Unspoken Pleasure

Eventually we all came to a still, and silence suddenly occupied the patio. The absurdity of it all caused me to erupt into a laughter, which was eventually mimicked by Anna, and then Bob.

“Alright neighbor, I think we’re heading in for the night.” I said, exasperated.

Bob, coming to his senses, and concealing himself in his shorts, spoke.

“Jesus. What the fuck just happened?”

Anna laughed, and I replied, “I have no idea.”

He stood, embarrassed, and red faced. “I’ll get this stuff in the morning.” Referring to the alcohol mix and glasses. He turned to walk back to his home, and stopped, “Thank you both for the world class hospitality.” He said, with a smirk, and vanished around the corner.

My wife looked at me with a cocktail of emotions in her eyes, but all I could do was kiss her, with love and passion.

For whatever reason, Anna and myself didn’t speak of the event for a few days. We were quieter than normal with each other, and I chalked it up to us both needing some time to digest the experience. It was clear our sex in the pool was some of the best we’d ever had, but the question was… why?

Anna finally brought it up over dinner one evening.

“Do you want to talk about the other day?”, she asked, softly.

I feigned ignorance. “What’s there to talk about? We had some drinks, and an incredibly beautiful woman caused two men to behave idiotically.” I paused, smiling, “Its a tale as old as the earth itself.”

“Not it isn’t Tim. We’re married, and married people don’t behave that way.”

“Bullshit Anna. Tons of married couples do things like that. There is nothing wrong with what happened.”

My tone was harsher than I intended, and I softened it with my next question, “Why do you say that… Do you regret it?”

She was playing with the peas on her plate as she spoke, “No, I- I don’t know.”

I had to reassure her, to make her understand that it was okay to behave as she did, “I’ve never seen you so sexually free, so excited, you were like an entirely different woman.”

That caused her to blush, “… I guess I had fun.” she said, giggling.

I smiled at her, relieved by her response, “Not as much fun as Bob had.”

That caused her blush to deepen, and she chuckled, “Yeah, what a perv.”

I called her out, “Maybe, but I could tell you enjoyed teasing him.”

Her nerves got the best of her, and she slipped up, replying “… I was just surprised by how big his honker was.” When the sentence escaped her mouth, she shut down, blushing again. She quickly tried to form an apology, thinking she hurt me with the comment, “I – I’m sorry… I”

I wasn’t an idiot, I knew his cock had intrigued her. “Babe, please. I know. Who would have thought that horny old goat was hung like a donkey.”

She blushed, and we slowly finished our meal.

When I was fucking her in bed later that evening, I brought up Bobs size again, refusing to let her escape without admitting the truth. It sort of fascinated me to hear her discussing our neighbors manhood.

“Don’t feel bad about seeing his cock sweetheart, I could tell you liked it.”

She grit her teeth as i pummeled her from behind, surprised by my comment, “Wh-What? No- I…”

I slapped her ass, “Please Anna, you were staring at his cock the entire time I was fucking you.”

She moaned, “No- I… I’ve just never.. Oh!… I’ve never seen one that big.”

I leaned down and kissed her back, still pumping away, “I know you haven’t, and you liked it.”

She moaned loudly this time, and I implored her to tell me, “Just admit it!”

She groaned, “Ohh!” and grit her teeth, “Fine! You pervert! I liked it… Oh! It was big… and manly, and it turned me on!”

We both erupted into a mutual orgasm, collapsing into each other.

A few more days passed and I realized we hadn’t seen Bob since that fateful afternoon. Finally, we bumped into each other in the front yard as I was heading into work.

He was somewhat awkward at first, mirroring our last driveway conversation.

Scratching his head as I approached, He began, nervously, “God, I don’t want to make these talks a regular thing Tim. I’m just not sure I behaved appropriately the other day.”

“You behaved same as us Bob, nothing to be worried about. We all had quite a few drinks.” I paused, deciding to admit to the next bit, “Besides, I’ve been trying to get Anna to loosen up for years now, glad its finally seeming to work.”

He seemed relieved once again, “That wife of yours, I don’t have to tell you. She’s something else.” he paused, “If every Sunday played out like that, I’d die a happy man.”

