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Okay, here goes… There other day I (40M) posted about drunkenly hooking up with my married neighbor (59F) after a cookout one night last weekend. You can discover the original post [here]( but long story short she stayed late to help me clean up after everyone left and my wife and went to bed, and after we shared a few drinks while sitting out on my patio. As we got drank more and more, our conversation eventually turned to our sex lives (or lack thereof). One thing led to another and she ended up giving me one of the best blowjobs of my life while I fingered her. She came, I came, it was incredible.

Fast forward to Thursday night, she texted me out of the blue asking if I could “install a ceiling fan” in her house on Friday. Her husband is apparently on a fishing trip with his buddies this weekend and she told him I promised to do it as a thank you for her help cleaning up after the cookout. This woman is devious and I fucking love it. As it turns out, Friday didn’t work for me because of work, so we decided I’d swing by just after lunch on Saturday instead.

Around 1pm yesterday I grabbed my tools, walked down the street to her house, and rang her bell. When she answered the door she was wearing a casual but still super sexy red floral sundress and a big, mischievous smile. She made a joke about how she wasn’t sure I’d show up before letting me in and closing the door behind us.

As soon as my bag hit the floor she pulled me in for a long, slow, wet kiss. I was already getting hard under my jeans at this point so I slid my hands down to her ass and pulled her tighter against me. She clearly could tell because she giggled and said we should slow down and get that fan up so we don’t forget to do it. Part of me sort of wondered/hoped the fan story was BS, but it clearly was not.

Reluctantly, I agreed and got to work upstairs in her bedroom while she hung around and watched me. Thankfully it was just replacing an existing fan that stopped working, so it took very little time. When I was done and folded up the step ladder she crawled up onto the bed and playfully said, “Ok, you can fuck me now.”

Suffice it to say, I obliged. I pulled off my t-shirt and walked over to the edge of the bed where she was kneeling. I kissed her hard then slipped my hands under her dress, pulling it up and over her head. She unbuttoned my jeans as we kissed more and pushed them and my boxer briefs, down my legs until they fell to the floor.

I removed her red bra and laid her back onto the bed, sliding her matching panties down and off her legs. I crawled over her as our hands and mouths explored each other. She stroked me lightly as I dragged my hand up her thigh and pressed my fingers firmly against her soft lips. I kissed her slowly as I played with her clit. As she rolled her hips with my touch, I sank my middle finger into her and toyed her clit faster with my thumb. Her breathing became heavy and her juices covered my hand as she whimpered and begged me to fuck her.

I spread her legs aside, positioning myself in between before rubbing the tip of my cock up and down her soaking wet slit. Her breath hitched as I leaned over and slowly pushed my head inside her. She moaned the most guttural “Fuck” I’ve ever heard as I pressed her wrists into the mattress and sank my cock deeper.

I proceeded to pump her, slowly and steadily, while we spent a while getting acquainted. She wrapped her legs around me and growled, “Fuck your cock feels better than it tastes…” Her moans grew louder as I started to fuck her harder. Her pussy felt amazing tightly wrapped around me, but I knew I wasn’t gonna last much longer.

After a few more minutes, I told her I wondered I was close. She flashed a devilish grin and purred, “I want to feel your cum inside me.” That immediately sent me over the edge and I felt the pressure that had been building begin to release. I groaned loudly as I exploded inside her. She pleaded for me to fill her up while she clenched my shaft and rocked herself back and forth on it. I held myself above her, trying to catch my breath as I came down from my climax while told me not to move and fucked herself on my cock like it was a toy. Within a couple of minutes I could feel her walls spasm as she cried out and released a warm flow of wetness onto me and the sheets below us.

“Jesus fucking Christ,” she said with a laugh as she gave me a tight squeeze with her legs. I smiled and slowly pulled out of her while I rolled onto my back and laid next to her. We laid together for a few minutes, laughing and holding each other before we decided I should get back home. I made her download a messaging app so we can text more explicitly from now on. Seems like she’s having fun, sending me dirty messages and pics. Her husband doesn’t come back until Monday evening, so I may just have to go fix something on that fan tomorrow. Will keep you posted!

NSFW: yes

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