Naughty Neighbor Phone Sex – Anna Can’t Help Herself – Part 1

Back when I was still married to my husband, we were living next door to Tom, who as around my age. He was also married. He was well built and handsome as the devil. The kind of man that makes a woman cream her panties. His wife and my husband would have been shocked had they known how I felt about him. They would have never guessed that I wanted to be a naughty neighbor phone sex slut. But I did.  I wanted very much to get him into my bed. I pictured the two of us naked and rolling around in the bed. Hugging and kissing, holding each other tight and fucking. Well, what’s so strange about that? Neighbors fuck all the time!

I encouraged him. When no one was watching, I couldn’t keep my hands off of him. I ran my hand up and down his leg and squeezed his thigh. He was no dummy. He knew I was ready to drop my panties for him. I phoned him one morning after his wife and my husband were on their way to work. I invited him to come over for some coffee. Of course, after I let him in and closed and locked the door behind him, I forgot about the coffee. All I could think of was that I was horny and we had the whole day alone together. I was going to drop my panties for him. I would lead him into my bedroom.

We would have some fun together. 

It wasn’t the first time I snuggled up to a man on the couch and let him know I was hot to get fucked. I’d been through this routine a hundred times before when I was single and after I was married. Hell, married or single, eighteen or eighty, when a woman wants to get laid, she gets laid. When a man wants pussy, he doesn’t always get it, but a woman always gets cock.

I think this was the smoothest and easiest seduction I’d ever pulled off. It went so well. He was as hot for me as I was for him. We were sitting close together on the couch, being kind of naughty. The way a woman gets when her husband isn’t around. The way a man goes after a woman when his wife isn’t there to stop him. We were hugging and kissing, and he started fondling my boobs and felt in between my legs. My hand was on the bulge in the front of his pants, gently massaging it as I whispered in his ear “How would you like some tittie?” I didn’t wait for an answer. I knew he wanted them. Every man wants tittie. No man has ever refused my tits when I offered them to him.

To be continued…

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