I laughed, “You and me both.” I opened the door to the car, “I’ll make sure to holler the next time we have a pool day.” I chuckled, feeling oddly free by the comment.

“Much obliged.” Bob said, grinning. As I drove into the office I couldn’t help but shake my head in amusement over how strange and exciting things had gotten.

Upon waking the next morning I opened the bedroom curtains to see Bob yet again, shirtless and walking around in his bedroom. His torso was thick, muscular, and somewhat hairy. He noticed me, and gave me a goofy wave, which I reciprocated.

I headed into our bathroom just as Anna was exiting the shower. Her beautiful body immediately began to excite me, and I quickly had an idea.

“Your admirer is over there, waiting for you.” I said it casually.

It was too early, and she didn’t immediately know what I meant, “Huh?” she replied, yawning.

“Bob’s waiting for you.”, I said it with a knowing smile.

She blushed, smirking “What do you mean?”

“I just waved good morning, he’s in his room.”

“Pervert.” she smirked, but she walked out naked all the same.

Her face was red, with no alcohol in her system to give her courage, but she willingly flashed him all the same. I saw her wave, her huge breasts bouncing as she did. She smiled wide, and did a flirtatious curtsy.

“Alright, that’s enough. It’s too early for this.” she said, and moved to close the curtain. Just as she was about to slide them shut, she stopped, “Oh.” was all I heard her say. It was softly said, with a sexual tone.

I was brushing my teeth, watching her from inside the bathroom door. I had no view of the window, or Bob. She slowly sat down on the edge of the bed, watching him.

“Well Tim.” she said. “Our neighbor is flashing his big piece of meat at your wife again.” She chuckled, absurdly. I almost dropped my brush, and spoke with a mouth full of toothpaste, “You’re joking.”

“No… I’m certainly not. He’s naked, and he’s jerking his big cock for me.” she paused, biting her lip. “God… That thing is huge.” the last words escaped her mouth with a huskiness. I looked on as she instinctively spread her legs, exposing her pussy just to him for the first time.

I became impossibly excited, I had to have her that instant. “Alright Anna, close the damn blinds!” I began removing my pants as I said it.

She looked in my direction, with a sarcastic, pouty reply, “Aww, do I have too?” It was said in jest, but it excited me beyond measure.

“Close them!”

She smiled, standing up. I saw her wave goodbye to Bob, pointing to her wrist as if to indicate she was late for work.

As soon as she shut them I attacked her.

We fucked three times that morning, and neither of us made it to work.

A couple more weeks went by without much development, until something incredibly naughty, and incredibly erotic, changed things drastically.

Anna and I had just finished eating a lovely dinner, accompanied by a few glasses of Cabernet. We were lounging on our couch when my phone rang, it was Bob. I found it odd, because he had only called me a handful of times in the months that we’d known him.

“Neighbor.” I answered it, as a I took a sip of wine.

“Timothy.” He replied, jokingly.

“How can I help you?” I said.

On the surface, his voice was calm and deliberate, but there was an undertone of nervousness hidden in his words, “Hey man, I think I’m kind of fucking up this casserole that I’m making, and I need to bring it to this party for a friend tomorrow. Don’t suppose there’s any chance I could borrow Anna for awhile?”

I sat up, suddenly at attention. I wasn’t sure how to react to the request – it was completely out of the blue. I stood up and walked slowly into the other room, “I- Uh. Yeah. I don’t see why not. Let me see if she’s available.”

I paused, continuing, my words careful, “You just need help with a casserole?” I wanted him to be clear with me.

“Well sure, oh. I also wanted to give her the bikini back.”

I had forgotten that he even had it. “Oh. Well that’s sure to make her blush. I think she forgot that you even had it.” I chuckled, awkwardly.

“Good! She deserves a little embarrassment. Teasing an old man like that.” he laughed.

I don’t know why I said what I said next, but I did, “Yeah, the nerve of this woman. You should probably teach her a lesson Bob.” I said it somewhat jokingly, but the words hung there in dead air.

Bob replied, seemingly hinting at something, “You know what Tim. That’s a great idea. I’ll give that wife of yours a taste of her own medicine.”

My face flushed, and I became filled with an odd, confused excitement, but I replied, “Alright. I’ll send her on over.”

“Good man.” he replied, hanging up the phone.