Gladys headed for the lobby and stood there undecided for a moment. Then she turned snow white when she saw a man come down the hall with his bathing suit on and a towel in his hand. It was Andy McNeal and he looked like he was going out to the pool!

Gladys twisted her hands nervously. She couldn't let Andy catch Belinda and The Colonel fucking. If he climbed the ladder like she had done, be would be sure to spot his wife Sharon and Tony in that apartment. All hell would break loose then. Gladys had heard how jealous Andy was when just had to do something to keep him from going out to the pool.

"Uh, Andy!" she called out urgently. "I-I guess I stayed out in the sun too long. I feel a little dizzy. Would you walk me back up to my apartment. The elevator doesn't appear to be working."

Andy smiled in a friendly way. "Sure enough, Gladys," he offered quickly. "I noticed the elevator was out of commission. You do look kind of pale. I'll be glad to help you up to your apartment."

Gladys leaned against Andy weakly. She did feel dizzy now. She wished that there were some way of warning The Colonel and Belinda. Sharon and Tony had to be warned too. It would be terrible if there was a big scene at the apartment complex. She knew that Andy had a hair-trigger temper. If he started yelling at Sharon, everyone would come to their window and look. There was no way to avoid a scene except to keep Andy in her apartment long enough so that everyone could finish fooling around.

"Oh!" Gladys exclaimed weakly. "I-I think we'll have to stop for a moment. I feel faint."

She sagged against Andy's strong shoulders and almost giggled as he helped her down so she could sit on the top of the steps.

"Do you want me to call a doctor, Gladys?" Andy asked, a worded frown creasing his forehead.

"Uh, no!" Gladys gasped hastily. "That, that won't be necessary Andy. I-I just feel weak. I'm sure it's just too much exposure to the sun."

Gladys let Andy help her up to the second floor. Then he insisted on having her rest at his apartment. "I'll go find The Colonel," he suggested.

"No!" Gladys shouted. She tried to think quickly. That had sounded a little strange and she didn't want Andy to get suspicious.

"The Colonel's not home," she ammended quickly. "He should be here in about a half-hour though. He just went down to pick up some papers at the drugstore."

Andy walked to the window. He glanced out idly as he prepared to draw the drapes. The sun streaming in the window was pretty bright. If Gladys had suffered from sunstroke, more sun was the last thing she needed.

Gladys put her head back on the couch. She didn't notice that Andy was peering out the window intently. She would have gasped in shock if she had noticed that Andy's apartment overlooked the pool. It was impossible to miss The Colonel and Belinda fucking on the diving platform.

Andy blinked as he recognized The Colonel and Belinda. Then a movement in the apartment across the way caught his eye. He smiled as he saw Tony and Sharon fucking. No wonder Gladys had sunstroke! She had seen the whole thing and now she was trying to keep him from seeing it.