She Gets Back at Her Flirting Husband with a Sexy Young Neighbor

My husband and I have thrown a neighborhood party every Fourth of July for the last fifteen years. It’s always a large affair, with thirty to forty people in attendance. We have it down to a science by now; Jim mans the grill while I circulate and play hostess. I’m proud to say our parties are always popular.

This year’s party was much the same as usual, except for the presence of Ellen, a cute little twentysomething who had moved into the neighborhood a couple of months before. She had a bad tendency to flirt with other women’s husbands, and since she and I hadn’t gotten along from day one, I wasn’t surprised when she focused her attention on mine. What really angered me was that Jim, who knew I hated her, was soaking it all up. He was practically drooling all over her oversized tits, which she was all but shoving in his face.

For a while I tried to ignore the situation, but eventually it became too much. I went over to my husband and started chatting him up, but he was so mesmerized by Ellen’s body that he barely acknowledged my existence. To rub salt in the wound, Ellen shot me this smug smile, and it took a lot of restraint on my part not to make a scene.

Finally, I decided to cool off by taking a break and lying down on a lounge chair on the other side of the yard. I hadn’t been there very long when Stan, the eighteen-year-old son of one of our neighbors, joined me. He could tell I was flustered and asked me what was wrong. Ordinarily I wouldn’t have confided in someone so young, but just then I was so upset that I couldn’t help making a biting comment about my husband finding things to pay attention to other than his wife. Stan looked over to see what I was talking about and then said he was surprised, since he thought I was much sexier than Ellen.

Now, that piqued my interest. I looked Stan over and realized for the first time that the little pimply faced kid who used to ride bikes in the street with his friends had grown into a pretty damn good-looking young man.

Stan evidently misinterpreted my sudden interest and began to apologize for saying something inappropriate. I then informed him in a throaty purr that it was never inappropriate to tell a woman she was sexy. That got a reaction, and Stan quickly looked me over. I shifted my body so that the bottom of my sundress pulled up slightly, showing a good bit of leg. I have to admit it was very gratifying to the ego to have someone so young checking out my forty-year-old body, especially since my spouse was paying so little attention to it.

I glanced over in my husband’s direction just in time to see his hand brush against one of Ellen’s tits in a way that didn’t look accidental. Well, if that was the way it was, two could play that game. I got up off the chair and, as I passed by Stan, whispered in his ear that if he meant what he said, he should wait five minutes, then go into my house and head up to the guest bedroom. His only response was to stare at me in shock. I put a sexy little sway in my ass as I walked away from him.

Once inside I went upstairs to the guest room and waited patiently, hoping to God I hadn’t made an idiot of myself. But I needn’t have worried, as Stan showed up exactly five minutes later. Given his punctuality, I would have wagered that he had stared at his watch the entire time.

After making sure the door was locked, I looked Stan straight in the eye as I slowly slipped the straps of my dress off my shoulders and then let it slide down my body and pool at my feet. I unhooked my bra and let my breasts spill free, then removed my panties, leaving myself naked. Stan just stood there with this dumbfounded look on his face, which I found a bit humorous but also frustrating. Realizing I needed to take charge of the situation, I said that since I had showed him mine, it was time for him to show me his.

Stan got out of his clothes so quickly he nearly tripped himself pulling off his shorts. When he dropped his boxers, my amusement turned to surprise as I gazed at his unexpectedly large cock. It was beginning to look like what had started out as a lesson to my hubby had turned into a reward for me.

I lay back on the bed and crooked my finger, and Stan came to me, getting on top of me as I spread my legs and quickly working his way into me. Wow! I had forgotten what getting stretched by a large cock was like. I had to slow him down a couple of times while I adjusted to his size, but once it was all the way in, I was in heaven.

Unfortunately, Stan lasted only about a dozen strokes before he started coming inside me. I was a bit disappointed, especially since he had started to get me pretty fired up. He lay on top of me for about a minute, and I was about to suggest giving him a blowjob when he began thrusting his hips up and down once again. I was delighted to discover that he’d gotten hard again almost immediately. Score one for youthful horniness!

Stan lasted a lot longer this time, giving me a couple of delicious orgasms, which were just what I needed to improve my mood. I started talking dirty then, telling him to fuck me and fill me with his sperm. That seemed to spur him on, and within seconds he unleashed a second load in my pussy.

We lay there side by side, catching our breath while I gently stroked his cock, which quickly began to harden again in my grasp. Talk about stamina! I couldn’t remember the last time my husband had gotten it up three times in the same night, let alone in half an hour!

Feeling particularly mischievous now, I went over to the window, which looked down into the yard, and peeked through the blinds. Right below the window I could see Jim and Ellen. They had positioned themselves where they thought no one could see them, and he was surreptitiously stroking her ass.

Well, I could certainly top that! I put my hands on the windowsill and bent over at the waist, wiggling my ass in Stan’s direction. He didn’t need further encouragement as he got behind me, grabbed my hips, and sank his entire cock up my pussy. He had lost all inhibitions now, and he pounded me hard, making my tits bounce all over the place. Between that and his big cock, I started coming repeatedly and a lot more powerfully than I had in a long time. I had to bite down on my lip to keep from crying out. I wondered how my husband would react if he knew that while he was playing grab-ass, his wife was getting her brains fucked out by his eighteen-year-old neighbor.

After I had several more orgasms, Stan released another huge load inside me. It was as though he had an almost unlimited supply of sperm. I was tempted to try for even more, but we had been gone from the party too long as it was. I quickly got dressed and went downstairs, telling Stan to wait a few minutes before following me, to allay suspicion.

It turned out I had nothing to worry about, however, as Jim hadn’t even noticed my absence. But at that point I really didn’t care what he was doing with Ellen. It’s amazing what a few good orgasms can do for your attitude. But one thing is certain—I’m making sure that Stan is invited to all our parties from now on.

—Name and address withheld